A/N: OMG! So sorry...stupid life! I used tonot have one, then I get one, and I have no time for my lovely fic! So Sorry. I feel bad now...
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything you recognize, I own what you don't. Sad isn't it.
James
"James, what are you doing for the holidays?"
I looked up from my broomstick, that I was polishing, to see Sirius plopping down in a chair next to mine.
"Going home. My mum wants me to go to the Ministry events to show me off. Why?"
"My family is being stupid again, I was wondering if anyone would stay at Hogwarts with me."
"Sorry mate, but, Remus is staying. He got a letter this morning. His parents are going to Greece for Ministry work. Pete's going home though, his mum is ill." I reeled of the information proudly.
"Well, I guess it's just me and Remmy then." he said cheerfully.
"Guess so."
Suddenly, Karr burst through the portrait hole.
"LILY! LILY! WAKE UP!"
And she was gone up to the girls dormitories.
About a minute later, Remus came down from our dorm.
"What was all that yelling about?"
"Karr came through here yelling for Evans. She sounded really pleased about something. She was waving a piece of parchment about her head like a lunatic though." I answered, glancing towards the stairs Karr had ran up.
"So Remus, it's just you and me staying at Hogwarts for holidays then?"
Remus looked up guiltily.
"Sorry Sirius, my brother invited me to stay with him and his wife and son."
Sirius looked hurt for a minute, then brightened up.
"Oh well. I guess I'll live with the dorm all to myself."
Grinning, I took my broom back up to the dorm.
"Hey Pete, you up yet?"
Incoherent mumbling from his bed.
"Come on, its almost lunch time."
"Fine."
With a loud plop, Pete landed on the floor.
Laughing, I went over to help him up.
"Why so tired this morning Pete?"
"Stayed up with Remus till four in the morning. He was helping me with my Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Wow, well, go take a shower and we'll met you in the Great Hall."
He nodded, rubbed his eyes, and headed towards the shower.
I went back to the common room to see Karr and Evans smiling and talking with Gideon, Fabian, and Frank.
"Wow Pumpkin, America? That sounds like a lot of fun." Gideon was saying.
"No fair, we're stuck at home." Fabian lightly pushed Karr.
"Mum wants to have a Christmas party for the family. What a nightmare." Frank shook his head.
"What are you doing Little Flower?" Fabian asked.
"I'm going home. We always have a nice little family Christmas together. Nothing fancy at all."
"Sounds nice." Gideon sighed, thinking about his holiday.
"If you get really bored, you can always floo to America. My sister married a wizard, so we're connected to the network." Karr added in casually.
Gideon and Fabian grinned.
Frank sighed, "My mum would have a cow if I said I was flooing to America to visit a friend, that just so happened to be a girl."
"Sorry Frank, I'll send you a nice gift though."
I made my way back to the guys and informed them on the events of our fellow Gryffindors.
"Karina's going to America to visit her sister. That's good. She's always talking about her sister." Remus smiled.
"I feel sorry for Frank though. A party for relatives. Must suck." Sirius shook his head pityingly.
'Hey guys, I'm ready for lunch."
I looked up to see Peter, a damp and tired looking Peter, but Peter nonetheless.
"Morning Pete. Late night?" Sirius asked, standing up and stretching.
Peter yawned a jaw cracking yawn, "You have no idea. By the way, you talk odd things in your sleep Sirius."
"Do I?"
"Yes." Remus added simply.
"Heh? That's interesting."
"Let's go get lunch. I'm getting really hungry." I interrupted, hearing my stomach grumble.
Sirius, Remus, and Peter shrugged and stood up, following me out of the common room.
"Come on Sirius, you can hit that bludger a lot harder than you're doing! Put your back into it!" the Gryffindor captain, Charles Wood, a seventh year, screamed as the bludger Sirius hit hardly went as far as he wanted it.
"Wood! The wind was blowing into the bludger! You can hardly expect it to go far!" Sirius yelled back.
"Potter! Work with Gideon and Frank! Your not the only Chaser!"
He quickly decided to yell at me.
"Meadows! Are you expecting the Snitch to fly up your sleeve! Look for it!"
Dorcas Meadows, our Seeker, had paused her constant look out for a second, and Wood flipped.
"I thought I saw it! Calm down Charles!"
"Wood is a slave driver! Slytherin hasn't had a good team in years!" Sirius complained two hours later, "I have two essays to finish, I can't be having Quidditch practice for hours a day!"
"The match is on Saturday, that's two days from now, we have to practice!" I argued.
Personally, I agreed with Wood, the more practice the better our chances of beating Slytherin are.
"Mad one you are." Sirius replied, frowning darkly and shaking his head.
"I swear! If Wood makes us practice even a minute after nine tonight, I'll kill him! I have homework! Plus, I'm more physically and mentally exhausted than I've ever been in my entire life!"
"Sirius, mate, calm down. The match is tomorrow, Wood just wants to make sure we're ready for it." I tried to calm down a ranting Sirius, "Anyways, since when did you care about homework?"
"Since McGonagall threatened detention for a month with Filch, that's when!"
