*Obviously these aren't my characters. I own the plot that's it. Do I
have to put this in the front of every Chapter? Would J.K. Rowling really
accuse me of taking credit for HER work? I am doubting that. But it is HER
work. I only take credit for the plot.
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The Next Morning Harry made plans to go talk to Professor Withers about being team captain for Gryffindor's quidditch team. On the way to breakfast Harry knew he'd pass Professor Withers' office, he'd just stop in then. He was surprised to see the already long line forming in front of his door. Harry stepped in line behind Seann.
"What do you need to see Withers for Potter?" Seann said, turning around to face him. "I want to be captain." Harry said confidently. Seann laughed. "You? You'd be the shortest one on the team!" Harry's face reddened. "I'm taller than the first, second, and third years!" He said. Seann laughed again. The line had begun to move, so he turned around again. Harry stood in silence for the next 15 minutes in line. He was surprised to see Ron join the line in back. 'What's he doing'? Harry thought to himself.
Harry finally got in to talk to Professor Withers. "Oh yes, Harry Potter! The boy who lived!" Withers said. Harry tried not to roll his eyes. "Yes sir, that's me." He said politely. Professor Withers shook his hand and sat down behind the ragged desk. His office walls were covered with Pictures of past Football, Quidditch, and other various teams. "So what can I do for you?" Professor Withers asked. "I'd like to apply for the position of Quidditch captain. For Gryffindor." Harry said. "Hmm, we have quite a list for that postion, but here's an application. Tryouts will be next Monday, I'm sure you'll do fine!" He smiled at Harry. Harry thanked him for the application and his time. And left the tiny office.
He saw Ron standing in line with a goofy grin on his face. "Hey Ron, you okay?" Harry asked, unable to keep the annoyance out of his voice. Ron started, and then focused on Harry. "Ron, you can't be captain, you've never played Quidditch!" Harry said. "Har, I'm not trying out for captain, I want to do something else!" It was Ron's turn to sound annoyed. Harry gave him an odd look, and then turned and headed toward the Great hall.
For the first time, he realized he was all alone. Hermione didn't know him, Ron didn't want to talk to him, and Stephanie was probably with Tyler. How could it be, that he, the most popular boy in school, had no one to sit with at Breakfast? 'That's shallow' he thought to himself, "Harry!" Someone yelled. At first he didn't recognize the voice, but when he turned around, he saw Ginny Weasley. She had always had a crush on Harry, and he knew it. For once he was grateful to see her. There was an empty seat across from her, and he eagerly sat down. "Hey Ginny, how's it going?" He smiled. "It's going good" She smiled. 'wow, for someone who wants me, Ginny sure is calm' Harry thought. He spent the rest of breakfast listening to Ginny complain about Professor Snape and how much she hates his class.
'Well that was a big waste of time!' Harry said to himself, as he walked down the corridor that led to the Gryffindor house. 'But at least I had someone to sit with!' "Potter! Talking to yourself? Or all your imaginary fans that follow you around?" It was Malfoy.
"Shut it Malfoy!" Harry said.
"You're friends got kicked out! Didn't you notice that you have no friends now?"
"You're one to talk!" Draco hissed. "What happened to Weasles, and that chubby girl?"
"Ron's talking to Professor Withers and Stephanie is with Tyler Johnson." Harry said, humiliated.
Draco gave him a sneer and headed up to the room he shared with Neville. Harry Trudged up the stairs, and threw himself down on his bed. 'OH WAIT!' he realized. 'I HAVE TRANFIGURATION IN 3 MINUTES!' He grabbed his bag and ran out the door. The bell rung just as Harry reached the hall that his classroom was in.
The new teacher was the same nervous looking man that Harry had seen on his first night back. He had his back turned and was talking very fast about how dangerous transfiguration is.
Trying to remain unnoticed, Harry slid into a seat in the back. Just as he sat down, the chair disappeared! He fell flat on his rear end, and all his books came tumbling down off of the desk he had set them on. Hearing the crash, Professor Weeber dropped his chalk and turned around. "Ah, Mr. Potter, I am so glad you joined us!" He gushed. Deciding he sounded genuine, Harry smiled back and stood up. "Well," He said. "I'm glad to be here." Professor Weeber beamed, and jumped back into the discussion. Harry look around for Ron, and saw him glaring at him from across the room. "What?" Harry mouthed. Ron continued to glare. Harry just shrugged and moved to a different seat.
