Chapter Three
The girls were led down the stairs by Hermione and they soon found themselves in the boys dormitories.....finding many pajama clad young males who were sitting around chatting idly.
"Harry, Ron, I'd like you to meet Katie and Kayla.....they're new here, and are from Russia."
"Really?" asked the redhead.
"No. They're from America."
"Hermione, your sense of humor is a bit off this morning."
Katie patted Hermione's shoulder. "It's okay, they tell me that too."
"Katie, Kayla, the fellow with the red hair is Ron Weasley, and the one with the black hair is Harry Potter."
Harry tensed, feeling he knew what was coming. The two girls merely nodded.
"I hear you're good at Quidditch," Katie said. "I'd like to play with you someday."
Harry's eyes widened.
"Quidditch, I mean," Katie hurried on. "I was a Chaser back in Wisconsin, and Kayla was too. We were on the Junior American Quidditch team for three years running."
"Wow....." said Harry, half in amazement from their Quidditch abilities, and half because they didn't make a big deal about his identity.
At this moment two older wizards apparated in. Kayla flashed her eyes back and forth between them and Ron. "Wow, you're like brothers!"
"Wow, you're like sisters!" one of them said back.
"These are my brothers, Fred and George," said Ron.
"They're hot.....I mean uh....hey, how ya doing?" Kay said absently.
"Their blunt American ways are amusing," said one.
"Actually, they're from Japan," said Ron.
"Really?"
"No."
They both rolled their eyes. "Come. Let us play with them," said who Kayla believed to be Fred.
"They play Quidditch!" Harry said. "We should go play some right now."
"Yes!" said Fred. "Come on!"
"What about me?" said Hermione. "You know I'm terrible."
Fred and George looked at each other. "Scorekeeper," they said in unison.
Hermione rolled her eyes, and they all left the dormitories for the practice field.
The girls were led down the stairs by Hermione and they soon found themselves in the boys dormitories.....finding many pajama clad young males who were sitting around chatting idly.
"Harry, Ron, I'd like you to meet Katie and Kayla.....they're new here, and are from Russia."
"Really?" asked the redhead.
"No. They're from America."
"Hermione, your sense of humor is a bit off this morning."
Katie patted Hermione's shoulder. "It's okay, they tell me that too."
"Katie, Kayla, the fellow with the red hair is Ron Weasley, and the one with the black hair is Harry Potter."
Harry tensed, feeling he knew what was coming. The two girls merely nodded.
"I hear you're good at Quidditch," Katie said. "I'd like to play with you someday."
Harry's eyes widened.
"Quidditch, I mean," Katie hurried on. "I was a Chaser back in Wisconsin, and Kayla was too. We were on the Junior American Quidditch team for three years running."
"Wow....." said Harry, half in amazement from their Quidditch abilities, and half because they didn't make a big deal about his identity.
At this moment two older wizards apparated in. Kayla flashed her eyes back and forth between them and Ron. "Wow, you're like brothers!"
"Wow, you're like sisters!" one of them said back.
"These are my brothers, Fred and George," said Ron.
"They're hot.....I mean uh....hey, how ya doing?" Kay said absently.
"Their blunt American ways are amusing," said one.
"Actually, they're from Japan," said Ron.
"Really?"
"No."
They both rolled their eyes. "Come. Let us play with them," said who Kayla believed to be Fred.
"They play Quidditch!" Harry said. "We should go play some right now."
"Yes!" said Fred. "Come on!"
"What about me?" said Hermione. "You know I'm terrible."
Fred and George looked at each other. "Scorekeeper," they said in unison.
Hermione rolled her eyes, and they all left the dormitories for the practice field.