Just so you know, Angelina graduated a year later than Fred and George, in
my little world. In the book, I think they were in the same year, but I
never wrote about Quiddich in my last story, so I'm saying that this is the
first year without Angelina, and they need to choose a new Quiddich
Captain.
Number 2: In the fifth book, they got a few new people on the Quiddich
team. The team was Harry, Fred, George, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia. They
got Ron, then they lost Fred and George and Harry and gained Ginny and two
other people. Who the hell were they? Now that Fred, George, Angelina,
Katie, and Alicia have graduated, they need new people. but they already
have one, and I can't remember his/her name! Can someone please tell me,
because I don't own the fifth book, and I can't look.
Thanks!
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The next morning, Harry woke up feeling happier than he had in a long time. He walked down to the common room, trying to stop himself from putting all his thoughts into a letter for Cho.
He sat down, wanting to write to her anyway. Crookshanks curled up on his lap, purring.
Dear Cho:
How is everything going there? I'm doing pretty well. They said that Quiddich practices will be allowed to start soon, I can't wait. School's going pretty well, I guess. This seems so stupid. I can't think of anything new to say, I just saw you yesterday!
I hope I think of something interesting to say for next time,
Love, Harry
He looked over the letter, making sure he hadn't accidentally mentioned Sirius. He hadn't, so he sent Hedwig off with it.
"Harry!" He heard someone call his name. He turned around, and saw Ginny running up to him. "Harry! Quiddich is starting soon, we need to hold tryouts for a new team!"
Harry looked at her, confused. "What do you mean, new team?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Angelina, Alicia, and Katie graduated last year. We need to get three more players. And we need a new captain." She narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Harry asked, walking down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"I think you should do it."
Harry sped up. "No."
Ginny was now jogging to keep up with him. "Why not? You'd be good!"
"Because. . . well, I'm already Head Boy, which is a lot of work, and I have my N.E.W.T. classes. I can't do that much!"
"Harry, you took N.E.W.T. courses, were a teacher, and led an army! You can be a perfectly good Quiddich Captain as well."
Harry stopped and spun around, causing Ginny to almost crash into him. "Look, I don't think I'd be able to help that much, I shouldn't be the one to do it. I'm not Captain material."
Ginny put her hands on his shoulders. "Harry, you have been on this team longer than anyone else, and you are an amazing leader. Besides, who else would do it? Me? It's my third year, your seventh. It's Ron's fourth year, and he's really not Captain material, especially if you think you're bad captain material. (A/N the other guy who's name I can't remember, insert here) is not a leader at all. YOU are the only person who wouldn't suck miserably at this. Get it?"
Harry sighed. "Fine. We'll take a vote when we hold tryouts, and then we'll find out, alright?"
Ginny grinned. "Thanks, Harry. By the way, if you don't do it, you will be on the receiving end of my famous bat-bogey hex, understand?" She patted him on the shoulder, and walked away.
Harry shook his head, chuckling, and sat down at the Gryffindor table. "Hey, Hermione, what's up?" He said, noticing that she looked pretty grumpy.
"Hello, Harry. I am so mad!"
Harry didn't say anything.
"Ron was so inconsiderate! He just. . . I just. . . Argh! He makes me so mad!" She continued to making small upset noises from behind her book.
Harry glanced at the door, and saw Ron walk in, looking not in the least grumpy. Harry waved to him, and moved farther away from Hermione, who didn't seem to notice.
"What did you do?" He asked.
Ron looked at him. "What are you talking about?"
Harry rolled his eyes and pointed at Hermione. "What did you do?"
Ron shrugged. "I was talking to her, yesterday, at Hogsmeade, and we were getting along fine. But then we got back to school, and we were back to talking like we normally do, and now she's mad at me. Girls. Go figure."
Harry laughed, almost choking on his toast. "I never thought I wouldn't be the worst at talking to girls."
Ron blushed. "Shut up, Harry."
He laughed again. "Sorry mate, it was too perfect." They got up and walked down to the lake to do their homework.
"So, we're expected to practice our animagus? I don't think I'm going fast enough."
Harry smiled. "Show me what you've got."
Ron took a deep breath and tried it.
