A/N: .... it's the lucky number... heh heh you know what that means? If you do, can you tell me? I don't know what it means! No, actually, don't tell me. i don't want to owe you anything. Hey, you! Yeah you... did you make up a cheer about cheese yet? It was your assignment from chapter six. Well, go do it! NOW! That is, if you haven't already. If you have, thank you! You get 50 marks. So you have 50% now. To get 49 more marks, write me a nice long review about how you wuv my fic. Oh, I forgot. To get the 100th mark, go eat a piece of cheese... RIGHT NOW!!! Enjoy!

Chapter Seven: Flyer #2 Needs Chocolate

Harry was outside again for another practice. In his uniform.

I can't believe Hermione could think up an outfit like this Harry thought to himself ...maybe I have the wrong size... this isn't comfortable-

His train of thought was interupted by Draco. "Now I know you're all nervous about the divisionals coming up soon," Draco said, wringing his hands. "But we'll make it."

Not with the material he thinks up Harry thought.

Draco continued. "Unfortunatly, the school has banned me from thinking up any more cheers, so Dumbledore had provided us with some new ones instead."

Harry raised an eyebrow. So maybe we do have a chance.

"So, I'll need you all to cooperate," draco said. "Now, being the lightest one here, I'll-"

Harry snorted.

Draco shot him a mean look. "-I'll be a flyer."

Harry burst out laughing, imagining Malfoy being tossed in the air.

"Something funny, Potter?!" asked Draco.

Harry shook his head.

"So, that means we'll need one more," he continued. "And I've decided flyer #2 will be-"

Not me Harry prayed. (A/N: I was actually going to make Pansy flyer #2, but since Harry just said that...)

"-Harry Potter,"

"WHAT??!!!" harry yelled.

"Well, you're scrawny enough, you anorexic little-"

"Oh, that's the pot calling the kettle anorexic!"

"So as I was saying!" draco said. He continued telling people their roles.

Harry imagined Malfoy and himself being tossed in the air in syncro, and sulked. (A/N: Now who's laughing?! Muah ha ha ha!!!)

Draco finished. "Well, now we need to learn the routine!"

So he showed everyone what to do. I will call it The Cheer, because I am lazy. So that means I won't be writing the actions.

At the end of the meeting, Harry walked off, dizzy and badly bruised from being thrown in the air and not being caught.

He went inside the common room. "I'm a flyer." he said angrily

Ron looked Harry up and down, examining his many cuts and scrapes. "I see,"

"Do I look anorexic to you?!"

"No,"

"Are you calling me fat?!"

"... no,"

"You paused!! That means you do think I'm fat!!!"

"Look, Harry-"

"Don't you try to 'look, Harry' me!!"

"Sorry,"

"Yeah you better be," Harry stormed up into his dorm.

He heard crying again. He looked under his pillow.

"CURSE THE MAN WHO MADE TAPE PLAYERS!" he yelled, throwing the tape player, yet again, out of his bed.

"Ow! Who keeps doing that?!" he heard Neville say.

Harry got up, and paced the room. Then he sat down on the floor, putting his face in his hands.

"I need chocolate..." he moaned.

A/N: Me too. That chapter was a bit short, but the last two were long so give me a break. And for the title, I couldn't decide whether to name it Flyer #2 or Harry Needs Chocolate, so I combined them! Chapter Eight comin' up!

In the next chapter of Let's Go Hogwarts... needing chocolate will be one of Harry's least concerns...