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A/N: Well...here's chapter three. Enjoy and review.

Chapter 3: Qudditch and a Scare

Potions class was the worst part of the day. Professor Snape hates all of the Gryffindors and especially he hated Harry. April and the others couldn't figure out why accept maybe that he was jealous but that seemed very unlikely. Just as most of the other Professors did Snape made a comment on Harry when taking roll.

"Harry Potter. Our new celebrity," Snape said maliciously.

Harry just sat there wondering why Snape hated him so much. During the whole class Snape asked Harry questions only Hermione could answer. April felt really sorry for him the rest of the day because she could see that he did not want all of the attention. Jen didn't feel so sorry for him. She mostly wanted to be in the spot light and felt it was unfair he got attention for something he can't even figure out how he did it.

Finally class ended and Harry had lost 2 points for Gryffindor. Harry felt awful but Ron, Jen, and April reassured him that it was okay.

"Fred and George lose a lot of points in Snapes class but everyone still likes them," Ron stated.

"Hey guys," Jen said catching up with Ron and Harry. Want to go to the library with me and April this afternoon?" Jen asked.

"No. We're going to Hagrids to have tea, Harry said.

"Oh! Can we come?" April asked excitedly. "Pretty please?"

"Er, sure I guess he wouldn't mind," Harry said

"Oh I was going to catch up on some homework. I don't think I should go because if I don't start on my homework soon I'm never going to finish," Jen said slightly disappointed that April would rather have tea with Hagrid then study with her.

"I'm sorry Jenny but I need a break from school for a little while. I love you!" April said with a big smile on her face. Jen couldn't help smiling with her.

When it was five until three Harry, Ron and April started walking towards Hagrids hut by the forest. Well, Harry and Ron walked, April was skipping and jumping.

"I thought we said no more sugar," Ron said

April got a guilty look on her face and said, "He he, whoops."

They got to the door and knocked on the door. Hagrid answered holding a dog back. "Get back, Fang," he said as they walked in the door. "Make yerselves at home. 'ello I don' remember meetn' you before."

"Oh sorry, I'm April Genet," April said looking at the size of Hagrid.

"Well its nice ter met ya. Would you all like some tea? Made it me self."

"Sure," they said in unison.

At that point they were all sitting down when Harry saw a newspaper clipping. It read:

GRINGOTTS BREAK-IN LATEST

Investigations continue into the break-in at Gringotts on 31 July, widely believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown.

Gringotts goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied the same day.

"But we're not telling what was in there, so keep your noses out if you know what's good for you," said a Gingotts spokesgoblin this afternoon.

"Hagrid!" said Harry, "that Gringotts break-in happened on my birthday! It might've been happening while we were there!"

"Whoa! Jenny told me how protected Gringotts is. How could someone break in?" April asked.

Hagrid didn't look into their eyes; he just offered another rock cake. Harry read the article over again. It said that the vault was emptied the very same day. Was the little package what the thieves were looking for?

When they were walking back to the castle for dinner many thoughts were going through their heads.

"I wonder how someone could break into Gringotts. It's so protected it's almost over protected," Ron said.

"Well it said it was Dark witches or wizards unknown. So they must've been really powerful," April said. "Wait until Jenny hears about this."

A week went by and they survived all of the homework and Snapes classes. It was all going fine until they found a notice saying they would be taking flying lessons with the Slytherins. "We have enough of Malfoy during potions," Ron said.

"He's not that bad. He just likes to be in the limelight," Jen said

"Are you kidding? He hates me because I'm Muggle born. Doesn't that make him bad enough?" April asked.

"I guess so, but you should give him a chance otherwise he will be even ruder to you," Jen said. She really didn't see him as all that bad, just raised in a bad family. She saw behind his act of cruelty. She could see it behind his sparkling silver-blue eyes.

"Jenny? Hello?" April said waving her hand in front of Jens face. "Anybody there?"

"Sorry, just thinking about things."

At three-thirty that afternoon they all walked down onto the grounds for their first flying lesson. It was a clear warm day perfect for flying. They took a moment to breathe in the warmth of the day before they went toward the Slytherins, as they were already there.

They started right away with getting your broom up by simply saying, "Up!" This worked very well for Harry, but the others didn't prove as successful. For example, Ron's broom came up a hit him square between his eyes, April's broom rolled over, and Jen's broom didn't move at all. After that, they were going to hover and touch back down when Madam Hooch, the flying teacher, blew her whistle.

"One! Two!-" Neville, all of a sudden, started hovering off the ground and kept going up, 5 meters, 10, 20, 50- he kept going and going. It was like the broom had a mind of its own.

Soon enough his cloak got caught on a statue and it ripped, and Neville fell. Something fell on the grass, and Malfoy picked it up staring at it with a smirk on his face. Madam Hooch ran over to Neville and said something about if anyone flys on a broom they would be expelled before they could say 'Quidditch.'

"Did you see that? Maybe if he had this he would've remembered to stop being an idiot!" Malfoy said holding up Neville's glittering Rememberall.

"Hey, give that to me it's not yours its Neville's!" April said.

"Why would I give it to you? No, I think I'll let him find it. How about up a tree?" Malfoy said while getting on his broom. Harry started getting on his broom.

"Harry no, don't be stupid. You'll get yourself expelled!" Jen said.

But Harry didn't listen to her. He just started quickly following Malfoy.

"What an idiot," Jen said shaking her head.

"Give it here, Malfoy! Or I'll, I'll knock you off your broom!" Harry yelled.

