Indigal: I don't understand. At all. And I was going to make Black evil,
but I changed my mind.
Wuzup13579: it's not as much he has unfinished business as it wasn't his time to die. It's not like he has to do his thing and he can rest in peace or anything, he's back for good, unless someone kills him again.
Potter4prez: it's a good idea, but I've already thought of what's going to happen in the long run of this story.
Chochang323: That is a good idea. Maybe I'll do that.
Okay, this is important. I cannot find who they got as the new Quiddich team members, so I'm saying that the only people who are still on the team from the year before are Harry, Ginny, and Ron. In my last chapter, I said that they needed three new team members. I'm changing that to four, because I can't remember the name of the other guy on the team. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next day went by slowly for Harry, waiting for four o'clock. He struggled through Potions, History of Magic, and Transfiguration. Finally, it was time to go to the Quiddich pitch.
Harry arrived at the pitch at 3:30, as he'd promised Ginny he'd come early to help her get things ready.
"Harry!" Ginny called. "So glad you came. Come on, we need to start. Ron should be here in a few minutes, and then we can start really getting a move on."
"Err, Ginny, what exactly is there to do?" Harry asked.
Ginny sighed. "I'm not exactly sure. I mean, we should talk to each other about what we want in a team, and then get a sign up sheet ready, or something."
"I know what we want in a team." Ron walked up behind them. "Skill."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "You're one to talk, Ron. How many goals did you let in last year?"
Ron went very red, and didn't say anything more on the subject.
"So, we want people who know how to handle a broom, can throw and catch well, and know the basic rules and ideas of Quiddich?" Ginny asked.
Harry nodded. "If they don't really know the basic rules, that can be taught, and someone who really knows the rules but plays horribly isn't for us, so let's take that one out." Ron nodded in agreement.
Fifteen minutes later, people started coming on to the pitch. Ginny insisted that Harry get everyone started while she and Ron got the brooms and balls.
"Well, I- umm. . . Welcome to the tryouts for the Gryffindor Quiddich tryouts." Everyone looked over at him. "We will be testing you on your abilities in throwing, catching, handling on the broom, and speed. Speed is affected by your broom, yes, but it still has a lot to do with your skill. I see none of you have brought your own brooms, so that aspect should be judged fairly. In case any of you don't know, I'm Harry, I'm the seeker, this is Ron, he's the keeper, and this is Ginny, who's a beater. So, please don't bother trying out for those positions. We need three chasers and a beater. So, everyone sign up, and we'll start."
There was a rush of people to the sign up sheet, and Harry looked over at Ron and Ginny. Ginny grinned at him, and Ron gave him a thumbs up.
"Alright, if you are trying out as a beater, go with Ginny, and if you are trying out as a chaser, come with Ron and me. We will watch you for a while, and then we'll switch, and see how you do in the other position."
Harry watched as about ten students, all trying out as chasers, flew into the air.
"What do you think?" Harry asked Ron after a few minutes.
Ron shook his head. "I'm not sure. The kid with the quaffle right now, what's his name?"
Harry looked up at him. "I think that's Jeremy Snigg, I taught him last year. He's a third year."
Ron nodded. "He's not bad. He's got a good arm on him, and he's got a lot of speed."
"Can he catch?" Harry asked.
Ron shrugged. "He's missed a few, but he's good. I think he' just not paying enough attention."
Harry sighed. "I can't see anything. We need to get up there. Accio Firebolt!" He put out his hand. A moment later, his broom landed in it.
"Show off." Ron muttered, skulking off to the broom shed to get his own broom.
Harry kicked off the ground and rose to the level of the players. Saqua, another of Harry's students, was flying quickly towards him. He flew upwards, just avoiding her.
"You're not supposed to attack the referee, Saqua! And you're supposed to be going towards the goal!" He yelled. As he did, Saqua turned on a dime and hurtled towards him, just underneath him. She dodged Harry, and easily put the quaffle in the middle hoop, which Ron was guarding.
"Harry," Saqua said, flying back to him. "I'm supposed to be going towards the quaffle, even if it's behind you. And sorry about the whole 'running into you' thing." She grinned. "I don't think you need new chasers, you need a new keeper!"
Ron frowned behind them. Harry did too. "That's not the attitude that's going to get you the position on the team."
Saqua looked down. "I'm sorry, I'll be better, I promise."
Harry looked out at the other players. A few of them were horrible. Jane Bee, one of Harry's old students, was having trouble catching the quaffle. There were a few fourth and fifth years out, a few who could barely get off the ground. There were also a few who were quite good.
Harry flew over to Ron. "See anything you like?" He asked.
