It was a beautiful morning in Hogwarts. The sun was slowly rising above the horizon, and the students were getting ready for breakfast. Kevin got up before Luna and Dan did and was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Dan finally got into the bathroom a few minutes later and was putting toothpaste on his brush. He yawned.

"Good -" he yawned again, "- morning."

"Morning," said Kevin lazily.

Dan started to brush his teeth and Kevin was now washing his face.

"Nothing like a good old slap in the face with water, right Dan?" he said, wiping his face with a towel now.

Dan rinsed his mouth with some water and spat it out, "I guess so," he said.

"Wait a minute, isn't it Saturday?" said Kevin.

"Friday."

"Darn it."

Dan started to wash his face now. Suddenly, the door opened harshly. Dan and Kevin turned around and saw Luna, who was soaking wet… And smelling weird. She stomped in the bathroom and went to the sink with an angry face. The two boys stared at her for a while.

"Don't you realize you're in the boy's bathroom?" said Dan.

"Of course! At least Moaning Myrtle doesn't come here!" shouted Luna.

"Moaning - Who?" said Kevin.

"MOANING MYRTLE!!" yelled Luna. The two boys jumped as if Luna was making an earthquake.

"………Oh," said Kevin.

Luna snorted, "That little brat was surfing through the toilets and splashing water ON ME! Why do they even let ghosts in this school? Dealing with Peeves is already enough! Now I'm going to be late because my clean, nice, expensive robes ARE NOW SOAKED BY THE TOILET!!" Kevin and Dan jumped again.

"Uh, like, hello, there is something called - uh - magic?" said Kevin. He got his wand out and magically took the water out of Luna's clothes. He also took that weird odor that made her smell like a bathroom. Luna suddenly hugged Kevin.

"Thank you!" she said happily.

"No problem - Ow, my back, - stop - hugging," said Kevin.

Luna let go and Kevin rubbed his back.

"Sorry, I got carried away, I'm just so happy I don't have to go through the troubles of getting dressed again! I thought I was going to be late!" said Luna. She grabbed her book bag and had a sandwich.

"Well, see you two later, I'm off to the library again," she said.

"During breakfast?" asked Kevin.

"Yeah, I don't mind,"

"Yeah, but, - breakfast?"

"I have a sandwich silly, see you at Snape's class," she said and ran out the door.

The two Hufflepuffs were at the Great Hall now. It was the same every morning: students talking and eating, stormy ceiling, floating candles, ancient headmaster and old, experienced teachers. Oh yeah, and Kevin was eating another huge stack of pancakes.

"Seriously, you are going to throw up man," said Dan.

Kevin took a huge bite of pancakes and swallowed hard, then drank some pumpkin juice.

"No way, I've ate like this a bunch a times!" said Kevin.

"Yeah, but, eventually you'll throw up," said Dan.

"I hope it'll be in Snape's class!"

They both started to laugh.

"Speaking of Snape, he's in our next class!" said Dan, laughing but Kevin didn't.

"I didn't know that! It's a pain in the neck to have Potion classes in the morning!" said Kevin.

"Yeah it is," said Dan and stopped laughing.

"Oh well. I didn't think I would ever say this but I hope I throw up," said Kevin, swallowing another pile of pancakes.

They both laughed again, but then, it was time to go to Potions. The two Hufflepuffs walked out of the Great Hall and headed for Potions.

"Which house are we going to learn with?" asked Kevin.

"Slytherin," muttered Dan.

Kevin went on his knees and put his hands over his face, "NOOO!!"

"Oh, stop whining, Malfoy's not going to be there, remember? We are in our third year," said Dan.

Kevin got up, "Yeah at least he's not going to be there," he muttered.

They started to walk again. A few minutes later, they finally were in the Potions class. A few Slytherins and Hufflepuffs were already there. They took their seats and Luna finally came in.

"Am I late?" she asked, panting.

A bell rang.

"Nope, just on time," said Kevin.

"Oh good," said Luna and sat in her seat. Snape came in.

"Morning," he said coldly and the class mumbled, "Today, -" he said but got interrupted by a choking sound. A few seconds later there was vomit all over the floor. Some of the students were disgusted and most of the girls gave a short scream. A few of the Slytherins laughed. The person who threw up was Kevin, who was on the floor.

"I guess this is a bad time to say I told you so," muttered Dan.

"Yeah," said Kevin, "Boy that was horrible! I never expected to throw up, really."

He got up from the floor and sat on his chair.

"Let me guess," said Snape, "You ate those - What are they called? Puking something?"

"No," said Kevin with a weak smirk, "Overload of pancakes."

Kevin ended up in the Hospital Wing. He didn't do much but sit in bed. He was forced to drink a potion that would help his stomach. Madame Promfrey was just glad he didn't eat those Puking Pastilles that Fred and George made.

