AN: Sorry for not updating sooner. School's been a bit crazy. Thanks to my
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PixiePea000: I'm glad you like this story. To answer your questions, eventually but not in this chapter and not in this story.
Lindiel: As usual, thanks for your review. I'm going to try to work on the speed of the chapters.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! My characters are the extended Dolan family, the Americans witches and wizard, and everything about Hound's Hollow. I'm just a broke college student who writes for fun and to pass time between classes. I only own my Pointe Shoes.
The next few days passed quickly for Harry and Cora. When they weren't spending time with their parents or their friends, they watched as the people in the house prepared for something really big. One of the large back rooms was blocked off, with only certain people being allowed to enter and exit.
"You know, tomorrow is the last day of our Quiddich season and our team is up for the fourth slot---the wild card slot," Cora told Harry, one day.
"There's a summer Quiddich league?" Harry asked his cousin.
"Of course! Here it's a really big deal because of the Intertown Quiddich championship. Our local team, the Hounds, are heading for the finals," Cora explained, proudly.
"That's nice, are you asking me to come to your game?" Harry asked.
"Yes and no. I'd love you to come but not as a spectator. You see, we can't play unless we have a seeker," Cora explained.
"What happened to your seeker?" Harry asked, suspiciously.
He knew that Quiddich fouls often happened to seekers.
"Nothing bad. I mean, she didn't get hurt or anything like that. She had to go back to Asia with her mom and grandparents. We're going to be eliminated if we don't get a seeker. Would you like to take the job?" Cora offered.
Harry thought for a moment and said, "Of course."
"Cool. Let's see, what do you need to know. You've met the entire team already so you won't be meeting them for the first time tomorrow. Meghan and Danny are the Beaters. I'm the Keeper and the Chasers are Glendon, Ashley, and Gillian," Cora, happily, explained.
Harry logged all the names and positions in his head so he would remember them the next day.
"By the way," Cora asked, "do you have a favorite number?"
"A favorite number? Um.....seven, yeah, lucky seven," Harry replied.
"Alright, I'll tell the coach," Cora said, running off down a hall.
Harry passed by the barred off room and found Fred, and George crouched in front of the door, strange fleshy colored objects in hand.
"What are you guys doing?" Harry asked.
"Fred and George think they've figured out what's going on in that room with their Extendable Ears," Ron explained, from his seat on one of the many stair cases in the large house.
"Their what?" Harry asked.
"Extendable ears," Ron replied, "they invented them a bit back. They're really good for listening in on things."
"What did they hear, then?" Harry asked, as curious as the twins.
"We think that Dumbledore and Patrick and a bunch of others are setting up in there for a separate sorting for all the kids that are transferring from here," Fred said.
"How did you figure out that this was the right room? There must be hundreds of locked doors in this house" asked Harry.
Ron shrugged and told his friend, "I had nothing to do with this. This is the first I'm hearing about it."
"We didn't figure that part out, per say," answered George.
"Actually, it was that Meghan kid from across the way. She snuck in there the other day and told us what they were setting up," Fred added.
That made sense to both Harry and Ron. Both remembered hearing, in passing, that the transfer students were going to be sorted someplace outside of Hogwarts. They just never imagined it was going to take place here.
"So, then, why are you guys sitting outside the room? Why not ask Meghan to help you sneak in?" Ron asked.
"We're sitting here because we heard voices in there a while ago," answered George.
"But it doesn't sound like anyone from Hogwarts that we know of," Fred replied.
"Really," Harry said, sitting down on the bottom step, next to Ron.
After a while, the crowd outside the door grew to include most of the Wesley children (save for Percy, he had "important work to do"), Hermione, Cora, and her cousin Glendon, and the four Americans.
"You guys come over every day?" Hermione asked the Americans.
It did, indeed, seem like they were over every day. More often than not, Meghan was seen talking to anyone that would listen to her while her sister quietly spoke with either Danny, who seemed to always be with her, or one or two other people.
"Well, it's a small town," started Ashley but she was cut off by her sister.
That also seemed to be a common occurrence between the American sisters. Ashley would start to say something, usually in a very quiet voice, and Meghan would talk over her, gesturing wildly with her hands and arms.
"They asked us to come over today and it's our business what we do here or whether we come over or not," said Meghan.
Ashley just shook her head and slumped back against the step behind her. Danny whispered something to her, making her smile and laugh. The older of the two sisters seemed most at ease in the company of her best friend.
"Did they say why you guys had to come over?" Ginny asked, looking up from the game of exploding snap she had been playing with Christine.
"I actually don't think they ever told us. Anne just said to be over here for dinner," Danny answered.
"Curious, very curious," Cora mumbled to herself.
"What's curious?" Glendon asked his cousin.
"It's curious that Grams didn't tell us we were going to have a big dinner or that she was inviting people over," Cora told her cousin, "whenever she plans stuff like that, she tells us either to help or get out of the house."
"I guess it is," Glendon said, shrugging his shoulders.
While the kids on the steps turned to group games, like Exploding Snap and Wizard's Chess, and talking in general, the inside of the large room had become very hectic. It seemed that Patrick's "guests," the ones Dumbledore wanted to meet, has suddenly arrived and with more people than Patrick had first anticipated.