"It's hard to look, when Saqua keeps scoring on me!"
Harry laughed. He looked at his watch. They'd been at it for twenty minutes. He blew his whistle that Ginny had given him, and everyone flew over to him.
"Alright, if you were with me and Ron, I want you to go with Ginny, and vice versa."
A few people flew by Harry, and he blew his whistle again, throwing the quaffle as hard as he could into the air. After five minutes, he hadn't seen anything that amazed him. He flew back to Ron and told him he was going to check with Ginny. Ron nodded, and he flew to the other end of the pitch.
"Hey, Ginny. How's it going?" He asked.
She grinned. "Great. There were a few good ones in the last group, but I haven't seen much in this one. One girl, I think her name's Saqua, isn't bad. Jane Bee, I think it is, has got a lot of power , but not great aim. Katie Sharp, the one directly across from you, she just hit the Bludger, she's really good. A great arm on that one, and she's got aim too. She's fast, but I don't think she's fast enough to be a chaser."
Harry nodded. "I'm looking at Saqua as a chaser, she was amazing. Jeremy Snigg, too. Saqua seems to be multi-talented, and Snigg can throw quite well, and he's got a good arm. I didn't get a chance to see him catch, but Ron said he's not bad."
Ginny grinned. "By the looks of it, the Gryffindor Quiddich team is going to be just as good as it was before."
Ten minutes later, they all came back to the ground. Harry, Ginny, and Ron went to the side to talk about it.
"Saqua for sure, and Snigg, and there was a kid, I think her name is Leah MacLean, who wasn't bad." Ron said.
Harry nodded. "I also noticed Liam Farley and James Dent were good. I think we should narrow it down to those five for the chasers."
Ron and Ginny nodded. "For the beater position, Katie Sharp was very good. I didn't really see any competition for her, except maybe Jane Bee and Timothy Grant. We could narrow it to those three."
Harry nodded. "Sounds good."
They went back to the anxious crowd of kids. "Alright, we have narrowed it down. If we call your name, you can stay. If we don't I'm sorry, but Ron and I are graduating next year, just practice, and maybe you'll do better."
He looked around. All eyes were on him. He felt quite guilty about telling over ten kids that they weren't allowed to play. He pushed the feeling aside.
"Saqua Silver, Jeremy Snigg, Leah MacLean, Liam Farley, James Dent, Katie Sharp, Jane Bee, and Timothy Grant. The eight of you, you will continue in a game situation, and we'll narrow it down to just four of you."
The crowd dispersed, and Harry, Ginny, and Ron organized them into two teams, with no Seekers, only two chasers, and Harry as referee.
"Ginny and I will be keepers, Saqua, chaser for Gin. Jeremy, Chaser for me. Leah, chaser for Gin, and Liam for me. Beaters, James and Kate for Ginny, and Jane and Timothy for me. If you're not in the position you tried out for, don't worry, we will be moving it around a bit. Oh yeah, and Harry's going to be referee."
Harry gave a weak wave and kicked off the ground. He blew his whistle, and the game began. Saqua was amazing, she really knew her game. "You're not supposed to keep the ball for yourself, Saqua! Share it!"
She rolled her eyes and threw the Quaffle to Leah, who fumbled with it, but caught it. She sped across to Ron, and threw it. Ron caught it, but it was close.
"Good shot, Leah!"
Ron tossed the ball to Jeremy, who in turn, threw it to Liam . His throw was off slightly, and Liam had to reach for it. Harry clapped at the catch. He watched the beaters. James was not doing too well, he seemed too frightened of the Bludger. Every time it came to him, he would try and dodge it while he swung his bat, making him miss.
"Saqua, switch places with Dent! I want to see him as a chaser!" She nodded, and Dent looked thoroughly relieved. He did much better as a chaser, except that he threw the ball to the wrong team. Harry let that go, as he had been on the other team a minute ago. Harry went back to the beaters, and watched Jane and Timothy. Ginny was right, Jane did have power, if not aim. She hit one Bludger that, if Katie hadn't hit it back, it probably would've knocked her out. Of course, Katie's Bludger was aimed hard and true, and it hit the corner of Timothy's broom, spending him spinning off course. He righted himself again, and swung his bat just in time to send the Bludger that had been speeding to him hurtling towards Ginny.
Harry blew his whistle. He'd seen enough.
He called Ginny and Ron over. "Saqua is a definite yes for chaser. Do you guys agree?"
They both nodded. "Katie is really good as a beater." Ginny said.
Ron nodded. "What about Timothy and Jane? Jane was definitely not as good as Katie, so I guess she's out. Timothy wasn't bad, but I think Katie was better."