Wow! Thanks guys! Eleven reviews! LOL.even though one was made by me.whatever though!
The Next Morning Harry made plans to go talk to Professor Withers about being team captain for Gryffindor's quidditch team. On the way to breakfast Harry knew he'd pass Professor Withers' office, he'd just stop in then. He was surprised to see the already long line forming in front of his door. Harry stepped in line behind Seann.
"What do you need to see Withers for Potter?" Seann said, turning around to face him. "I want to be captain." Harry said confidently. Seann laughed. "You? You'd be the shortest one on the team!" Harry's face reddened. "I'm taller than the first, second, and third years!" He said. Seann laughed again. The line had begun to move, so he turned around again. Harry stood in silence for the next 15 minutes in line. He was surprised to see Ron join the line in back. 'What's he doing'? Harry thought to himself.
Harry finally got in to talk to Professor Withers. "Oh yes, Harry Potter! The boy who lived!" Withers said. Harry tried not to roll his eyes. "Yes sir, that's me." He said politely. Professor Withers shook his hand and sat down behind the ragged desk. His office walls were covered with Pictures of past Football, Quidditch, and other various teams. "So what can I do for you?" Professor Withers asked. "I'd like to apply for the position of Quidditch captain. For Gryffindor." Harry said. "Hmm, we have quite a list for that postion, but here's an application. Tryouts will be next Monday, I'm sure you'll do fine!" He smiled at Harry. Harry thanked him for the application and his time. And left the tiny office.
He saw Ron standing in line with a goofy grin on his face. "Hey Ron, you okay?" Harry asked, unable to keep the annoyance out of his voice. Ron started, and then focused on Harry. "Ron, you can't be captain, you've never played Quidditch!" Harry said. "Har, I'm not trying out for captain, I want to do something else!" It was Ron's turn to sound annoyed. Harry gave him an odd look, and then turned and headed toward the Great hall.
For the first time, he realized he was all alone. Hermione didn't know him, Ron didn't want to talk to him, and Stephanie was probably with Tyler. How could it be, that he, the most popular boy in school, had no one to sit with at Breakfast? 'That's shallow' he thought to himself, "Harry!" Someone yelled. At first he didn't recognize the voice, but when he turned around, he saw Ginny Weasley. She had always had a crush on Harry, and he knew it. For once he was grateful to see her. There was an empty seat across from her, and he eagerly sat down. "Hey Ginny, how's it going?" He smiled. "It's going good" She smiled. 'wow, for someone who wants me, Ginny sure is calm' Harry thought. He spent the rest of breakfast listening to Ginny complain about Professor Snape and how much she hates his class.
'Well that was a big waste of time!' Harry said to himself, as he walked down the corridor that led to the Gryffindor house. 'But at least I had someone to sit with!' "Potter! Talking to yourself? Or all your imaginary fans that follow you around?" It was Malfoy.
"Shut it Malfoy!" Harry said.
"You're friends got kicked out! Didn't you notice that you have no friends now?"
"You're one to talk!" Draco hissed. "What happened to Weasles, and that chubby girl?"
"Ron's talking to Professor Withers and Stephanie is with Tyler Johnson." Harry said, humiliated.
Draco gave him a sneer and headed up to the room he shared with Neville. Harry Trudged up the stairs, and threw himself down on his bed. 'OH WAIT!' he realized. 'I HAVE TRANFIGURATION IN 3 MINUTES!' He grabbed his bag and ran out the door. The bell rung just as Harry reached the hall that his classroom was in.
The new teacher was the same nervous looking man that Harry had seen on his first night back. He had his back turned and was talking very fast about how dangerous transfiguration is.
Trying to remain unnoticed, Harry slid into a seat in the back. Just as he sat down, the chair disappeared! He fell flat on his rear end, and all his books came tumbling down off of the desk he had set them on. Hearing the crash, Professor Weeber dropped his chalk and turned around. "Ah, Mr. Potter, I am so glad you joined us!" He gushed. Deciding he sounded genuine, Harry smiled back and stood up. "Well," He said. "I'm glad to be here." Professor Weeber beamed, and jumped back into the discussion. Harry look around for Ron, and saw him glaring at him from across the room. "What?" Harry mouthed. Ron continued to glare. Harry just shrugged and moved to a different seat.
