Chapter 3: flying in air
Lily's p.o.v.
I was walking down to the pitch with Remus right next to me. When we got closer I saw that there were about 10 people there to try out for the spot as Gryffindor chaser along with the team there to make the decision of who would be the person to fill the spot. For some reason, I wasn't nervous. I was actually quit confident. Remus went to sit in the stands to watch and I went to join the line of people who would be trying out. The Gryffindor team came and stood in front of us. "All right," said the Nicholas Smith, who was the captain of the team. "As you know, your hear to try out for the position of chaser." "Chaser?" asked a third year," You mean this isn't the debate team?" Everyone stared at him. "Umm...no...." Nicholas said. "Oh, ok then. Bye." Said the weird third year and walked back to the castle with strange looks following him. "Ok then....Lets start this thing." They started to call people, where they would have the other two chasers pass the quaffel to the person trying out and have them try to get the ball by the keeper into one of the hoops. About half of them have already gone up and now it was my turn. "Lily Evans." Called Nicholas. Sirius, who was a beater, smiled and gave me the thumbs up. Potter, on the other hand, glared at me for even being here. Well then, I guess I have another reason to add to my list of why I want to make the team. Here's my list:
1. I like quiditch. 2. Potter thinks I'm to girlie. 3. Potter doesn't want me to. 4. I like to play quiditch.
Yea, I know that the last one is like the same exact thing of the first one, but I needed to add something else so my list isn't basically revolved around Potter. Now things even out. Shut up, I'm not that stubborn. Anyways, back to the try outs.... I mounted my broom and flew into the air – Isn't that such a funny expression? 'fly INTO the air'. You're already in it. Isn't that so stupid? Oh, sorry.... – with the rest of the team. One of the chasers threw me the quaffel and I caught it. I threw it to the other chaser who was closest to the hoops. He caught it and I flew IN THE AIR cough closer to the hoops and he threw it back to me. I got even closer to the three hoops and threw it into the left one. I heard everyone on the ground clap and Sirius cheer. I looked down and saw him jumping around and hugging everyone. He's such a freak, but in a good way. I think.... Well most of the time any ways. So we continued throwing around the quaffel some more and stuff and then Nicholas called us back down. "Great job, Evans, that was really good." He told me when I hit the ground. Notice I'm STILL IN THE AIR. Yes, I can still breathe. I walked over to the marauders and two out of three of them gave me a hug. I'll give you one guess for which one didn't give me one. Duuuuuuuh like that takes a rocket scientist to figure out. Potter just stood there looking really grumpy. "Well, Potter, how'd I do? Was it to 'girlie' for you?" I asked him. Although the look on his face said it all. Now I know you obviously can't see his face, so this is what looked like was stamped on his forehead: I WAS WRONG Ooooh, that made my day. The news of whoever made Gryffindor chaser wouldn't be posted till tomorrow in the common room so I went back up to the castle to get ready for dinner. When tryouts were done, Sirius, Remus, and Potter came back to the castle, changed to their normal clothes, and we left to the great hall for dinner. "You did pretty good today, Evans." I stopped in my tracks. So did Sirius and Remus. Whooa Potter just gave me a compliment. And on his OWN FREE WILL!!! Now that's something you don't see everyday. "Umm... thanks, Potter." We just stared at each other. Clearly we were both completely confused of where all this was coming from. I heard Sirius whisper to Remus, "Remus, the world is turning upside down. What do we do?" Potter was first to break out of this little trance thing.
James's p.o.v.
"Well, come on guys. Let's go to dinner." I said. Wow that was really weird. I complimented Evans and then she didn't even throw something at me. Don't ask me why I even said she was good at quidditch cause I don't even know. It just came out. Something tells me, things are gonna get a little freaky around here.
Lily's p.o.v.
I was walking down to the pitch with Remus right next to me. When we got closer I saw that there were about 10 people there to try out for the spot as Gryffindor chaser along with the team there to make the decision of who would be the person to fill the spot. For some reason, I wasn't nervous. I was actually quit confident. Remus went to sit in the stands to watch and I went to join the line of people who would be trying out. The Gryffindor team came and stood in front of us. "All right," said the Nicholas Smith, who was the captain of the team. "As you know, your hear to try out for the position of chaser." "Chaser?" asked a third year," You mean this isn't the debate team?" Everyone stared at him. "Umm...no...." Nicholas said. "Oh, ok then. Bye." Said the weird third year and walked back to the castle with strange looks following him. "Ok then....Lets start this thing." They started to call people, where they would have the other two chasers pass the quaffel to the person trying out and have them try to get the ball by the keeper into one of the hoops. About half of them have already gone up and now it was my turn. "Lily Evans." Called Nicholas. Sirius, who was a beater, smiled and gave me the thumbs up. Potter, on the other hand, glared at me for even being here. Well then, I guess I have another reason to add to my list of why I want to make the team. Here's my list:
1. I like quiditch. 2. Potter thinks I'm to girlie. 3. Potter doesn't want me to. 4. I like to play quiditch.
Yea, I know that the last one is like the same exact thing of the first one, but I needed to add something else so my list isn't basically revolved around Potter. Now things even out. Shut up, I'm not that stubborn. Anyways, back to the try outs.... I mounted my broom and flew into the air – Isn't that such a funny expression? 'fly INTO the air'. You're already in it. Isn't that so stupid? Oh, sorry.... – with the rest of the team. One of the chasers threw me the quaffel and I caught it. I threw it to the other chaser who was closest to the hoops. He caught it and I flew IN THE AIR cough closer to the hoops and he threw it back to me. I got even closer to the three hoops and threw it into the left one. I heard everyone on the ground clap and Sirius cheer. I looked down and saw him jumping around and hugging everyone. He's such a freak, but in a good way. I think.... Well most of the time any ways. So we continued throwing around the quaffel some more and stuff and then Nicholas called us back down. "Great job, Evans, that was really good." He told me when I hit the ground. Notice I'm STILL IN THE AIR. Yes, I can still breathe. I walked over to the marauders and two out of three of them gave me a hug. I'll give you one guess for which one didn't give me one. Duuuuuuuh like that takes a rocket scientist to figure out. Potter just stood there looking really grumpy. "Well, Potter, how'd I do? Was it to 'girlie' for you?" I asked him. Although the look on his face said it all. Now I know you obviously can't see his face, so this is what looked like was stamped on his forehead: I WAS WRONG Ooooh, that made my day. The news of whoever made Gryffindor chaser wouldn't be posted till tomorrow in the common room so I went back up to the castle to get ready for dinner. When tryouts were done, Sirius, Remus, and Potter came back to the castle, changed to their normal clothes, and we left to the great hall for dinner. "You did pretty good today, Evans." I stopped in my tracks. So did Sirius and Remus. Whooa Potter just gave me a compliment. And on his OWN FREE WILL!!! Now that's something you don't see everyday. "Umm... thanks, Potter." We just stared at each other. Clearly we were both completely confused of where all this was coming from. I heard Sirius whisper to Remus, "Remus, the world is turning upside down. What do we do?" Potter was first to break out of this little trance thing.
James's p.o.v.
"Well, come on guys. Let's go to dinner." I said. Wow that was really weird. I complimented Evans and then she didn't even throw something at me. Don't ask me why I even said she was good at quidditch cause I don't even know. It just came out. Something tells me, things are gonna get a little freaky around here.