ATTN to All Readers: I have my Mid-Years coming up (No, I don't get Christmas holidays) so I can't really come online to update or even write up new chapters, see? So… I'll be going on at least a 3-week break. See you guys later! And wish me luck for my exams!!


Okay, Okay, I know this isn't much, but I seriously had no time to write. And I was also busy writing my other fic (Dr/Hr) which has been going quite well since it started. Anyways, enjoy this chapter:

'And now for the Hogwarts Quidditch team!' Dumbledore announced.

A yellow-gold and red line marched forwards in front of the stage, facing the audience, which was seated on chairs that had been magicked into the air.

Daniel upfront, followed by the rest of the team, they came in front of the audience, bowed, then took their seats on top of the stage behind Dumbledore.

After both the teams from opposing teams had sang their school song, it was time for the main thing – when the players would get up and their teacher's would comment on them, this would be shown to practically all of the audience. The Hogwarts cheerleaders wore red and gold outfits with the Hogwarts crest in the middle. They cheered enthusiastically and the crowd went wild as the Hogwarts champions stood up, one by one and came at the front of the stage. The player's image was then magically magnified so that the whole crowd could see.

'Sirius Black!' Dumbledore announced.

Sirius came up front and gave the crowd his best smile. Loud sighs were heard, which mainly came from the female crowd. He winked mischievously just before the teachers' comments were displayed under his name and picture that was magnified.

'With a witty sense of humor and an extremely fun-loving personality, Sirius Black is like none other. A fantastic student, who may not study, but who always gets the top grades… in my class at least! With brains like his, he should've been a Ravenclaw. Hogwarts will be needing more like him.' – Professor Flitwick, Charms.

'Wow' thought Sirius. 'I didn't know he liked me that much!'

Flitwick's comment vanished but not before it had received a wild applause. These were replaced by none other than Professor McGonagall's:

'A brilliant student, no doubt. The one thing I advise him against is not to be too over-confident' – Professor Minerva McGonagall, Transfiguration.

Sirius wrinkled his nose. 'What was it with her? He wasn't over-confident!' Just then he spotted Lily in the crowd. He waved at her frantically. She gave him a thumbs-up sign.

These comments were followed by many others, from mainly all the Professors. Professor Kinabolt went low with his comments, which was one thing Sirius highly appreciated. The crowd gave Sirius another round of enthusiastic applause before he was asked to resume his seating position.

'And now, lastly, but certainly not leastly… the one and only…' Dumbledore gave it a pause. The crowd listened intently.

'James!' came a chorus from the audience.

'Absolutely correct – the one and only James Potter!!' Dumbledore cried.

James grinned and got up from his seating position. He went forwards, took another gracious bow and watched as his comments were displayed:

'An excellent student, the best one in class in fact. This boy is extremely intellectual and has a knack for topping without even opening his book. What his weakness is – I do not know, for he is surely a fantabulous addition to my class. It's really good to have him in class!' – Professor Screpter, DADA.

The crowd applauded energetically. Lily hooted loudly and sent him flying kisses, which he returned graciously. He waved again at the crowd and watched as this comment was replaced by another one:

'Mischievousness describes him well, an intelligent student who is perhaps one of the best in my class can surely do better if he would just listen to the lecture instead of passing notes!' – Professor Kinabolt, Potions.

James bit his tongue. 'Damn' he thought. He didn't pass notes all the time! He just did it last class, and in the one before that and the one before that as well… and… oh OK!

These comments were also followed by loads of other long ones, especially McGonagall's. Even Dumbledore commented on James and his skills at particularly Quidditch. In soaring spirits, James went and sat down next to Sirius who gave him a Hi five and a one-armed hug.

The Durmstrang players also got up and the same thing happened with them as had happened with the Gryffindor Quidditch team players. Except for the fact that when their image was magnified, a blue and grey ribbon surrounded their picture unlike the Hogwart's players whose image was always bordered with red and gold stripes. The teachers comments on their side were pretty much the same thing for every player and Sirius kept assuring James that they had did it on purpose, just to make the players look good in front of everyone. At this, James aggressively replied that their teachers should've done the same with them as well.