Harry clapped as he saw Ron partially turn into a red fox. He sprouted fur and small ears, and he turned and showed a stump of a tail, but he was not completely a fox.
"That's really good, Ron. You've got some of the hard stuff to come still. Changing size is probably the hardest part, which could take a really long time. So, keep working on it, I'm sure you'll get it."
Ron nodded and changed back. "So, Harry, are you going to try?"
Harry shrugged. "I know how."
Ron grinned. "I know, but it's so cool! I mean, c'mon. You're a phoenix, right? Just go and peck some of the Slytherins. Even if you don't peck them, you can show off."
Harry laughed at the thought, but didn't really want to draw all the attention to himself. "I don't know. . ." But Ron punched him, hard, in the arm. "Fine. Just this once."
Ron sat there like an excited child, waiting for Harry to change. He had to admit, it was pretty cool to fly without a broom. He stood up and still, thinking hard about being the phoenix. After a moment, he opened his eyes, and he was the phoenix. He grinned, though Ron couldn't tell, realizing how easy it was becoming.
He flew into the air, deciding NOT to sing. He circled the courtyard a few times, dive bombed Slytherins sitting by the water, and landed back beside Ron, to great applause from the Gryffindors by the water.
Harry grinned as Ron clapped him on the back. "Way to go, mate. That was brilliant!" Ron said.
"Well, well, Potter. Showing off, are we?" Malfoy walked up behind them, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle.
"At least he has something to show off." Hermione, said, sitting down beside them.
"Oh yes," Malfoy sneered, turning red. "your wonderful skill of turning into a pretty little songbird, flying around, serenading the girls. . ."
Harry smiled, receiving strange glances from Hermione and Ron for it. "So, Malfoy, how is your animagus coming? I'm assuming your animagus is a ferret, as Hermione suggested?"
Malfoy turned redder, his face contorting in anger. "My animagus is a serpent. A snake. Much better than your stupid bird." He walked away, storming off so quickly that Crabbe and Goyle could barely keep up.
"I find it very interesting that he still thinks that a snake is better. Professor McGonagall said that amphibians and reptiles were easy, and mythical creatures were exceedingly difficult." Hermione said.
Harry grinned. "Are you going to show us yours?"
Hermione didn't answer, but put away her book and stood up. She took a deep breath, and changed partly into a bobcat. Her body was covered in fur, she had cat ears, whiskers, and a long tail, and her back was beginning to arch downwards like a cats. She was still her normal size.
Harry and Ron both clapped as she turned back. "Bravo!" Ron said loudly.
Hermione smiled weakly. "I hate it. I'm at the part where it looks horrible, as my body is all contorted."
Harry grinned. "Don't worry. You're almost at testing level. And the test is really easy, don't worry. You just do what you did for us, and you write down your specific markings."
Hermione smiled. "Thanks, Harry."
They worked for the rest of the morning, having quite a bit of trouble, as they spent so much time laughing and talking. Every few minutes Malfoy would stroll out with Crabbe and Goyle, stand farther along the lakeshore, and loudly mock Harry. They ignored him.
"So, Harry, who do you think is going to be the Quiddich Captain this year?" Hermione asked.
"Ginny said she wants me to do it." Harry said. "I told her I didn't want to do that much, but she threw it back in my face by saying that I did better last year, when I taught and led an army. Of course, the threatening also worked." He laughed.
Ron stayed quiet, and Harry and Hermione decided to stay off the subject.
That night, when they went back to the common room, most of their homework done, there was a note on the notice board.
TRYOUTS FOR GRYFFINDOR QUIDDICH TEAM: TOMORROW AT FOUR O'CLOCK, ON THE
QUIDDICH PITCH.
Any student may try out. Broom not required.
Ginny Weasley, First Beater
"Well, maybe Ginny should be Captain. She seems to be taking more initiative than me." Harry said.
"That's because you just don't have the title yet." Cam Ginny's voice from behind him. "Just you wait. You'll be Captain, mark my words."
She walked away.
"Is she trying to torment me?" Harry asked.
Ron looked at him. "Yes. My answer is yes."
And they walked upstairs laughing.
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Please tell me, who is the other guy on the Quiddich team? Answer in a review! Speaking of reviews. . .
