The Fifth House
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Author's Note: I'm really hyper right now. I love sugar. This should be a happy chapter. Some Quidditch stuff will be coming into the picture a bit more… I'll try to make this chapter with a lot of dialogue. I love dialogue.
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Chapter Twenty-Four
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" yelled Kylie at breakfast. Many people in the Great Hall turned to look at her, and the hall went silent. "Don't you all have something you'd rather do then try to figure out why I'm yelling? Honestly!" she said, and sat down. Apparently, she did not like sitting at that moment, so she got up, grabbed a letter she'd been reading, and walked out of the hall.
Everyone went back to their normal conversations.
"What was that all about?" Ron asked Harry and Hermione.
"I don't know," Hermione said.
"Really?" Ron asked her. He looked amazed for some reason.
"Yes, I really don't know. Why do you look so…shocked?" Hermione asked.
"Because there is finally something in the world that you don't know," Ron said. Hermione rolled her eyes, and Ron smiled smugly.
"She'd been reading a letter," Harry said, "right before she yelled."
"I think I'll go talk to her," Hermione said.
"I don't think so!" Ron said.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"You want to find out what's wrong first, so that you can know one more thing that I don't!" Ron said accusingly.
"Ron, don't be stupid. I care about what happened to her, and I'm finished eating anyway. I've got forty minutes until Arithmancy, and you've only got ten minutes until Divination," Hermione said.
"That doesn't mean-wait, ten minutes? Come on, Harry, we've got to go!" Ron said, and hit Harry's arm. He and Harry got up and walked briskly out of the Hall, and then ran all the way to the North Tower.
* * * *
"Ah, I see unpleasant occurrences in your future," Professor Trelawney said while peering at several stones Harry had tossed on the floor.
"I wouldn't think she was healthy if she didn't," Harry said under his breath to Ron.
They were studying cleromancy, another way of predicting the future. In cleromancy, you toss objects on the ground, and the shape they form tells you something about your future. As usual, Professor Trelawney was having great fun predicting tragic events that might happen to Harry.
"Yes, this is a very unusual shape, dear. It seems to almost be an animal. But, lucky for you, it is not the Grim," Professor Trelawney said to Harry.
"What is it, though?" Ron asked Harry.
"It appears to be a dog of some sort. A wolf, even. If it is a wolf, it is worse than I expected, because wolves symbolize resident evil," Professor Trelawney said.
"Like the movie?" a voice said from behind Harry.
"What movie, or, what is a movie?" Professor Trelawney asked Kylie, who had asked the original question.
"It's a story with moving pictures that's on a screen, it's a muggle invention," Kylie explained.
"Ah, yes. I think I had a vision about one of those once…" Professor Trelawney said, looking quite distant.
"But what does that have to wolves?" Ron asked.
"There's a movie called 'Resident Evil'. I can't exactly remember, but I don't think it had anything to do with wolves," Kylie said.
"Well, muggles aren't exactly the best sort to catch on to animal symbolizations, are they?" Draco Malfoy said, looking rather bored.
"They aren't all as stupid as you think," Kylie said.
"Yes, well…I'd like to see one of them try to predict anything," Malfoy said.
"But enough of this talk! We must concentrate on the cleromatic energy flowing through the room! We have limited time in this class!" Professor Trelawney said.
"Actually, it's time to go. We have to get to Charms," Ron said.
"Beware of bad omens!" Professor Trelawney said as they scrambled down the rope ladder and back to present-day civilization.
* * * *
Before Divination class, after breakfast
"Hi Kylie," Hermione said as she walked out of the Great Hall.
"Hi Hermione," Kylie said.
"So, I was just wondering, is there any reason that you yelled out during breakfast? You don't have to tell me if it's something personal," Hermione said.
"Well, I'd rather not say exactly what was in it. It was a just a letter from someone I know, they were telling me that I have to do something that I really don't want to go through with. It's nothing bad, just annoying," Kylie said.
"Oh, okay. I was just worried, that's all," Hermione said. "Bye."
"Bye Hermione," Kylie said.
"Oh, and whatever it is that you have to do, I hope it's not as bad as you think," Hermione said.
"Thanks, bye," Kylie said smiling. Hermione walked toward the Arithmancy classroom.
"Why can't I just tell people things?" Kylie asked herself. She groaned slightly at her annoying habit of extreme secrecy and got up. She dusted off her robes and walked to the Divination classroom.
* * * *
"Wonderful day for Quidditch, isn't it Harry?" Fred Weasley asked Harry when they were at the Quidditch pitch on November 20. It was tryout day.
"The wind is sharp, the temperature's cool, the ground is hard; all the elements for a good day of Quidditch, "George Weasley said.
The Gryffindor Quidditch team was watching the end of the Hufflepuff tryouts. There were only six players, however, because they needed a new keeper.