"Oh."
"Sirius, we're going to kick Slytherin's ass today. Nothing to it." I said during breakfast the morning of the match.
"Yeah. I know. The Slytherin team hasn't been good since…well, since before we were here. I can imagine the match will end within ten minutes tops." Sirius said casually.
Remus shook his head and buried his face in his hands and Peter nodded enthusiastically.
"You guys better head down to the pitch, I think Wood wants to talk with us." Frank said in passing on his way to the pitch.
"Alright," I picked up my Nimbus 500, "See you guys after the game."
"Bye Remus. Bye Pete." Sirius said and followed me.
As we passed by the Slytherin table boos and hisses followed us out to the entrance hall.
"What a load of sore losers."
Sirius nodded his agreement.
Walking into the locker room, we found Wood looking downcast, and the rest of the team confused.
"What's the matter?" Sirius asked Gideon.
"Dunno. Wood's been like this since we showed up."
Sirius looked at me confused, and I just shrugged my shoulders. Just as confused as the rest of the team, we sat down.
A few minutes passed, then Wood stopped his pacing and faced us.
"Slytherin has been lying to us, to the school," he paused for a second, "You know all the players we thought they had. Well, they don't have them. Their line up is completely different. The only person who is really on their team that we know is the captain Rookwood. Everyone else, I have no idea. We'd been planning on going against who I thought he had, but since those people aren't on the team, I don't know what to expect. We're going to have to work as a team out there, no matter who happens to be on their team."
He stopped and looked at us.
"Charles, we can do it. We've been working together almost constantly for the past two weeks. Just because the line up is different doesn't mean we won't be able to use some of the maneuvers and plays that you came up with." Dorcas said calmly.
"Yeah, Dorcas is right, I mean, I don't need a name to smack a bludger at someone. It's still going to hurt." Sirius explained.
Fabian nodded his agreement, him being the other Beater.
"Me, James, and Frank can get past any defense you give us. We haven't been practicing for nothing." Gideon stuck up for the Chasers.
"Yeah, and Dorcas can catch the Snitch in ten minutes, in the dark, so I don't think she'll have much of a problem." Fabian added for Dorcas.
Dorcas smiled in appreciation.
"Alright, maybe I am over reacting a smidgen." Charles reluctantly admitted.
"Just a smidge though." Dorcas teased.
For a moment, the team just stood there, contemplating the game. Finally, Charles snapped out of his thoughts and ordered everyone out to the field.
"Talk about a madman." Sirius muttered to James just before walking out to the tumultuous applause.
"NOW WELCOME THE GRYFFINDOR HOUSE TEAM!" the announcer screamed to the audience, " WOOD, POTTER, PREWETT, LONGBOTTOM, PREWETT, BLACK, AND MEADOWS!"
Dorcas' name was almost drowned in the screaming from the majority of the crowd.
"AND NOW, THE NEW, AND HOPEFULLY IMPROVED, SLYTHERIN TEAM! ROOKWOOD, AVERY, BLACK, LESTRANGE, CRABBE, GOYLE, AND KNOTT!"
The cheers from the Slytherin portion of the field was tremendous considering the only supporters were their own house.
Half an hour into the game, and the two teams were tied 50-50 and there was no sign of the snitch.
Gideon had the quaffle and I was right behind him, waiting for the signal from Frank to zoom ahead.
There, a slight nod of the head, and I was off like a rocket, Gideon had passed me the quaffle and I was more than halfway to the hoops by the time the Slytherins realized they were chasing the wrong chaser.
I score to make Gryffindors ahead by ten.
The Slytherins maul Dorcas every time she makes for the Snitch, and it always gets away. I'm starting to get really pissed. It's freezing and most of the us can stay on our brooms.
"Come on Dorcas, kick them in the face if they stop you again!" I scream at her, hoping she will and we can go celebrate.
"GRYFFINDOR IS STILL UP TEN TO SLYTHERIN AT 120-110!"
I pass the quaffle to Frank, and he speeds down the field, hoping to make out lead greater.
WHACK!
"Bloody HELL! Who whacked that bludger!" I yelled to Sirius as he passed by me, to get the bludger that slammed into my back.
"It was Crabbe, the nasty bugger, I'll whack his freaky deaky all the way to Timbuktu!" (A/N: My randomness of the day!)
Suddenly. Dorcas flashed across my eyesight and in an instant, the Snitch was wriggling in her hands.
"WE WON!" Frank yelled across the field.
"AFTER ALL THOSE BLOODY PRACTICES WE BETTER HAVE BLOODY WON!" Fabian screamed, smiling through his ill humor.
"PARTY IN THE COMMON ROOM!" Sirius yelled, making sure all the Gryffindors heard.
A/N: OH MY GOSH! I haven't updated in for freakin ever! I'm so, so, so, so, so, SO sorry! My life has caught up with me, but I will try and update sooner! I feel so terrible! Argh! This last bit was, well horrible, and I am trying my very hardest to get OUT of third year, its beginning to bug me, but I will do it! Stick with me, and this story will get finished. I'm determined! Reviews would help!