Chochang323: I'm glad you like it.
Indigal: I have no idea what idea exploring you are talking about. Please clarify, unless you're too lazy. I don't care that much. I don't mean it in a rude way, but in a 'it's not really that important, if you don't want to tell me, don't' way.
Thanks to everyone else who reviewed, -unolimbo
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The next morning, Harry woke up feeling happier than he had in a long time. He walked down to the common room, trying to stop himself from putting all his thoughts into a letter for Cho.
He sat down, wanting to write to her anyway. Crookshanks curled up on his lap, purring.
Dear Cho:
How is everything going there? I'm doing pretty well. They said that Quiddich practices will be allowed to start soon, I can't wait. School's going pretty well, I guess. This seems so stupid. I can't think of anything new to say, I just saw you yesterday!
I hope I think of something interesting to say for next time,
Love, Harry
He looked over the letter, making sure he hadn't accidentally mentioned Sirius. He hadn't, so he sent Hedwig off with it.
"Harry!" He heard someone call his name. He turned around, and saw Ginny running up to him. "Harry! Quiddich is starting soon, we need to hold tryouts for a new team!"
Harry looked at her, confused. "What do you mean, new team?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Angelina, Alicia, and Katie graduated last year. We need to get three more players. And we need a new captain." She narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Harry asked, walking down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"I think you should do it."
Harry sped up. "No."
Ginny was now jogging to keep up with him. "Why not? You'd be good!"
"Because. . . well, I'm already Head Boy, which is a lot of work, and I have my N.E.W.T. classes. I can't do that much!"
"Harry, you took N.E.W.T. courses, were a teacher, and led an army! You can be a perfectly good Quiddich Captain as well."
Harry stopped and spun around, causing Ginny to almost crash into him. "Look, I don't think I'd be able to help that much, I shouldn't be the one to do it. I'm not Captain material."
Ginny put her hands on his shoulders. "Harry, you have been on this team longer than anyone else, and you are an amazing leader. Besides, who else would do it? Me? It's my third year, your seventh. It's Ron's fourth year, and he's really not Captain material, especially if you think you're bad captain material. (A/N the other guy who's name I can't remember, insert here) is not a leader at all. YOU are the only person who wouldn't suck miserably at this. Get it?"
Harry sighed. "Fine. We'll take a vote when we hold tryouts, and then we'll find out, alright?"
Ginny grinned. "Thanks, Harry. By the way, if you don't do it, you will be on the receiving end of my famous bat-bogey hex, understand?" She patted him on the shoulder, and walked away.
Harry shook his head, chuckling, and sat down at the Gryffindor table. "Hey, Hermione, what's up?" He said, noticing that she looked pretty grumpy.
"Hello, Harry. I am so mad!"
Harry didn't say anything.
"Ron was so inconsiderate! He just. . . I just. . . Argh! He makes me so mad!" She continued to making small upset noises from behind her book.
Harry glanced at the door, and saw Ron walk in, looking not in the least grumpy. Harry waved to him, and moved farther away from Hermione, who didn't seem to notice.
"What did you do?" He asked.
Ron looked at him. "What are you talking about?"
Harry rolled his eyes and pointed at Hermione. "What did you do?"
Ron shrugged. "I was talking to her, yesterday, at Hogsmeade, and we were getting along fine. But then we got back to school, and we were back to talking like we normally do, and now she's mad at me. Girls. Go figure."
Harry laughed, almost choking on his toast. "I never thought I wouldn't be the worst at talking to girls."
Ron blushed. "Shut up, Harry."
He laughed again. "Sorry mate, it was too perfect." They got up and walked down to the lake to do their homework.
"So, we're expected to practice our animagus? I don't think I'm going fast enough."
Harry smiled. "Show me what you've got."
Ron took a deep breath and tried it.
Harry clapped as he saw Ron partially turn into a red fox. He sprouted fur and small ears, and he turned and showed a stump of a tail, but he was not completely a fox.
"That's really good, Ron. You've got some of the hard stuff to come still. Changing size is probably the hardest part, which could take a really long time. So, keep working on it, I'm sure you'll get it."
Ron nodded and changed back. "So, Harry, are you going to try?"
