Miranda woke up.

Lynn stood, stretching and yawning loudly. Wendesday. She scratched her head, blinking a few times as she tried to wake up. She quickly headed up to the dorms, changed in to a clean uniform, and left for breakfast. It was really early, so she could beat the crowds of 'fans'.

Yawning Heather spilled her porridge once more. She sighed and grasped another until she saw Lynn sit beside her. "'Ello." Heather had her head tilted on one side taking small bites.

Lynn smiled, brushing her hair back. "Hey!" She said happily. Although it was early, she was able to pull of her 'I'm-not-tired-and-I'm-ready-for-the-day,-you-should-be-too' face. She slid a single piece of buttered toast onto her plate and munched on it quickly.

Lynn stood after finishing her single piece of toast. "Alright, I'm off," She told the girls and boys, winking. "See ya, Heather!" She called, running out to the hall. She was still hungry, sure. But she couldn't eat a lot.

Heather mumbled, "See ya! How can you be so cheerful in the morning!" Lynn heard it from across the hall.

Lynn only shrugged. "I dunno," She called back. "I'm used to it by now!" She said, clutching her stomach in pain. It wasn't a big problem, she was just still hungry. She then straighten herself out again and ran off, singing.

Heather gripped her friends' arm and pointed her to a side hallway. "Listen what to do you think if I wanted to join the Quidditch team?" asked Heather. She expected a laugh but none came.

Lynn pulled Heather aside. Being a Quidditch 'expert' and star, she needed to hear about this.

"Well, what position to you like best? Maybe if you practice with me later tonight, with the rest of my team, you could prove to be Quidditch material. One of our members have left anyways," She said importantly, being the captain and Keeper.

"I'll try. It look so cool when you do a game!" said Heather.

Lynn grinned brightly. "Alright then. Meet down at the pitch tonight, ok?" And with that, she was off, a group of friends chasing after.

"Okay," uttered Heather when she was away. She slumped against the wall and let out a deep sigh.

Lynn skipped across the field later in the evening towards the Quidditch, her beloved Quidditch, fields. She sang a happy tune with her soft, yet enchanting voice, as she went, her trusty new Lightening Strike 22000 over her shoulder.

Once she reached the changing rooms, she acknowledged that she was the first to arrive. Lynn then began changing into her Quidditch uniform and gear, lastly putting on a pair of weilders type goggles over her neck. She always had goggles handy, even at school. Why? She just liked them a lot. She would fasten them over her eyes before the practice started, so for now the hung limply around her thin neck.

Lynn then sat, planning out how they'd practice today while she awaited the other's arrival.

Heather's long shadow streched across the lawn in the light of the dying sun. She sighed and took out a battered old wand that was taped over several times. "Lumos," she muttered in a tired, dried sort of voice. Her wand glowed in a soft hue around her for about ten feet.

A wooden shed towered over with a rusted sign nailed to the sliding door. 'School Quidditch Equipment' was stamped into the very core of the molded over wood. Stuffing her wand into her teeth she used both hands to shove open the door. Inside all kinds of brooms leaned against tall posts that were stuck into the ground. She grabbed one that had helped her father's friend in his school days. A Nimbus 2000.

Hefting a sigh she brandished the old broom over her head. She felt the wood of the broom and could tell it was steady enough. But what she was concerned about was if it could truly fly!

Finally when all of the others had arrived and changed, they sat, looking at young 12 year old Lynn Wood. She smirked, stretching out. "Today, after we practice a bit, we have a tryout. Her name's Heather Weasley. Not quite sure what position she's shooting for, though. Let's see if she actually has what it takes to be on our AWESOME team!" She said. "Now let's get out there." The team cheered and the filed out onto the field.

Lynn fastened her sleek goggles over her eyes. The team rose and took positions. Lynn released the balls, blew their whistle, and shot up towards the goals. "We'll wait for her to arrive," She shouted out so everyone could hear her.

Heather's stomach dropped to the bottom. The other kids would probably think she stunk so bad she could only be fit to scrub their shoes. "Oh well, at least I tried." A blinding light flashed in Heather's eyes as the stadium lights filtered on. "Hi guys." She put on a cheesy smile and expertly put a piece of her wavy red hair behind her ear. "How ya doing?" Some whispers ran through the team. Most likely comments about her broom.

"Great," she whispered to herself. Nervously she took a braided strand of her sleek hair and twirled it. Would she ever get over her fearb of these kids?

Lynn couldn't help but giggle at the broom, but soon straightened herslef out, the others falling silent. She grinned sweetly down at her friend. Flicking back a pierce of brown hair, the Keeper glanced about, then finally spoke.

"So what position are you trying out for?" She called down.

"Why not chaser?" asked Heather. Her knees began to wobble because all eyes were placed on her. Sweating she lay the broom on the ground. Her freckles shone against her pale streaked face but still she uttered, "UP!" The broom spiraled gently into her hand making her give a tiny smile. "I'm ready when ever!" With that the freaked out Weasley kicked off lightly bringing herself into the sky about level with the Grffindor team members.

