15
Kenzie
and Chris waited downstairs for Kayla and J.J. Once they came down,
Kenzie whispered something into Chris's ear and they got on either
side of J.J. and Kayla.
They started a friendly conversation and
when Kayla and J.J. least expected it, Chris and Kenzie pushed Kayla
and J.J. into each other.
"Oh!" Kayla said.
"Sorry,
it was an accident, I swear," Chris said.
"Yeah,
I'm sure it was, Chris, you and your little girlfriend over there
planning something against us," J.J. said with an embarassed
tone to his voice.
"But it was, really!" Kenzie said,
batting her eyelashes.
"Don't try that, that's my trick!"
Kayla said with a joking manner.
The four fell off the path into
the grass completely immersed in laughter.
"Ms. Potter! Ms.
Potter!" came a voice from across the lawn. A professor
approached them.
"Oh, hi, Madame Welkins," Kenzie said,
standing up and dusting herself off hastily.
"Hello. You need
to come with me, " Madame Welkins said.
"Bye Kenzie!"
said J.J., Kayla, and
Chris.
"Ms.
Potter, please get on this broom now," Madame Welkins said,
handing her and old Firebolt. Firebolts were so slow. The newest,
fastest broom was a Spark Three Eighty-Four.
Kenzie boarded the
broom.
"Now, kick off and catch this," she said, holding
up and old, battered Remembrall. She tossed it as hard as she could
and Kenzie kicked off.
Five seconds later she returned, the
Remembrall in her tight grip.
"Splendid! How would you like
to be the Gryffindor Seeker?" Madame Welkins asked.
"Boy,
would I!" Kenzie said. "This'll make Daddy proud."
"Was
your dad a Seeker?" Madame Welkins inquired.
"Yeah. My
dad's Harry Potter."
"Wow. Now he was a great Seeker."