Hi everybody!!!!  I'm back once again!!!!!!!  I'm sure you're just all so excited!!!!!!  This is now chapter fourteen, aren't you all happy…well…let's just not answer that.

Okay, the question that I put in chapter thirteen, at the beginning, has now been answered with a yes!!!!!  That means that therefore I will be instituting Draco in later chapters…and make him their friend…slowly.  Very slowly.

Thanks to all of my faithful reviewers!!!!!  I love you guys!!!  Ah, and Arizosa has broken the longest review record.  Probably also the amount I've gotten from anybody.

            The bang echoed throughout the pitch.  Everybody turned to where the noise had come from.  Those from the Underground drew out their wands…until they saw what had caused the noise.  Severus Snape, a.k.a., Sunny Stewart had 'gracefully' jumped over the last row of stands and into the pitch, causing what appeared to be a small crater.  Then, out of nowhere, Art Westin appeared in a tutu and the two began to do the 'Swan Dance'. (That was for Arizosa!!!  Thank you!!!).

            Ron…did you?

            No, Harry…

            Meggie, did you?

            Nope…

            Then who…Sirius?

             No, sorry, Harry.

            Arabella?

            No way.

            Bill?

            Huh?

            Obviously not…Charlie?

            Negative.

            Then…HERMIONE?????

            Whoopsie…

            Wow, 'mione, didn't know you had it in you!

            I'll take that as a compliment Ron.  And don't call me 'mione.

            "What is the meaning of this!!!!????!!!!!!" came Fudge's voice.  The short man had worked his way down.  His face was beat red, and for some reason Harry was reminded of Uncle Vernon.  Moving his attention away from Fudge's purpling face, Harry turned towards the dancing duo.  They were now working their way through The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies.  It kind of gave him an idea of what Dudley would have looked like if Aunt Petunia had succeeded in getting him to take ballet.  Unfortunately, Vernon had called it sissy stuff.  Instead, he had tried to get Dudley to take martial arts.  But, everyone had directed them to the same place; The School of Sumo Wrestling.

            "This is an outrage, an absolute disgrace!!!!!!"

            Potter…

            Professor?

            Stop this now!!

            They stopped dancing.  All of a sudden two boys jumped out of the stands.  They were obviously brothers, and both had black hair.  It was Buz and Chad.  All four boys immediately did cheerleading stunts with Sunny as the fly.

            It wasn't me!!!!

            Oh, I'm so sure, Potter.

            It wasn't!!!!!!!!

            Thought I'd join in.

            Coming from you, Meggie, that seems like a threat.

            "Can't you four act your age?!"

            Better get them out of here, Harry.

            Good idea.

            The four 'cheerleaders' disappeared.  "And…WHERE DID THEY GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!???????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  As Fudge went through a mental breakdown, Meggie had come down, and Krum had appeared.  Aidan Lynch joined them, and the three walked down the field.

            "Harry, you are such a show off."

            "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

            "I'm not sure yet.  I'll get back to you later on it."

            "Gee, thanks, Maggie.  Hey, Viktor, nice job, and you too Mr. Lynch."

            "Aidan, please.  Where did you learn to fly like that?"

            "I was bored this summer.  You see, I spent the whole summer at Hogwarts, and it wasn't like I was going to go play games with the professors.  So, I practiced a lot."

            "You know that you could get on a professional team?"

            "He has been able to get on a professional team since first year."

            "Gee, thanks Maggie."

            "Hey, do vou guys vant to get somefing to eat?"

            "Great idea."

            That night Harry and Meggie were thoroughly full.  They had spent the rest of the day with Krum and Lynch, and found that both of them liked to eat as much as they did.  After Harry had had six plates, Meggie had told him he was fat, and had had to run as fast as she could in the opposite direction.  When Harry had stated that Viktor had had six plates, and Aidan seven, he had had to run faster than Meggie had to stay alive. 

            Both retired to their separate rooms in the tent, and collapsed into bed, exhausted.

            The next day was spent much the same way.  Meggie and Harry had become very good friends already with Viktor and Aidan, and spent all their free time with them.  They found that Viktor and Aidan were both a bit of pranksters, and enjoyed the catastrophes they caused.

            Romania's team had been flying around when all of a sudden their brooms all turned into spaghetti.  The Chudley Cannon's brooms turned into giant cannons, and Puddlemore United were all of a sudden riding airplanes.  The Wasps were chased by a full hive of wasps, and Fudge turned into a large piece of fudge.

            That night at dinner the four were discussing animatedly what had happened.  "Did vou see the Vasps fly?"

            "Gee, they went awful fast."

            "And did you see the way Romania looked?"

            "Yeah, like a bunch of wet noodles!!!"  This brought around a fresh bout of laughter. 

            "I wonder who made those people do that stuff yesterday," mused Lynch suddenly.

            "I sure don't," said Harry.

            "You know who?"

            "Yes."

            "Who?"

            "Well…"

            "Who?"

            "Well…"

            "TELL!!!!!!!!!"

            "Well…"

            "PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

            "Okay…" Simultaneously Meggie and Harry said, "IT WAS HER/HIS FAULT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

            "Vou did it?"

            "NO, HE/SHE DID IT!!!!!!!"

            "So you both did it?"  They nodded.  "You guys must get top marks, because I haven't seen anything that ingenious in a long time."

            "Top marks?" asked Meggie.  "In what, slacking off?"

            That night Krum and Lynch joined them in their tent.  The four sat on the floor, spread out, and talking.

            "So, I was thinking…"

            "Amazing."

            "Shut up, Maggie."

            "Ladies first."  *pause*

            "HEY!!!! You just called me a girl!!"

            "Wow, that took you no more than a minute!!! You've broken your record!!!"

            "So, anyway, I was think of turning every team into the object or objects that they represent."

            "You mean, like turning the Appleby Arrows into apples and their brooms into arrows?" asked Lynch.

            "Exactly Aidan!!!  Think, the Caerphilly Catapults, we turn their brooms into catapults, and zing!!!  They land in the crowd.  The Chudley Cannons can be shot out of cannons!   And the Tutshill Tornados!!!  Think about what we could do to them!!!!  And the…do you hear something?

            "No," said Aidan.

            "Shh…" hissed Meggie.  There it was.  In the distance was a piercing scream.

There you go!!!!  Another cliffie, just don't fall off, wouldn't want you to die or anything.  Just R/R and you'll make my day!!!!

Oh, here is a warning ahead of time.  I'm going out of the country on the 19th and won't be back till the 27th, and then high school starts the 28th for me, so I won't be able to update for a bit after the 19th.