Chapter 9 Quidditch and Confrontaitions
The week passed by. Lily kept up the appearance of hating James, James eventually forgave Sirius, and Sirius vowed never to meddle in his friends' romance lives ever again. On the last day of September, he put up a magical banners that hovered over Remus and Danielle's heads for a day that read: REMUS LUPIN and DANIELLE MCKINNON: MADE FOR EACHOTHER? OR DOES IT JUST LOOK THAT WAY TO EVERYONE ELSE BUT THEMSELVES? Needless to say, most of the looks Sirius received in those first days of school from his friends weren't very pleasant.
October came in, bringing heavy rains that swamped the castle grounds. Quidditch season quickly came, and the Gryffindor team needed a new Chaser and Keeper. James had played the chasing position for 4 years, but now, elected Captain, he decided to put his seeking talent to the test. The team comprised of:
Captain James Potter- Chaser Elliot Laurence- Chaser Fredric Bell- Chaser Matthew Spinnet- Beater Sirius Black- Beater
The Gryffindors had had and all-male team for 13 years running, and when James put up flyers for the try-outs, he had expected that trend to continue.
He was very wrong.
A clear but, muddy day greeted those out on the Quidditch Field, on Saturday the 18th for tryouts at 9 in the morning. A group of surly looking boys stood in a line while James looked them over. Not a promising one in the group! He sighed and was about to bark some instructions at them when he spotted two figures in matching midnight blue cloaks approaching the field. He could tell they were girls from a distance, and would have guessed they were part of his fan club, if not for the fact that they both carried brooms.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
The girls took off their hoods, revealing black and red hair. "Lily, Elsa? What are you doing here? Go back to the common room, I'll talk to you later."
"We aren't here to fawn all over you, if that's what you think." Elsa snapped. Sirius sniggered.
"It's not a crime for girls to play Quidditch is it?" Lily asked. Sirius sniggered harder.
"You are here, to, to, to try out?" He stammered, laughing.
"Yes."
"Well it's just that, well, I think that you, well, might not want to risk."
"Risk what? Beating the rest of these fools?" The boys in line glared at them.
"That's enough!" James put in, ending the debate. "You can try out, if want." He told Lily and Elsa. "But you better be able to keep up."
By then end of the try-outs, Lily and Elsa had proved that they could not only keep up, but fly circles around the others. Lily had to be the fastest goal scorer James had ever seen, and Elsa was a superb Keeper.
"Did we keep up well enough?" Elsa asked Sirius when they touched back down.
There was no question about whether or not Elsa and Lily's names would be on the bulletin board the next morning.
"Why didn't you ever say how good you were before?" James wanted to know, as he ran to fall in step with Lily on their way back up to the castle.
"I didn't want to fatten my head up so much that my broomstick wouldn't hold me up when I tried out." She replied, looking strait ahead.
James winced, remembering the incedent with Snape the year before. "Listen- Lily, I, I want to say I'm sorry about that.I was just a little full of myself before, I..." He stopped, seeing the odd look she was giving him. Lily raised a disbeliving eyebrow.
"Potter, you never fail to amaze me. One moment you're strutting about, a womanizing jerk, the next you're stumbling over words, admitting you were wrong, apologizing, and calling me by my proper name!" She exclaimed.
"I called you your name before..when you were, ah, under the influences of- ah,"
"If you are refering to the period of time that I atempting to wipe permanently from my mind, than that does not count."
"Why not?" James inquired.
"Because I did not know what I was doing, and therefore did not have the sense to slap you for taking that liberty." Lily replied, meaningly not looking at him and walking slightly faaster.
"Then why didn't you slap me just now? You said that event didn't change your feelings toward me!" James said, his voice rising a little. She turned to face him, her emerald eyes bearing into his. "Oh James! How could an event like that such one not change a person if they could remember it? OF COURSE it changed my feelings! How thick are you?" She said quietly, her voice firm.
"Is that such a bad thing?" he asked her, lowering his tones to match her own. Lily's heart began to pump rather quickly.
"No, its not." She said, almost inaudibly. They stared at each other for several long moments, before Lily looked away. "I'd better be going." She muttered, and hurried up the castle steps.
"Hey! Lily!" She paused at the door, and looked back slightly.
"You called be my real name." James said and he couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw a smile play across her face.