Lynn looked about her, catching everyones eye. "First we'll start with the basics, I guess." Lynn said. Zach, another Chaser, threw the red ball to Lynn, who caught it with her black-gloved hands. She smiled at 5th year Zach. "Thanks. Ok, Heather, just try your best to stay alert and-" Without warning Lyn thrusted the ball sharply at Hailey, who turned to catch it just in time.

Lynn smiled at Heather, looking at the Weasley through her goggles. "You have to be ready for anything. Got it? Like what we just did. Be alert."

"Roger, captain," replied Heather with a steely grin. She fastened on her light leather gloves and pulled out her wand from her cloak. With a grin she waved it as a purple light erupted from it placing her hair in a ponytail out of her face. "Am I prepared for this better?" Placing her wand into a back pocket she gave Lynn a smile that showed all of her teeth.

"So captain, when am I going to try to get the ball?" She gave another smile that revealed her purple rubber banded braces that were bound to come off soon.

Lynn grinned absentmindedly at her cockiness. But then again, all new try out people were like this, even she, Lynn Wood, had almost broken her own leg after slipping from her broom when attempting a save.

She spun the ball in her hands. "You and our other chasers will go at it, we'll observe. Exept I'll be guarding the goals, when you try to score. We have to see if you have what it takes."

"Maybe I do," said Heather. She took out both rubber bands from her braces and stored them in her pocket. Lynn threw the ball straight into the air and Hailey reached for it but it slipped from her fingers in mid catch. Gulping Heather pulled the broom down and flew down to meet it. She was tewnty feet down when she finally caught up to it. Reaching one hand out while she caught it by mere inches. Pulling out of the dive she got hit by a bludger.

"Ohh!" She cried and the ball went down to her fingertips. Gathering up all her courage she aimed her ball at Lynn and threw it.

Lynn blinked as she got smacked by the bludger, catching her slightly off guard as the quaffle flew towards the right mort goal. Lynn reached out, catching it by barely a few inched. The look on her face, even with her goggles on, showed that she was slightly impressed.

"Next we'll do this while moving. But...did the buldger get you bad?"

"No, it more like surprised me," said Heather. She didn't want them to think she was a scaredy cat now that she had a chance of being on the team. Her chance of being on it increased because of her catching the earth born quaffle. So she wasn't as good as she thought. Oh well, Heather would just find a way to work around that.

Lynn tossed the quaffle to Cindy, the other chaser. Cindy urged her Starbolt 006 forward, shooting off swiftly. Heather was to follow. Cindy would throw her the ball, and Heather would atempt another goal. Lynn cracked her knuckles, a sickening habit she just couldn't leave behind.

Heather winched as her friend cracked her knuckles. Leaning forward her broom began approaching its speed limit. Catching up to Cindy she reached out for the ball. It came whizzing toward her knocking her in the face but she barely caught it.

Lynn giggled. Heather seemed to be a bit clumsy at times. Maybe it's her nerves. In any case, Weasley still seemed to be able to catch it, and approached her quickly. As Heather through the bright red ball, Lynn was almost sure she'd go for the left. But as Lynn reached out to the left, the Quaffle seemed to zoom away, at the center one.

It went through. Lynn removed her goggles to watch the ball thud on the ground. Her green eyes seemed to show shock, yet deep down she was impressed. "Wait one sec," She told Heather, then her and her team gathered on the ground.

"Oh that clumsy catch will probably throw me off," whimpered Heather to herself. She chewed on a fingernail as her butterflies grew in her stomach. "Will they let me on the team? I don't think I'm good enough. I don't even know why I tried. Man, I'm thinking I'm stupid at times." She let out her breath in a shivery breath.

"I did very badly." Heather hung her head as she said this. Her broom drooped to the ground slowly. It seemed to be an eternity before it hit the earth. Gripping over her head she began to make her way to the shed. She thought she knew the answer that would come from the team. For when she went to muggle school she never got to do anything. Like when she ran for Head of Student Council. That blew in her face!

The team gathered, all whispering excitedly. The beaters, Kaylie and Josh, were if-y.

"She sure does slip up a lot," Josh said. Haylie nodded. "She does mess up quite a bit. But you know, we all weren't perfect when we first got on a broom." They nodded, it seemed that this was one of her first times on a broom. Lynn's first time on one was on her second birthday, as was Josh's.

"I think she has it in her. All she needs is a bit of training." Remarked the seeker, Jason. Lynn nodded after thinking.

"Well, who thinks she joins? I'm for it." Lynn told them. Jason, Josh, and Cindy voted for her joining. Zach and Halyie shrugged, but after a minute said that Heather might be Gryffindor Chaser material.

"Yo!! Weasley!" Called Lynn wood, waving. She offered thumbs up as an answer, along with a wink.