Harry shrugged. "I guess that works. Katie it is. What about the other two chasers?"
Harry looked up at the group of kids. They all looked anxious and scared.
"So, our choices are Dent, Snigg, and Leah." Ron said. "I think Snigg was a good choice. Dent did score on the wrong team."
"But he had been playing for them a moment earlier."
"I think Snigg and Dent are the best. Leah fumbled."
"But her shot was clean."
"A clean shots not worth anything if you don't catch the ball."
"Look," Harry finally said, stopping Ginny and Ron from arguing. "Leah fumbled, and Dent didn't. I think it highly unlikely that he will score on the other team when we're in a match. We will be in uniform, and he will know who's on his team. I think he's the best choice."
Ron glared at Ginny, but they both nodded.
"So, we've got Saqua Silver, James Dent, Jeremy Snigg, and Katie Sharp. Right?" Harry asked.
They both nodded.
They stood up. Ginny told everyone who had made the team, and the four kids who didn't get on the team left quickly. Jane was almost in tears. Harry felt bad again, but went back to the team. Ginny was talking to everyone.
"It's getting dark, so we should probably go in and get some food. But first, we need to vote on a new captain. The choices are Harry, Ron, or me. It's going to be a heads down vote. Saqua, count the number for each person, and don't forget to vote yourself. Harry, you still have to vote." She prodded him. They all put their heads down, and Saqua called out the three names.
"Congratulations, Harry." She said.
He grunted. "I'll get you for this, Weasley." He said.
Ron lifted his head. "What did I do?" Ginny punched him.
"Me, stupid."
They all went in to dinner, except for Harry, who put away the balls and brooms. He decided to skip dinner, as by the time he was finished, it was almost time to go upstairs again, and he wanted to write to Cho.
He walked up to the castle, thinking. Thinking not only about Quiddich and Cho, but also Sirius. In fact, mostly Sirius. He was thinking so intently that he didn't hear someone come up behind him in the courtyard and cast a spell on him. A spell that was powerful enough to knock him out for two weeks.
It did.
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I am entirely not telling what just happened, because I'm not quite sure. You will find out in due time, I promise. Thanks to everyone who reviewed my story, I hope you enjoyed this rather boring chapter! Really, I thought it was boring. Well, maybe not boring, but it certainly did drag on a bit.
-unolimbo
Wuzup13579: it's not as much he has unfinished business as it wasn't his time to die. It's not like he has to do his thing and he can rest in peace or anything, he's back for good, unless someone kills him again.
Potter4prez: it's a good idea, but I've already thought of what's going to happen in the long run of this story.
Chochang323: That is a good idea. Maybe I'll do that.
Okay, this is important. I cannot find who they got as the new Quiddich team members, so I'm saying that the only people who are still on the team from the year before are Harry, Ginny, and Ron. In my last chapter, I said that they needed three new team members. I'm changing that to four, because I can't remember the name of the other guy on the team. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next day went by slowly for Harry, waiting for four o'clock. He struggled through Potions, History of Magic, and Transfiguration. Finally, it was time to go to the Quiddich pitch.
Harry arrived at the pitch at 3:30, as he'd promised Ginny he'd come early to help her get things ready.
"Harry!" Ginny called. "So glad you came. Come on, we need to start. Ron should be here in a few minutes, and then we can start really getting a move on."
"Err, Ginny, what exactly is there to do?" Harry asked.
Ginny sighed. "I'm not exactly sure. I mean, we should talk to each other about what we want in a team, and then get a sign up sheet ready, or something."
"I know what we want in a team." Ron walked up behind them. "Skill."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "You're one to talk, Ron. How many goals did you let in last year?"
Ron went very red, and didn't say anything more on the subject.
"So, we want people who know how to handle a broom, can throw and catch well, and know the basic rules and ideas of Quiddich?" Ginny asked.
Harry nodded. "If they don't really know the basic rules, that can be taught, and someone who really knows the rules but plays horribly isn't for us, so let's take that one out." Ron nodded in agreement.
Fifteen minutes later, people started coming on to the pitch. Ginny insisted that Harry get everyone started while she and Ron got the brooms and balls.
"Well, I- umm. . . Welcome to the tryouts for the Gryffindor Quiddich tryouts." Everyone looked over at him. "We will be testing you on your abilities in throwing, catching, handling on the broom, and speed. Speed is affected by your broom, yes, but it still has a lot to do with your skill. I see none of you have brought your own brooms, so that aspect should be judged fairly. In case any of you don't know, I'm Harry, I'm the seeker, this is Ron, he's the keeper, and this is Ginny, who's a beater. So, please don't bother trying out for those positions. We need three chasers and a beater. So, everyone sign up, and we'll start."