The week passed by. Lily kept up the appearance of hating James, James eventually forgave Sirius, and Sirius vowed never to meddle in his friends' romance lives ever again. On the last day of September, he put up a magical banners that hovered over Remus and Danielle's heads for a day that read: REMUS LUPIN and DANIELLE MCKINNON: MADE FOR EACHOTHER? OR DOES IT JUST LOOK THAT WAY TO EVERYONE ELSE BUT THEMSELVES? Needless to say, most of the looks Sirius received in those first days of school from his friends weren't very pleasant.
October came in, bringing heavy rains that swamped the castle grounds. Quidditch season quickly came, and the Gryffindor team needed a new Chaser and Keeper. James had played the chasing position for 4 years, but now, elected Captain, he decided to put his seeking talent to the test. The team comprised of:
Captain James Potter- Chaser Elliot Laurence- Chaser Fredric Bell- Chaser Matthew Spinnet- Beater Sirius Black- Beater
The Gryffindors had had and all-male team for 13 years running, and when James put up flyers for the try-outs, he had expected that trend to continue.
He was very wrong.
A clear but, muddy day greeted those out on the Quidditch Field, on Saturday the 18th for tryouts at 9 in the morning. A group of surly looking boys stood in a line while James looked them over. Not a promising one in the group! He sighed and was about to bark some instructions at them when he spotted two figures in matching midnight blue cloaks approaching the field. He could tell they were girls from a distance, and would have guessed they were part of his fan club, if not for the fact that they both carried brooms.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
The girls took off their hoods, revealing black and red hair. "Lily, Elsa? What are you doing here? Go back to the common room, I'll talk to you later."
"We aren't here to fawn all over you, if that's what you think." Elsa snapped. Sirius sniggered.
"It's not a crime for girls to play Quidditch is it?" Lily asked. Sirius sniggered harder.
"You are here, to, to, to try out?" He stammered, laughing.
"Yes."
"Well it's just that, well, I think that you, well, might not want to risk."
"Risk what? Beating the rest of these fools?" The boys in line glared at them.
"That's enough!" James put in, ending the debate. "You can try out, if want." He told Lily and Elsa. "But you better be able to keep up."
By then end of the try-outs, Lily and Elsa had proved that they could not only keep up, but fly circles around the others. Lily had to be the fastest goal scorer James had ever seen, and Elsa was a superb Keeper.
"Did we keep up well enough?" Elsa asked Sirius when they touched back down.
There was no question about whether or not Elsa and Lily's names would be on the bulletin board the next morning.
"Why didn't you ever say how good you were before?" James wanted to know, as he ran to fall in step with Lily on their way back up to the castle.
"I didn't want to fatten my head up so much that my broomstick wouldn't hold me up when I tried out." She replied, looking strait ahead.
James winced, remembering the incedent with Snape the year before. "Listen- Lily, I, I want to say I'm sorry about that.I was just a little full of myself before, I..." He stopped, seeing the odd look she was giving him. Lily raised a disbeliving eyebrow.
"Potter, you never fail to amaze me. One moment you're strutting about, a womanizing jerk, the next you're stumbling over words, admitting you were wrong, apologizing, and calling me by my proper name!" She exclaimed.
"I called you your name before..when you were, ah, under the influences of- ah,"
"If you are refering to the period of time that I atempting to wipe permanently from my mind, than that does not count."
"Why not?" James inquired.
"Because I did not know what I was doing, and therefore did not have the sense to slap you for taking that liberty." Lily replied, meaningly not looking at him and walking slightly faaster.
"Then why didn't you slap me just now? You said that event didn't change your feelings toward me!" James said, his voice rising a little. She turned to face him, her emerald eyes bearing into his. "Oh James! How could an event like that such one not change a person if they could remember it? OF COURSE it changed my feelings! How thick are you?" She said quietly, her voice firm.
"Is that such a bad thing?" he asked her, lowering his tones to match her own. Lily's heart began to pump rather quickly.
"No, its not." She said, almost inaudibly. They stared at each other for several long moments, before Lily looked away. "I'd better be going." She muttered, and hurried up the castle steps.
"Hey! Lily!" She paused at the door, and looked back slightly.
"You called be my real name." James said and he couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw a smile play across her face.