"I'd like to see you try," Malfoy said sneering but right when he did Harry darted toward him nearly knocking Malfoy off. "Fine I'll let him find it!" Malfoy threw it towards the forest and Harry quickly followed after it ignoring the cheers on the ground. He darted downwards after it and caught it just as it was going to hit the ground. He touched down on the soft earth looking amazed at himself.

Everyone ran towards him giving him high fives and patting his back just as, "Mr. Potter, could you follow me, please?" It was Professor McGonagall.

"Have fun on your way home, Potter," Malfoy whispered so only Harry could hear.

But when Harry came back into the common room he had a big smile on his face.

"Harry, are you feeling okay? Are you in shock about leaving? Do you have to pack now? Am I asking too many questions? What's-"April said very fast until Jen hit her shoulder. "Ow!"

"Just let him talk about why he has a huge grin on his face," Jen said.

"Well, I'm sure Ron won't believe it, but I am now- now I'm not joking-I am now," he paused, "Gryffindors new Seeker."

Ron just looked like he had stopped breathing, Jen gasped, and April looked very confused. Finally Ron spoke up, "You must be the youngest Seeker in-"

"A century, according to Wood," Harry said. "Wood is going to teach me the rules tomorrow," Harry said happily.

"What's a Seeker?" April Finally asked.

"It's a player in Quidditch, the best game in the world. It's as popular as football is to Muggles," Ron said. "Fred and George are on the team too, Beaters."

"I can't wait to see the look on Malfoy's face tomorrow morning when he sees I'm still here," Harry said. Jen shifted uncomfortably at the mention of his name.

Malfoy sure was shocked. He just about tripped over himself walking into the Great Hall during breakfast, when he saw Harry sitting down and laughing. But that didn't stop him from asking if he was enjoying his last meal.

"Funny, you're a lot braver on the ground," Harry said coolly.

"You're nothing but a Muggle lover," Malfoy said glancing towards April.

"Shut up Malfoy!" Ron yelled and soon regretted doing so, because Malfoy got the dirtiest look on his face and said, "I can take you on any time. How about a wizards dual tonight?" but at the very same moment Professor McGonagall walked by a heard exactly what Malfoy said. Fortunately Malfoy didn't hear her coming behind him and kept talking. "Hello?" he laughed coldly, "You probably don't even know what a wizard's dual is, Potter."

"Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy, but do my ears deceive me or are you suggesting fighting with fellow students at night?" McGonagall said. They had to hold back a snigger, except Jen, because she was looking at her eggs like they were the most interesting things on the world.

"Um...I wasn't doing anything. Just talking," Malfoy said with uncertainty.

"Follow me, Mr. Malfoy. I would like a word with you," McGonagall said sternly

Jen kept staring down at her plate as everyone burst out laughing watching Malfoy walking slowly behind Professor McGonagall.

"That totally made my day," April said still giggling five minutes later.

The day looked as if it would pick up, and it was going fine until Wood asked Harry to start practicing with him that day. Everyone wanted to watch, especially April because she had never watched a game of Quidditch before.

Practice started at 6:00 and went forever. It was almost 10:00 when they left the pitch. Wood lit huge torches when it got dark and kept throwing golf balls for Harry to catch. He did apologize for keeping them so long and told them to watch out for teachers on their way back to the common room, because Snape and Filch wouldn't care where they had previously been.

"It's so dark," April whispered. "It's scary being in a giant castle when it's dark," she said now trembling a little.

"What was that?" Jen said suddenly. "It sounded like a person."

"Who's there? I can hear you!"

"It's Filch!" Harry said. "Run!"

They all started running until they got to a door they thought they could hide behind.

"It won't open!" April said in a frantic whisper.

"Alohomora!" Jen said. The door clicked and opened. They all scrambled through the doorway and shut the door just as they heard someone breathing heavily and pacing around the corridor.

"We're safe," April sighed, her back to the wall.

"I wouldn't be so sure," Ron whimpered. They all saw why too. There was a huge three-headed dog staring at them beginning to growl.

"AHHHHH!" They all screamed and ran until they got to the fat ladies portrait.

"Pig snout, pig snout," Harry said panting.

They all climbed through the opening and sat down in the comfy arm chairs.

"What was that?" April asked.

"You didn't notice?" Jen asked.

"Notice what? Its three heads? Yeah, they were kind of hard to miss," Ron said.

"No, not that! The trapdoor it was standing on."

That gave Harry something to think about as he got into bed that night. What could be underneath the trapdoor? Could it be that grubby, little package Hagrid got out of the vault on Harry's birthday? It looks as Harry has figured out where the little package from vault seven hundred and thirteen was.

At breakfast the next morning Harry and Ron were keen to have another adventure. As for April and Jen, they felt they would rather have Snape for a father then go looking for another three-headed dog.

"Wow, Malfoy looks pissed off. I wonder what McGonagall did as his punishment," Jen wondered out loud.

"Ha, who cares as long as it causes him pain," Ron said looking over at Malfoy. Jen just kept staring over at him until he looked up feeling eyes on him. She hurriedly put her head down and continued eating.

"What was that, Jenny?" April asked.

"What was what? Jen said, trying to avoid eye contact. April looked at Jen curiously and decided against her thought.

"Nothing, never mind."

"Hey mail's here," Ron said. "Whoa, look at that package, there must be half a dozen owls carrying it. Wonder who it's for?" Ron wondered this just as the six owls swooped down towards Harry and put the package in front of him.

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