Chapter Fifteen
New Seeker
(There is this little guy holding two swords. The camera goes besides him (he doesn't have a good enough part in this movie, he deserves one) and we see the class ready for their first flying class. Madam Hooch is walking right between the two rows of students.)
Madam Hooch:
Good afternoon, class.
Class:
Good afternoon, Madam Hooch.
Hooch:
Good afternoon, Amanda. Good afternoon.
(What makes Amanda special from the rest of the class and how does she know Amanda's name?)
Hooch:
Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well? What are you waiting for, you should know what to do.
(Everyone stares at her.)
Hooch:
(sigh)
First years...Step up to your broomstick. Come on, hurry up.
(oh great another Percy)
Stick your hand over the broom and say "¡ARRIBA!".
(Everyone steps up to the broom and shouts "¡Arriba!" Right when Harry shouts it, the broom comes directly into his hands, a little too powerful, and knocks him down. Everyone laughs, he gets up with the broomstick still in his hands...HA! It takes "Bond" two times! Poor Ronnie and Hermione can't get their broom to come up.)
Hooch:
With feeling!
(We see from her perspective. About 5 people have brooms in their hands, but all the others are slightly hovering. Hermione tries about 16 different "feelings" before it pops up in her hand. Ron says "¡arriba!" and is smacks him hard in the head.)
Ron:
Wicked.
(Ok, enough of this...let's move on.)
Hooch:
Alright. Once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it.
(Everyone mounts their brooms.)
Hooch:
Grip it tightly. You don't want to slide off, but if you do...no, for another day. When I blow my whistle, I want you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle. Three, two...
(She blows her whistle. Nobody kicks off, but Neville begins to hover in the air, his broom out of control. He starts zoom around all over the place, his broom hitting walls. Aww, to bad this guy's animated. It would be pretty cool if it was the real person. He keeps hitting walls, oh.,.ah...ow...oh...he zooms back down and heads straight toward his class mates. Hooch tries to stop him, but fails and dives, weeeeee, out of the way. The other students run, ahhhhh! He finally gets caught on something sharp. His robes begin to tear and he falls. What's left of his robes get caught on something else that's sharp. Finally, his robes just get caught and he falls off.)
Hooch:
Everyone out of the way!
(She runs toward Neville. She is about to pick him up when she picks up his arm and he starts screaming.)
Hooch:
I see...a broke wrist...tsk tsk tsk.
(Malfoy turns around and sees that Neville has dropped his Remembrall).
Hooch:
Everyone is to keep on the ground while I take him to the hospital wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air that person will find themselves expelled from Hogwarts before they can say Quidditch.
(As Hooch walks away, Malfoy, or Bond, takes her place.)
Malfoy:
Did you see his face? I bet if has given this a squeeze he would have remembered to fall on his fat arse...what the heck? Is arse British?
(About 6 kids nodded their head)
Malfoy:
Ok.
Harry:
Give it here, Malfoy!
(Malfoy stares at Harry. Thinking: You missed your cue, Potter.)
Malfoy:
Um...ok...
(Malfoy is about to hand it to Harry when Harry goes racing off on the broom. Malfoy is really scared. He gets on the broom, not high, and throws it hard. .he has SUPER STRENGTH!! Harry goes racing after it. It is about to hit McGonagall's window but our hero catches it in time. McGonagall is very impressed. She gets up and leaves to get...HARRY POTTER...MUHAHAHAHAHAHA...wait...where am I? Oh yeah, Harry flies back to his classmates shaking the Remembrall. Nobody cheers. He shakes it again. Nobody cheers. He shakes it again and now they all cheer running after him. He lands and is surrounded by people.
Hermione:
That was brilliant, Harry!
Ron:
Yeah! That was wicked!!
McGonagall:
Harry Potter!
(The cheering stops and everyone looks at McGonagall)
McGonagall:
Come with me.
(She leads him to a classroom.)
McGonagall:
Wait here.
(Harry waits there...duh...while she goes into the room.)
McGonagall:
Excuse me, Professor Quirrell. May I borrow Wood for a moment?
(Quirrell his holding an iguana...but why?)
Quirrell:
Yes...of course...
((Yay!! I wuv you, Wood!) Oliver Wood gets up and walks to McGonagall)
McGonagall:
Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I've found you a Seeker.
(Harry looks scared. Like, what is a Seeker? Does it hurt? Now we see the hall ways with students going from class to class. Nick and the Grey Lady come out of the wall.)
Nick:
Have you heard? Harry Potter's the new Gryffindor Seeker. I always knew he would do well...even thought I haven't really known him for a while...
(They fly away...caw...caw...caw. Ron and Harry come out of a class.)
Ron:
Seeker? But first years never make the house teams. You must be the youngest player in...
Harry:
A century.
Ron:
Wicked.
Fred...or maybe George...:
Well done, Harry! Wood just told us.
Ron:
Fred and George are on the team too. They're Beaters.
George...or maybe Fred...:
Our job is to make sure you don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises. Rough game, Quidditch.
Fred...or maybe George...:
But no one's died in years. Someone vanishes occasionally.
George...or maybe Fred...:
But they'll turn up in a month or two!
(The twins run off, laughing insanely. Harry is really worried.)
Ron:
Oh forget them, Harry. Quidditch is great! Best game there is, and you'll be great too.
(Hermione is in some study group but gets up and runs off to join Ron and Harry.)
Harry:
I've never played. What if I make a fool of myself?
Hermione:
You will make a fool of yourself it's in your blood.
((I've always thought that she said that he will make a fool of himself until I watched it with the captions on...then I felt really stupid) Hermione takes them to a trophy case and points to something. It's a Gryffindor trophy, well duh, it's in the trophy case, it says "Seeker: James Potter" (which is a total mistake, Harry's dad was a Chaser...thank you and have a nice day.))
Ron:
You never told me your father was a Seeker.
(ahem, Chaser)
Harry:
I didn't know.
A/N: YAY! That's all for Chapter Fifteen: New Seeker. Next is Chapter Sixteen: Three-headed Sentinel. YAY!! FLUFFY!! WOO!!!