The next morning, two owls landed in front of Harry, Ron, and Elizabeth. One was a big, odd-looking owl with a long, narrow package for Elizabeth, and one was a black owl for Harry. Harry opened his letter first.
'Dear Mr. Potter,
I am aware of the fact that you will be teaching your class in defense against the dark arts this Wednesday. Meet me at my office; fifth floor corridor, third door from the left, right after all your classes; so we can discuss the lesson.
From,
Professor Blade'
Harry let the other two read it, and they both shrugged their shoulders. Then all three of them looked over at the staff table and examined the new formidable-looking defense against the dark arts teacher.
He looked particularly cruel with milk white skin, like Snape's. He had an emaciated face, like Sirius had when he first escaped Azkaban. His eyes were a pale blue, almost silver, and they were almost slits. His curly dark brown hair gave a kind of youth to his face, but the fact that it couldn't soften his appearance made him look all the more harsh.
Harry, Ron, and Elizabeth tore their eyes away and looked at the next owl.
"Open yours!" exclaimed Ron to Elizabeth. He was already guessing what it was. Elizabeth opened the box to find a Nimbus 2003. She took out the information card and read it aloud.
"The Nimbus 2003 is the last model of the Nimbus. It can keep in toe with the Firebolt, but barely. A Firebolt can reach the speed of 150 mph in ten seconds, while it takes the Nimbus 2003 fifteen seconds. Protected by the Spell Rebound Curse, this broom is the safest in the country."
There was more on the back, but it looked handwritten. Elizabeth continued to read aloud. "'Hey. I thought this might be useful for the tryouts.' Well that's weird," Elizabeth commented. There was no signature.
"Who do you suppose sent it?" Ron asked.
"Might've been my parents, or someone else in my family. Might've been my friends from back home―"
"Tryouts are tonight, at six thirty." 'Just keep your mouth shut and let her think what she wants,' Harry thought to himself. He saw Elizabeth grin like a maniac and he had to smother his own smile. It had cost him a pricey bundle, but if she was as good a player as he thought, it would be well worth it. 'That's not the only reason you got it for her,' a little voice in Harry's head reminded.
'Yes, it was,' Harry thought stubbornly. He thought it preposterous, thinking of Elizabeth like that, it would be like thinking of Hermione like that.
'Not quite.'
(A/N: This has got to be the shortest chapter I have ever written…O.O Oh well. Naja607!!! I got it right! The only reason I said your identity was because you told everyone that this was a self-insertion fic. Some people don't like that!!! So, now if anyone reads the reviews before they read the story, they'll think, 'Great! Just another day dream written with no talent what-so-ever.' No matter what you say!! Oh, well. Now that I've said it was a self-insertion fic in here, everyone who ever reads this will know…darn…*shrugs shoulders* Rambling? That's my middle name…^._.~. When do you read this? At school? Cuz I updated last night and I saw your review this morning and I was like "Oh my God she stayed up all night waiting for me to update!!!!" Now, I know that's not true…Thanks for being such a great friend ^._.^)