Harry shrugged. "I know how."
Ron grinned. "I know, but it's so cool! I mean, c'mon. You're a phoenix, right? Just go and peck some of the Slytherins. Even if you don't peck them, you can show off."
Harry laughed at the thought, but didn't really want to draw all the attention to himself. "I don't know. . ." But Ron punched him, hard, in the arm. "Fine. Just this once."
Ron sat there like an excited child, waiting for Harry to change. He had to admit, it was pretty cool to fly without a broom. He stood up and still, thinking hard about being the phoenix. After a moment, he opened his eyes, and he was the phoenix. He grinned, though Ron couldn't tell, realizing how easy it was becoming.
He flew into the air, deciding NOT to sing. He circled the courtyard a few times, dive bombed Slytherins sitting by the water, and landed back beside Ron, to great applause from the Gryffindors by the water.
Harry grinned as Ron clapped him on the back. "Way to go, mate. That was brilliant!" Ron said.
"Well, well, Potter. Showing off, are we?" Malfoy walked up behind them, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle.
"At least he has something to show off." Hermione, said, sitting down beside them.
"Oh yes," Malfoy sneered, turning red. "your wonderful skill of turning into a pretty little songbird, flying around, serenading the girls. . ."
Harry smiled, receiving strange glances from Hermione and Ron for it. "So, Malfoy, how is your animagus coming? I'm assuming your animagus is a ferret, as Hermione suggested?"
Malfoy turned redder, his face contorting in anger. "My animagus is a serpent. A snake. Much better than your stupid bird." He walked away, storming off so quickly that Crabbe and Goyle could barely keep up.
"I find it very interesting that he still thinks that a snake is better. Professor McGonagall said that amphibians and reptiles were easy, and mythical creatures were exceedingly difficult." Hermione said.
Harry grinned. "Are you going to show us yours?"
Hermione didn't answer, but put away her book and stood up. She took a deep breath, and changed partly into a bobcat. Her body was covered in fur, she had cat ears, whiskers, and a long tail, and her back was beginning to arch downwards like a cats. She was still her normal size.
Harry and Ron both clapped as she turned back. "Bravo!" Ron said loudly.
Hermione smiled weakly. "I hate it. I'm at the part where it looks horrible, as my body is all contorted."
Harry grinned. "Don't worry. You're almost at testing level. And the test is really easy, don't worry. You just do what you did for us, and you write down your specific markings."
Hermione smiled. "Thanks, Harry."
They worked for the rest of the morning, having quite a bit of trouble, as they spent so much time laughing and talking. Every few minutes Malfoy would stroll out with Crabbe and Goyle, stand farther along the lakeshore, and loudly mock Harry. They ignored him.
"So, Harry, who do you think is going to be the Quiddich Captain this year?" Hermione asked.
"Ginny said she wants me to do it." Harry said. "I told her I didn't want to do that much, but she threw it back in my face by saying that I did better last year, when I taught and led an army. Of course, the threatening also worked." He laughed.
Ron stayed quiet, and Harry and Hermione decided to stay off the subject.
That night, when they went back to the common room, most of their homework done, there was a note on the notice board.
TRYOUTS FOR GRYFFINDOR QUIDDICH TEAM: TOMORROW AT FOUR O'CLOCK, ON THE
QUIDDICH PITCH.
Any student may try out. Broom not required.
Ginny Weasley, First Beater
"Well, maybe Ginny should be Captain. She seems to be taking more initiative than me." Harry said.
"That's because you just don't have the title yet." Cam Ginny's voice from behind him. "Just you wait. You'll be Captain, mark my words."
She walked away.
"Is she trying to torment me?" Harry asked.
Ron looked at him. "Yes. My answer is yes."
And they walked upstairs laughing.
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Please tell me, who is the other guy on the Quiddich team? Answer in a review! Speaking of reviews. . .
Chochang323: I'm glad you like it.
Indigal: I have no idea what idea exploring you are talking about. Please clarify, unless you're too lazy. I don't care that much. I don't mean it in a rude way, but in a 'it's not really that important, if you don't want to tell me, don't' way.
Thanks to everyone else who reviewed, -unolimbo