PixiePea000: I'm glad you like this story. To answer your questions, eventually but not in this chapter and not in this story.
Lindiel: As usual, thanks for your review. I'm going to try to work on the speed of the chapters.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! My characters are the extended Dolan family, the Americans witches and wizard, and everything about Hound's Hollow. I'm just a broke college student who writes for fun and to pass time between classes. I only own my Pointe Shoes.
The next few days passed quickly for Harry and Cora. When they weren't spending time with their parents or their friends, they watched as the people in the house prepared for something really big. One of the large back rooms was blocked off, with only certain people being allowed to enter and exit.
"You know, tomorrow is the last day of our Quiddich season and our team is up for the fourth slot---the wild card slot," Cora told Harry, one day.
"There's a summer Quiddich league?" Harry asked his cousin.
"Of course! Here it's a really big deal because of the Intertown Quiddich championship. Our local team, the Hounds, are heading for the finals," Cora explained, proudly.
"That's nice, are you asking me to come to your game?" Harry asked.
"Yes and no. I'd love you to come but not as a spectator. You see, we can't play unless we have a seeker," Cora explained.
"What happened to your seeker?" Harry asked, suspiciously.
He knew that Quiddich fouls often happened to seekers.
"Nothing bad. I mean, she didn't get hurt or anything like that. She had to go back to Asia with her mom and grandparents. We're going to be eliminated if we don't get a seeker. Would you like to take the job?" Cora offered.
Harry thought for a moment and said, "Of course."
"Cool. Let's see, what do you need to know. You've met the entire team already so you won't be meeting them for the first time tomorrow. Meghan and Danny are the Beaters. I'm the Keeper and the Chasers are Glendon, Ashley, and Gillian," Cora, happily, explained.
Harry logged all the names and positions in his head so he would remember them the next day.
"By the way," Cora asked, "do you have a favorite number?"
"A favorite number? Um.....seven, yeah, lucky seven," Harry replied.
"Alright, I'll tell the coach," Cora said, running off down a hall.
Harry passed by the barred off room and found Fred, and George crouched in front of the door, strange fleshy colored objects in hand.
"What are you guys doing?" Harry asked.
"Fred and George think they've figured out what's going on in that room with their Extendable Ears," Ron explained, from his seat on one of the many stair cases in the large house.
"Their what?" Harry asked.
"Extendable ears," Ron replied, "they invented them a bit back. They're really good for listening in on things."
"What did they hear, then?" Harry asked, as curious as the twins.
"We think that Dumbledore and Patrick and a bunch of others are setting up in there for a separate sorting for all the kids that are transferring from here," Fred said.
"How did you figure out that this was the right room? There must be hundreds of locked doors in this house" asked Harry.
Ron shrugged and told his friend, "I had nothing to do with this. This is the first I'm hearing about it."
"We didn't figure that part out, per say," answered George.
"Actually, it was that Meghan kid from across the way. She snuck in there the other day and told us what they were setting up," Fred added.
That made sense to both Harry and Ron. Both remembered hearing, in passing, that the transfer students were going to be sorted someplace outside of Hogwarts. They just never imagined it was going to take place here.
"So, then, why are you guys sitting outside the room? Why not ask Meghan to help you sneak in?" Ron asked.
"We're sitting here because we heard voices in there a while ago," answered George.
"But it doesn't sound like anyone from Hogwarts that we know of," Fred replied.
"Really," Harry said, sitting down on the bottom step, next to Ron.
After a while, the crowd outside the door grew to include most of the Wesley children (save for Percy, he had "important work to do"), Hermione, Cora, and her cousin Glendon, and the four Americans.
"You guys come over every day?" Hermione asked the Americans.
It did, indeed, seem like they were over every day. More often than not, Meghan was seen talking to anyone that would listen to her while her sister quietly spoke with either Danny, who seemed to always be with her, or one or two other people.
"Well, it's a small town," started Ashley but she was cut off by her sister.
That also seemed to be a common occurrence between the American sisters. Ashley would start to say something, usually in a very quiet voice, and Meghan would talk over her, gesturing wildly with her hands and arms.
"They asked us to come over today and it's our business what we do here or whether we come over or not," said Meghan.
Ashley just shook her head and slumped back against the step behind her. Danny whispered something to her, making her smile and laugh. The older of the two sisters seemed most at ease in the company of her best friend.
"Did they say why you guys had to come over?" Ginny asked, looking up from the game of exploding snap she had been playing with Christine.
"I actually don't think they ever told us. Anne just said to be over here for dinner," Danny answered.
"Curious, very curious," Cora mumbled to herself.
"What's curious?" Glendon asked his cousin.
"It's curious that Grams didn't tell us we were going to have a big dinner or that she was inviting people over," Cora told her cousin, "whenever she plans stuff like that, she tells us either to help or get out of the house."
"I guess it is," Glendon said, shrugging his shoulders.
While the kids on the steps turned to group games, like Exploding Snap and Wizard's Chess, and talking in general, the inside of the large room had become very hectic. It seemed that Patrick's "guests," the ones Dumbledore wanted to meet, has suddenly arrived and with more people than Patrick had first anticipated.