Meanwhile, Luna and Dan were in the DADA classroom with the Gryffindors, which had been just started.

"Good morning class," said Lupin, some students mumbled, "Today we're going to review what we've learned about boggarts….. Let's start with Luna, shall we? Luna."

Luna got up and walked to the front. She noticed there was a boggart in the closet beside her.

"Your fear is spiders, right?" asked Lupin quietly.

"Yes," said Luna.

"Good, you know what to do?"

"Yes."

"Alright then," said Lupin, "On the count of three, two, one," Lupin open the closet and a black widow spider the size of the closet came out. Luna held her wand out and said, "Riddikulus!" The black widow screamed and went inside the closet. A few students chuckled.

"Very good," said Lupin, "Who wants to do it next? -" a lot of Gryffindors raised their hands up as well as some Hufflepuffs, "Okay, let's see now… How about you, it's Linda, right?" A Gryffindor stood up, nodded, and, went to the front. Luna went back to her seat.

"Ready? You know what to do?" asked Lupin and Linda nodded, "Okay, three, two, one," he opened the closet and a wolf came out.

"Riddikulus!" said Linda and the wolf turned into a puppy.

"Excellent," said Lupin, "Andrew?"

A Hufflepuff boy came up and did it like everyone else. It went on for a while then everyone went to their next class. Kevin joined Luna and Dan again after spending what felt like two hours in the Hospital Wing. Afterwards, they went to Herbology, Divination, then it was lunch.

"Oh! I can't wait for Saturday!" said Kevin impatiently, "I hope I'll get to be on the team!"

"Me too," said Dan.

"I'm not into Sports," said Luna, "but I do hope at least one of you will do good."

"Thanks Luna," said Dan.

"Yeah, thanks. Besides the books, potions and nerdy personality you are a great friend," said Kevin.

Luna gave a weak smile, "Nerdy personality?" she said.

"Err, never mind," said Kevin.

They ate their food for a while and then headed for the rest of their classes.

Finally, it was Saturday. Kevin was so excited in the morning that he was nearly in the mood to sing. During the afternoon he was about to have a mental breakdown because he was bored and could hardly wait another minute. His excitement faded whenever he saw Malfoy or another snobby Slytherin but jumped right back in when he was at peace of mind. Sometimes he would stare at the clock for at least a half an hour, (his eyes started to hurt if he stared any longer.) Sometimes he would constantly tell himself five o'clock, five o'clock, don't forget, five o'clock. At four o'clock he finally relaxed and got an opportunity to calm down. At 4:40, he felt sick. For some reason his brain kept telling him he shouldn't go and he'll never be on the team. He felt a little more happy when his friends encouraged him but he had the same sick feeling in his stomach. It's probably those pancakes I ate this morning, he thought to himself, maybe I do have allergies.

Kevin got to his feet at 4:55; it was almost time to try out for the quidditch team. He had several of mixed feelings at once that he was afraid he wasn't even going to focus. Sometimes his feelings would get distracted by talking to some people, (even if was a Slytherin,) however, then again, his feelings would start hogging his thoughts again.

Finally, he was near the quidditch stadium. A bunch of other Hufflepuff students were also here for the tryouts. Kevin suddenly realized that he was at least a foot shorter then most of them. Then again, he was shorter than the other third years anyway. At least I can play quidditch anyway, he thought to himself.

"Okay, Kevin, Wendy, Jane and Harold," said Ray, the leader of the Hufflepuff quidditch team, "Let's see if you have what it takes to be a Seeker on my team."

Kevin was as white as a ghost. His palms were extremely sweaty and his feet were numb. He felt like a little kid when he saw how tall Wendy, Jane and Harold were. It was as if he was in his first year again. Pull yourself together Kevin, he told himself, you're not a little kid anymore! You're a teenager!

"Now, some people are going to throw apples in the air and you must catch them," said Ray, "I'll be watching all of you and see how well you are doing. Mount your brooms."

They all mounted their brooms.

"Three, two, one… Go!"

A bunch of apples were in the sky and the wanna-be-Seekers darted after the apples. Kevin was the second one to catch one of the first few. A few moments later and he had five apples. After it was all over, he ended up with 15 apples. Wendy and Jane had 14 apples and Harold had 12.

"Good job," said Ray, looking at the clipboard he was holding, "All of you did excellent but, of course, there has to be one Seeker."

Kevin wasn't as white, he knew he had a good chance of being a Seeker but he still had that sick feeling in his stomach that sort of meant that he didn't.

"So, I'd have to pick Kevin," said Ray.

Kevin fell flat on the ground. The girls giggled when he did so.

Omg, this chapter was longer than the other three. Ah heck, please review!! I like to write these sort of things but I feel like I'm writing for nothing! So, that's why I want reviews, it doesn't have to be the nicest review on earth and I won't get mad if it's criticism.