Chapter Four
Out at the practice field, there was much debate on how to divide into teams.
"We're together!" said Fred and George.
"I want to be on their team!" Kay piped up.
"Well I'm with Harry and Ron then," said Katie. "We'd best get our brooms from the storage room."
"What about you two?" asked Harry. "Are you just going to borrow some?"
"No," said Kayla. "We've already brought them out here."
They walked to the storage room, where they saw two Horndog 5000's shining in the corner. Everyone's mouth dropped. "You....have Horndogs?" asked Harry in amazement.
"Yep. Can only get them in America."
Fred took a closer look at Kayla's broom. "What's that inscribed on it?"
"The Dairy Curdler. We are from Wisconsin, you know....."
He turned to look at Katie's. "The Pork Loafer? That has nothing to do with Wisconsin....."
"But it has everything to do with me," Katie smirked.
"Do I want to know?"
"No."
"Right.....well lets get on out there."
A heated Quidditch game followed. For the middle of winter, this was an accomplishment. By the time it had gotten dark outside, both teams were tied.
"Can we call this a truce and finish it tomorrow?" asked Harry.
"Sure," replied Kayla whilst hanging upside-down on her broomstick. "We'll finish your whoopin' tomorrow."
"Excuse me I believe you were being whooped," said Katie while doing chin- ups with her broom in mid-air.
"You're team asked for the truce," Kay said while doing squat thrusts.
"Only because we'd like to draw out our victory as long as possible," said Katie, standing and surfing on her broom.
"What's with all this aerobics?" asked Ron.
"I dunno, it seemed like a good idea at the time," Katie said whilst running in place on the broom.
"So did the atomic bomb," Kayla shrugged while trying to get Fred to hold her feet down to do sit-ups.
"Let's just go now," yelled Hermione from the ground, hopping in a jumping- jack manner. "You guys are dragging it on and on."
Kayla pouted. "Okay....."
They all landed, put up their brooms, and headed back to the dormitories once more......Kay muttering about turnips all the while under her breath.....
Out at the practice field, there was much debate on how to divide into teams.
"We're together!" said Fred and George.
"I want to be on their team!" Kay piped up.
"Well I'm with Harry and Ron then," said Katie. "We'd best get our brooms from the storage room."
"What about you two?" asked Harry. "Are you just going to borrow some?"
"No," said Kayla. "We've already brought them out here."
They walked to the storage room, where they saw two Horndog 5000's shining in the corner. Everyone's mouth dropped. "You....have Horndogs?" asked Harry in amazement.
"Yep. Can only get them in America."
Fred took a closer look at Kayla's broom. "What's that inscribed on it?"
"The Dairy Curdler. We are from Wisconsin, you know....."
He turned to look at Katie's. "The Pork Loafer? That has nothing to do with Wisconsin....."
"But it has everything to do with me," Katie smirked.
"Do I want to know?"
"No."
"Right.....well lets get on out there."
A heated Quidditch game followed. For the middle of winter, this was an accomplishment. By the time it had gotten dark outside, both teams were tied.
"Can we call this a truce and finish it tomorrow?" asked Harry.
"Sure," replied Kayla whilst hanging upside-down on her broomstick. "We'll finish your whoopin' tomorrow."
"Excuse me I believe you were being whooped," said Katie while doing chin- ups with her broom in mid-air.
"You're team asked for the truce," Kay said while doing squat thrusts.
"Only because we'd like to draw out our victory as long as possible," said Katie, standing and surfing on her broom.
"What's with all this aerobics?" asked Ron.
"I dunno, it seemed like a good idea at the time," Katie said whilst running in place on the broom.
"So did the atomic bomb," Kayla shrugged while trying to get Fred to hold her feet down to do sit-ups.
"Let's just go now," yelled Hermione from the ground, hopping in a jumping- jack manner. "You guys are dragging it on and on."
Kayla pouted. "Okay....."
They all landed, put up their brooms, and headed back to the dormitories once more......Kay muttering about turnips all the while under her breath.....