'Chill!' Sirius spoke up after a while. 'It's ok!'

When all the players had been covered, the cheerleaders did their part. The Durmstrang cheerleaders were good, but Hogwarts' were better! The match was to start after both the Headmasters were done with their speech. Mr. Hemphord, the Durmstrang headmaster came up first. He was wearing grey and blue robes today that billowed in the light breeze. He cleared his throat importantly and started off with the speech. Although the composition of the speech itself was appraisable, the way Mr. Hemphord was delivering it made it seem phony and anyone could figure out that the Headmaster didn't exactly mean what he was saying. He was just saying it as a courtesy, an obligation. Along with flattering comments about Dumbledore, Hogwarts and the school system, he had obviously tried to butter Dumbledore up before the match. However, his speech didn't earn the applause he was expecting. The crowd clapped politely at some halts in his speech and that was all.

After Mr. Hemphord's boring and phony speech, Dumbledore came up. His eyes twinkling and his long, silver hair flowing. James quickly noticed that Dumbledore wasn't holding any paper, like Mr. Hemphord had.

'My dear students! We are gathered here in honor of the upcoming match between the Durmstrang and the Hogwarts Quidditch teams. These two schools are one of the best among all of Britain – that, no one can deny! However, instead of this being a rivalry competition, I would say it's more of a friendly one. Hogwarts hosts this competition in hope of strengthening the bond between these two schools. Where the Hogwarts Quidditch team is great, Durmstrang's is no less! But… if this competition can be done without having any kind of jealousy for the other, it would prove to be very successful. The Quidditch match that shall follow this ceremony, is just a game, a match and nothing else. It's not a matter of life and death, nor should it be played as a battle against the other. That is my request to all of you. Sportsmanship is what counts in this. Doesn't matter if you lose the game – what is the worst that can happen if you do? Nothing! So, it's my request to both of you teams and all the people out there, do not think that if a team has lost a match, it is degraded – no, this is not it. Being able to congratulate your opponent with heartfelt congratulations is sportsmanship. And that's just what counts. I hope you will cheer for which ever team plays best. And no, I won't say: 'May the best team wins' because Winning is not a test of Greatness. Thank You!' Dumbledore stepped off the podium amidst great applause from his audience.

'See, Thompson? It doesn't really matter if we lose!' said Anthony Fulton, a chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Daniel glared at him. 'That doesn't mean that we should stop trying. Don't take it to your heart, we still have to win!' he said aggressively.

'The match will start after an hour, both the teams are allowed to leave. This time is vital for any discussion you may want to do with your team and any moves that you need to practice. Thank You!' Professor Minerva McGonagall spoke into the microphone before retiring to her seat once again.

The audience was starting to get up and leave the stadium until the match started. But… just then… a sudden clap of thunder caught everyone's attention. Looking up into the sky, James moaned as tiny little drops of water came rushing down and pelting the creation under them.


Dum di Dum dum… lots to happen next chapter, which will be updated after about a 3-week wait, as mentioned before. You never know though, I may put it up earlier than that! So… whatever, hope you liked this chapter, review in and tell me how you like it, ok? Oh that reminds me:

Padfoot's-Luvr: Hey there! You're a regular reviewer now, eh? Cool! Thanks for the review. I know I didn't put in much in this match. It's coming up after a 3 week wait, I promise! Keep reading, Ciao!

Magicians of the Yami: Thanks for the review, you should get some kind of an award, you reviewed each one of my stories! Thank you so much, I love you! Keep reviewing. I know this isn't much.

Lavender Mansworth: Hey there! What's up? Yeah, Hogwarts has cheerleaders, and no, I didn't mention them before. I just put them in to add something to the story. I have a good chapter planned after my exams, buh-bye till then!!