"Look you guys," said Neville. "My grandmother gave me a Remembrall
before I left for Hogwarts," A bunch of kids gathered around Neville to
look at the glowing sphere.
"It turns red when you forget something," said Dean from behind Harry. Neville nodded in agreement and blushed.
"But, then I can't remember what it was that I forgot," His friends laughed. Draco and some other Slytherins were behind them whispering. He made his way through the crowd and looked at Neville.
"Interesting," he mused. "May I took a look?" He had an evil look to his face; Neville cast him a suspicious glance but handed over the ball.
"Thanks Longbottom," he laughed malevolently. Malfoy hopped on his broom and sped off into the sky.
"Hey!" Normally Neville stayed to himself, but he didn't want to lose his new gift, so he hopped onto his broom.
"Neville don't you dare," warned Hermione. "Do you want to get expelled?" she asked fretfully. Harry knew how ungraceful Neville could be and ran up to him.
"No Neville, stay here." stated Harry coolly while looking up to the sky. "I'll get it for you," Neville started to protest but Harry had already cleared off from the ground and zoomed off towards Malfoy. The class congregated around to watch the duel between the two boys.
"C'mon Malfoy, hand over the Remembrall." growled Harry. Malfoy smiled snidely and held the sphere to glitter in the sun. Harry watched every move he made. He looked back at him, holding Neville's Remembrall to his eyes, and threw his arm back. Harry flinched and sat up on his broom.
"Do you want it that bad, Potter?" asked Malfoy while fondling the ball in his hand. Harry knew he was going to either throw it, or drop it.
"Well?" he asked spitefully. Harry gritted his teeth in response. Malfoy nodded.
"I thought so," he said coolly. He grasped the ball and threw it across the sky.
"Go get it then, if you want it so bad." The ball went flying past Harry's head.
"Harry, get it!" Yelped Hermione from below. Harry didn't need telling twice and swirled around. He saw it head right towards a window on the north tower. Grasping his broom, he sailed towards it. Just as it were, about to reach the window, Harry reached out and got it just in time before it went crashing through the window. Professor McGonagall was in the room that almost was pelted by a Remembrall. She gasped and stood up. Harry was holding the Remembrall in defiance above his head to the cheering crowd below him. He slowly made his way down the field. Neville was cheering the loudest and helped Harry off his broom.
"Thank you so much Harry," said Neville gratefully. Harry smiled and handed Neville back his Remembrall. Hermione rushed at Harry, a wide smile on her face.
"Harry that was absolutely amazing!" she gushed. A faint blush tinted Harry's normally pale face.
"Er, thanks Hermione." Now it was Hermione's turn to blush. Then he heard a sudden gasp from his classmates. He noticed McGonagall striding quickly to the crowd of students.
"Harry Potter!" she called loudly. He dropped his broom and smoothed out his cloak hoping to diminish the look of someone who just raced through the sky on a broomstick. McGonagall stopped short in front of Harry.
"Potter, I want you to come with me." He squeezed the broomstick anxiously as he left his friends and the laughing Slytherins. McGonagall kept a steady pace as she made her way around the halls. Harry was breathing rather heavily when they reached a room. She opened the door and Harry noticed it was the room to the new Dark Arts professor.
"Professor Quirrel, could I borrow Wood please?" Harry stiffened, what was wood? He thought. Frantic thoughts began racing through his head, that wood was an object used to punish unruly first years who didn't obey the rules. He began sweating profusely when he saw that an older student had exited from the room. Professor McGonagall smiled widely.
"I believe I found you a new Seeker," She said.
a/n: Sorry to all my faithful reviewers I think that this will be my last chapter. I feel that there is no use to later installments for it will be the same as the book. If people oppose to this enough, feeling strongly that this isn't a good idea, I might change my mind. I hope you liked my story.
J-MAC-29
"It turns red when you forget something," said Dean from behind Harry. Neville nodded in agreement and blushed.
"But, then I can't remember what it was that I forgot," His friends laughed. Draco and some other Slytherins were behind them whispering. He made his way through the crowd and looked at Neville.
"Interesting," he mused. "May I took a look?" He had an evil look to his face; Neville cast him a suspicious glance but handed over the ball.
"Thanks Longbottom," he laughed malevolently. Malfoy hopped on his broom and sped off into the sky.
"Hey!" Normally Neville stayed to himself, but he didn't want to lose his new gift, so he hopped onto his broom.
"Neville don't you dare," warned Hermione. "Do you want to get expelled?" she asked fretfully. Harry knew how ungraceful Neville could be and ran up to him.
"No Neville, stay here." stated Harry coolly while looking up to the sky. "I'll get it for you," Neville started to protest but Harry had already cleared off from the ground and zoomed off towards Malfoy. The class congregated around to watch the duel between the two boys.
"C'mon Malfoy, hand over the Remembrall." growled Harry. Malfoy smiled snidely and held the sphere to glitter in the sun. Harry watched every move he made. He looked back at him, holding Neville's Remembrall to his eyes, and threw his arm back. Harry flinched and sat up on his broom.
"Do you want it that bad, Potter?" asked Malfoy while fondling the ball in his hand. Harry knew he was going to either throw it, or drop it.
"Well?" he asked spitefully. Harry gritted his teeth in response. Malfoy nodded.
"I thought so," he said coolly. He grasped the ball and threw it across the sky.
"Go get it then, if you want it so bad." The ball went flying past Harry's head.
"Harry, get it!" Yelped Hermione from below. Harry didn't need telling twice and swirled around. He saw it head right towards a window on the north tower. Grasping his broom, he sailed towards it. Just as it were, about to reach the window, Harry reached out and got it just in time before it went crashing through the window. Professor McGonagall was in the room that almost was pelted by a Remembrall. She gasped and stood up. Harry was holding the Remembrall in defiance above his head to the cheering crowd below him. He slowly made his way down the field. Neville was cheering the loudest and helped Harry off his broom.
"Thank you so much Harry," said Neville gratefully. Harry smiled and handed Neville back his Remembrall. Hermione rushed at Harry, a wide smile on her face.
"Harry that was absolutely amazing!" she gushed. A faint blush tinted Harry's normally pale face.
"Er, thanks Hermione." Now it was Hermione's turn to blush. Then he heard a sudden gasp from his classmates. He noticed McGonagall striding quickly to the crowd of students.
"Harry Potter!" she called loudly. He dropped his broom and smoothed out his cloak hoping to diminish the look of someone who just raced through the sky on a broomstick. McGonagall stopped short in front of Harry.
"Potter, I want you to come with me." He squeezed the broomstick anxiously as he left his friends and the laughing Slytherins. McGonagall kept a steady pace as she made her way around the halls. Harry was breathing rather heavily when they reached a room. She opened the door and Harry noticed it was the room to the new Dark Arts professor.
"Professor Quirrel, could I borrow Wood please?" Harry stiffened, what was wood? He thought. Frantic thoughts began racing through his head, that wood was an object used to punish unruly first years who didn't obey the rules. He began sweating profusely when he saw that an older student had exited from the room. Professor McGonagall smiled widely.
"I believe I found you a new Seeker," She said.
a/n: Sorry to all my faithful reviewers I think that this will be my last chapter. I feel that there is no use to later installments for it will be the same as the book. If people oppose to this enough, feeling strongly that this isn't a good idea, I might change my mind. I hope you liked my story.
J-MAC-29