There was a rush of people to the sign up sheet, and Harry looked over at Ron and Ginny. Ginny grinned at him, and Ron gave him a thumbs up.
"Alright, if you are trying out as a beater, go with Ginny, and if you are trying out as a chaser, come with Ron and me. We will watch you for a while, and then we'll switch, and see how you do in the other position."
Harry watched as about ten students, all trying out as chasers, flew into the air.
"What do you think?" Harry asked Ron after a few minutes.
Ron shook his head. "I'm not sure. The kid with the quaffle right now, what's his name?"
Harry looked up at him. "I think that's Jeremy Snigg, I taught him last year. He's a third year."
Ron nodded. "He's not bad. He's got a good arm on him, and he's got a lot of speed."
"Can he catch?" Harry asked.
Ron shrugged. "He's missed a few, but he's good. I think he' just not paying enough attention."
Harry sighed. "I can't see anything. We need to get up there. Accio Firebolt!" He put out his hand. A moment later, his broom landed in it.
"Show off." Ron muttered, skulking off to the broom shed to get his own broom.
Harry kicked off the ground and rose to the level of the players. Saqua, another of Harry's students, was flying quickly towards him. He flew upwards, just avoiding her.
"You're not supposed to attack the referee, Saqua! And you're supposed to be going towards the goal!" He yelled. As he did, Saqua turned on a dime and hurtled towards him, just underneath him. She dodged Harry, and easily put the quaffle in the middle hoop, which Ron was guarding.
"Harry," Saqua said, flying back to him. "I'm supposed to be going towards the quaffle, even if it's behind you. And sorry about the whole 'running into you' thing." She grinned. "I don't think you need new chasers, you need a new keeper!"
Ron frowned behind them. Harry did too. "That's not the attitude that's going to get you the position on the team."
Saqua looked down. "I'm sorry, I'll be better, I promise."
Harry looked out at the other players. A few of them were horrible. Jane Bee, one of Harry's old students, was having trouble catching the quaffle. There were a few fourth and fifth years out, a few who could barely get off the ground. There were also a few who were quite good.
Harry flew over to Ron. "See anything you like?" He asked.
"It's hard to look, when Saqua keeps scoring on me!"
Harry laughed. He looked at his watch. They'd been at it for twenty minutes. He blew his whistle that Ginny had given him, and everyone flew over to him.
"Alright, if you were with me and Ron, I want you to go with Ginny, and vice versa."
A few people flew by Harry, and he blew his whistle again, throwing the quaffle as hard as he could into the air. After five minutes, he hadn't seen anything that amazed him. He flew back to Ron and told him he was going to check with Ginny. Ron nodded, and he flew to the other end of the pitch.
"Hey, Ginny. How's it going?" He asked.
She grinned. "Great. There were a few good ones in the last group, but I haven't seen much in this one. One girl, I think her name's Saqua, isn't bad. Jane Bee, I think it is, has got a lot of power , but not great aim. Katie Sharp, the one directly across from you, she just hit the Bludger, she's really good. A great arm on that one, and she's got aim too. She's fast, but I don't think she's fast enough to be a chaser."
Harry nodded. "I'm looking at Saqua as a chaser, she was amazing. Jeremy Snigg, too. Saqua seems to be multi-talented, and Snigg can throw quite well, and he's got a good arm. I didn't get a chance to see him catch, but Ron said he's not bad."
Ginny grinned. "By the looks of it, the Gryffindor Quiddich team is going to be just as good as it was before."
Ten minutes later, they all came back to the ground. Harry, Ginny, and Ron went to the side to talk about it.
"Saqua for sure, and Snigg, and there was a kid, I think her name is Leah MacLean, who wasn't bad." Ron said.
Harry nodded. "I also noticed Liam Farley and James Dent were good. I think we should narrow it down to those five for the chasers."
Ron and Ginny nodded. "For the beater position, Katie Sharp was very good. I didn't really see any competition for her, except maybe Jane Bee and Timothy Grant. We could narrow it to those three."
Harry nodded. "Sounds good."
They went back to the anxious crowd of kids. "Alright, we have narrowed it down. If we call your name, you can stay. If we don't I'm sorry, but Ron and I are graduating next year, just practice, and maybe you'll do better."
He looked around. All eyes were on him. He felt quite guilty about telling over ten kids that they weren't allowed to play. He pushed the feeling aside.