The team talked for about ten minutes about the upcoming season.
"Yeah, we're starting late this year, because of the pitch changes and all that," George said to the team.
"It's such a pity about the pitch. This pitch is fine, but it's hard to get used to," Katie Bell said.
"Yeah, and just look at all of the places the Snitch could hide in! The matches could take ages!" Angelina Johnson said, and gestured to the walls of the old pitch.
"Well, it's a disadvantage for all the teams. No one's been to this pitch, unless the Slytherins are hiding something from us…" Fred said.
"We'll just have to try to make the best of it, I guess. I mean, we have to put up with this pitch for the season," Alicia Spinnet said.
"It might not be so bad. You have to admit, it is a cool-looking pitch," Fred said.
Harry looked around. It was interesting looking.
"Hey, the Hufflepuffs are done now," Harry said when he saw the yellow-robed players clearing the field.
"Okay, team, let's do this," George said.
For only one available position, there were a lot of people trying out. Harry only knew about half of them, and half of the ones he knew were just by face or name.
"This is how it's going to work. We're going to put you guys into groups of seven, and you'll each be given a position. Then two groups at a time will play each other, and we'll have you guys switching positions. If you don't really want a certain position, but it's the only one open, it's okay because we could use some reserve players for those of us who are more injury-prone," George said, and he looked right at Harry, smiling, while saying the last part. Harry laughed.
Overall, the players were mediocre. Some of them were very good, others could use a deal of help, and some were fairly good. In the end, each player on the team had written a bunch of notes on which players trying out were the best for each position.
"Neville really surprised me, I never thought of him as the type to be any good at Quidditch," Angelina said.
"He'd be a good keeper, I think, because he can block things well. But I think he's hopeless at being a reserve chaser. I saw a few players who'd be good reserves for Chasers, though…" Alicia said, and went off in a conversation with Katie and Angelina about the finer points of being a chaser.
"But I did not see one person who'd make a half-good reserve seeker," Fred announced.
"I didn't see anyone either. I didn't see anyone who looked like they were really interested in the position, either," Katie said.
"It's true. There weren't any outstanding seekers on the field," Angelina said.
"Which is unfortunate, because Harry just happens to be the one who all the world is out to harm," George said jokingly. It may have been a joke, but Harry realized that it was true.
"You'll just have to not get hurt this season, Harry," Fred said to him smiling.
"I'll try," Harry said.
"Hey, look! The Slytherins are having their tryouts next, I think we should take a break from this to see the competition," Fred said.
Harry was scanning the field to look for anyone that seemed to be every good.
"Hey, isn't she your friend, Harry?" Fred asked, and pointed to a girl on the pitch.
"Yeah, that's Kylie," Harry said.
"Is she any good?" Fred asked him.
"I dunno," Harry said honestly.
Kylie was trying out to be a beater. She actually turned out to be quite good. Harry talked to her after the tryouts ended.
"Hi Kylie," he said.
"Hey Harry, what's up? Trying to find a keeper to live up to your old keeper's expectations? I heard he was quite a captain…" she said smiling.
"Yeah, well a few people looked pretty good out there," Harry said, surveying the pitch. "You didn't do too bad."
"I didn't? Darn!" Kylie said.
"You wanted to do badly?" Harry asked her.
"Yeah, it's kind of a long story, though. Maybe I'll tell you some other time. But, did I look like I could have made the team?" Kylie asked, looking hopeful.
"Unfortunately for you and me, yes," Harry said.
"You don't want me to make the team?" Kylie asked, looking confused.
"I don't want to have to play against you. If you said you were trying to do badly, then you must be really good during a game," Harry said matter-of-factly.
"Well, it's not the first time I've played Quidditch. I played at my old school, too."
"Kylie, what are you doing?" asked a voice from behind them.
Harry and Kylie turned around to see Draco Malfoy. He looked annoyed.
"I'm talking to my friend. Is that a problem?" Kylie asked.
"It wouldn't be if your 'friend' wasn't a Gryffindor," Malfoy said.
"So, you wouldn't hate Harry if he was a… Ravenclaw? And how is it your problem anyway?"
"It's my problem because I don't want players on my team talking to Gryffindors," Malfoy said.
"So, I made the team?" Kylie asked, looking sad.
"Yes. Practice starts tomorrow," Malfoy said. He walked away.
Kylie kicked a rock. "Not fair."
"I've got to go, Kylie. See you at dinner," Harry said.
"Bye," Kylie said.
Harry walked away, and Kylie pulled out a letter from her robes. She looked at it, and walked towards the castle.
Curtains Close!
Author's Note: That chapter took me weeks to write! It was almost killing me!
Words of Wisdom: "Fiction is the art of all things that people don't want to see proven."
~ the Pendragon
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