A/N: SunnyDae was right! It was from the Newsies. I love that movie too. Sunny, this chapter is for you and please read my Newsies story and tell me what you think. QUIDDITCH TRY-OUTS

            "What? At least I will be remembered. I will do something no other student has done before! I will… conquer the land of mischief-makers!" 

            "Cut the crap. All you will do is get another Howler. I actually have ambitions. I plan to become Prefect, then Head Girl. After Hogwarts, I'll train to be a Healer." Lily said.

            "I'm gonna go on and play Quidditch for England." Bridget piped up.

            "You are a good two shoes."

            "Troublemaker." Lily responded

            "Little Miss Priss."

            "Moron."

            "Red head."
            "Bed head."

            "Midget."

            "Ding dong."

            "Is that the best you can do? That was so pathetic, I can laugh." Sirius replied, laughing.

            "Oh, yeah? Well laugh now." Lily responded, punching him in the stomach.

            "Ooff!" Sirius gasped as he got the wind knocked out of him.

            "What did you learn from this, Sirius? Emily asked.

            "You don't want to mess with red-head midgets named Lily; they hit hard." Sirius answered. Lily just gave him a dirty glare and turned toward James.

            "Hey, James."

            "What?"

            "Quidditch tryouts are next Saturday. Chasers, you are a Chaser, right? Well, they try out at 2 in the afternoon." Lily said.

            "Well, duh. Of course in the afternoon. I don't think anyone is crazy enough to make people try out at 2 in the morning." James said, sarcastically.

            "You haven't met George Wood then." Sirius said darkly. "He makes us run at 5:30 in the morning on Saturdays! I can't wait till he graduates."

            "Well, it'll be good exercise." James said optimistically.
            "Sure. Whatever. Exercise my butt."

            "Sirius, I'm still mad at you." Lily said out of the blue.

            "I didn't realize that you were mad at me. I thought that you just wanted to punch me." Sirius replied, surprised.

            "Why are you mad at him?"

            "He called me a midget." Lily answered simply.

            "Well… no offense, Lils, but you are short." James responded. Lily tackled him and James went tumbling off the couch. They rolled around for a few moments until they heard an amused voice from the bottom of the stairs.

            "James Potter, are you hurtin' my goil?" Ross asked in a fake Brooklyn accent. "And Miss Lily. Are you cheating on me?" He immediately switched to a proper gentleman from the king's court.

            Lily grinned. "Now why would I do that? We are just friends. We can't be more than that." (A/N: My my, how wrong she is! LOL) James hastily got up and helped Lily up.

            "Nah, wouldn't dream of doing that. She's your girl. I've got to find myself one." James said. Unfortunately, Samira overheard.

            "Jamesie. I mean, James. Did you say that you are looking for a girlfriend? I have the perfect qualities. I'm cute, rich, funny, smart, loyal, good looking, and most importantly, I'm single."

            "Wow Sam… You don't mind if I call you that? Well, Samira. Those are excellent qualities. I'm looking for them in my girlfriend too. But there is just one teensy tiny problemo. You lack all those qualities." And he took off out of the Common Room.

            "Wow, that was harsh. Real harsh. I'm gonna see if she's okay." Lily said, getting up from her current position on Ross's lap.

            "Samira. Are you all right?

            "What do you want? I know you are friends with him." Samira responded rudely.

            "I know, but that was really mean even if he doesn't want to go out with you. Don't worry, he'll pay." Lily persisted.

            "Oh, alright. But that doesn't mean that now all of a sudden we're friends."

            "I wouldn't dream of it." Lily replied, grinning.

            That Friday they were to have their first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.

            "Who's the new Defense teacher? Leocapri left last year for Africa."

            "I don't know. I heard that it was a woman." Everyone was whispering before their first lesson. A medium-sized woman with light green eyes and curly blonde hair opened the door.

            "Hello class. My name is Professor Summer Conlon. Choose a seat. You may sit with whomever you wish, but I ask you to stay in you chosen seat for the rest of term." The woman said as everyone sat with their own friends. "Well, I'd like to get to know you all better so after I call your name, please tell me if you have a preferred nickname and a little bit about yourself."

            "Sirius Black"

            Sirius stood up. "Sirius is fine. I love playing jokes on Slytherins and I also love girls." He replied, grinning.

            "That's… uh, wonderful. Desirae Cougar. A girl with reddish-brown hair stood up and told them about herself.

            "Lillian Evans."

            "Call me Lily. Well, I have a dog, I'm in Gryffindor, and I'm a cheerleader. That's about it, I guess." It went on like that for the whole period. They finished five minutes before the bell so Professor Conlon let them talk.

            Saturday dawned bright and warm. Sirius, Remus, Ross, and James were at the Quidditch pitch flying around by 9:30.

            "Do you think he'll make it?" Lily asked Emily who was outside with her, watching the boys soaring in the air.

            Emily shielded her eyes against the sunlight. "Probably. I don't know who else is trying out, but he seems pretty good."

            "Yeah… Ok. This is really boring. Do you want to go do something?"

            "What?"

            "Anything."

            "Fine, let's go… to the kitchens." Emily decided.

            "Great. There'll be some entertainment there.

            As they were leaving, a voice cried out in pain, "OW! My arm!!" Remus shouted, zooming off towards the ground.

            "Remus? Are you okay?" Emily cried, running over to where he sat on the grass.

            He winced. "Sirius hit a Bludger at me and I didn't see it. I think my arm's broken." They took him to the hospital wing where the nurse made him get some rest. Soon it was time for James to go try out.

            "Okay. All of you are trying out for the Chaser position, correct? If you are not, please leave."  George Wood, the Gryffindor Captain shouted. "First, line up in order from second year to seventh. We will go in order. You will try to get the Quaffle past me and into the hoop by yourself. Then the two other Chasers will work with you so we can see how good you are working together with them. Results will be posted on Monday."

            James was the third one to go up. He did pretty well; he got 9 out of the 10 in and he did great with the other two Chasers. 

            "Great! Next." Wood yelled when James landed. After tryouts, James went up to Kelly Kaiser, one of the Chasers.

            "Hey, Kelly. Do you think that you'd like to go to Hogsmeade with me?" James asked casually.

            "Go to Hogsmeade with the famous James Potter? On a date?" She asked, flirting.

            "Famous? Me? If you say so. So, what is it? Yes or no?" James asked impatiently.

            "Why not. Only I have to get some stuff for my sister's birthday so at noon I gotta go." Kelly replied.

            "Okay. So does your sister go to Hogwarts?" James asked, walking Kelly towards the castle.

            "No, I'm Muggle born."

            "Oh. Cool. I'll bet you were shocked when you found out you were a witch." James said.

            "Yeah. I was. Well see you later." She said, going toward the library as James climbed into the Gryffindor common room.

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