"Saqua Silver, Jeremy Snigg, Leah MacLean, Liam Farley, James Dent, Katie Sharp, Jane Bee, and Timothy Grant. The eight of you, you will continue in a game situation, and we'll narrow it down to just four of you."
The crowd dispersed, and Harry, Ginny, and Ron organized them into two teams, with no Seekers, only two chasers, and Harry as referee.
"Ginny and I will be keepers, Saqua, chaser for Gin. Jeremy, Chaser for me. Leah, chaser for Gin, and Liam for me. Beaters, James and Kate for Ginny, and Jane and Timothy for me. If you're not in the position you tried out for, don't worry, we will be moving it around a bit. Oh yeah, and Harry's going to be referee."
Harry gave a weak wave and kicked off the ground. He blew his whistle, and the game began. Saqua was amazing, she really knew her game. "You're not supposed to keep the ball for yourself, Saqua! Share it!"
She rolled her eyes and threw the Quaffle to Leah, who fumbled with it, but caught it. She sped across to Ron, and threw it. Ron caught it, but it was close.
"Good shot, Leah!"
Ron tossed the ball to Jeremy, who in turn, threw it to Liam . His throw was off slightly, and Liam had to reach for it. Harry clapped at the catch. He watched the beaters. James was not doing too well, he seemed too frightened of the Bludger. Every time it came to him, he would try and dodge it while he swung his bat, making him miss.
"Saqua, switch places with Dent! I want to see him as a chaser!" She nodded, and Dent looked thoroughly relieved. He did much better as a chaser, except that he threw the ball to the wrong team. Harry let that go, as he had been on the other team a minute ago. Harry went back to the beaters, and watched Jane and Timothy. Ginny was right, Jane did have power, if not aim. She hit one Bludger that, if Katie hadn't hit it back, it probably would've knocked her out. Of course, Katie's Bludger was aimed hard and true, and it hit the corner of Timothy's broom, spending him spinning off course. He righted himself again, and swung his bat just in time to send the Bludger that had been speeding to him hurtling towards Ginny.
Harry blew his whistle. He'd seen enough.
He called Ginny and Ron over. "Saqua is a definite yes for chaser. Do you guys agree?"
They both nodded. "Katie is really good as a beater." Ginny said.
Ron nodded. "What about Timothy and Jane? Jane was definitely not as good as Katie, so I guess she's out. Timothy wasn't bad, but I think Katie was better."
Harry shrugged. "I guess that works. Katie it is. What about the other two chasers?"
Harry looked up at the group of kids. They all looked anxious and scared.
"So, our choices are Dent, Snigg, and Leah." Ron said. "I think Snigg was a good choice. Dent did score on the wrong team."
"But he had been playing for them a moment earlier."
"I think Snigg and Dent are the best. Leah fumbled."
"But her shot was clean."
"A clean shots not worth anything if you don't catch the ball."
"Look," Harry finally said, stopping Ginny and Ron from arguing. "Leah fumbled, and Dent didn't. I think it highly unlikely that he will score on the other team when we're in a match. We will be in uniform, and he will know who's on his team. I think he's the best choice."
Ron glared at Ginny, but they both nodded.
"So, we've got Saqua Silver, James Dent, Jeremy Snigg, and Katie Sharp. Right?" Harry asked.
They both nodded.
They stood up. Ginny told everyone who had made the team, and the four kids who didn't get on the team left quickly. Jane was almost in tears. Harry felt bad again, but went back to the team. Ginny was talking to everyone.
"It's getting dark, so we should probably go in and get some food. But first, we need to vote on a new captain. The choices are Harry, Ron, or me. It's going to be a heads down vote. Saqua, count the number for each person, and don't forget to vote yourself. Harry, you still have to vote." She prodded him. They all put their heads down, and Saqua called out the three names.
"Congratulations, Harry." She said.
He grunted. "I'll get you for this, Weasley." He said.
Ron lifted his head. "What did I do?" Ginny punched him.
"Me, stupid."
They all went in to dinner, except for Harry, who put away the balls and brooms. He decided to skip dinner, as by the time he was finished, it was almost time to go upstairs again, and he wanted to write to Cho.
He walked up to the castle, thinking. Thinking not only about Quiddich and Cho, but also Sirius. In fact, mostly Sirius. He was thinking so intently that he didn't hear someone come up behind him in the courtyard and cast a spell on him. A spell that was powerful enough to knock him out for two weeks.
It did.
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I am entirely not telling what just happened, because I'm not quite sure. You will find out in due time, I promise. Thanks to everyone who reviewed my story, I hope you enjoyed this rather boring chapter! Really, I thought it was boring. Well, maybe not boring, but it certainly did drag on a bit.
-unolimbo