Author's Note: Sorry it took so long. I've been on Senior Week. But hey, better late than never! Enjoy!

The story continues…

Harry awoke the next morning and silently crept to his trunk and dressed. He threw his Hogwarts robe on and tiptoed out of the room. Everyone was still asleep. He walked down the stairs and into the empty common room. The fire was burned out by now and the room smelled of a beautiful morning. He walked out, through the portrait hole, and down the corridors to the Great Hall. He entered the Hall and saw some students, already awake and eating their breakfast. Harry walked over and sat down at his table. There were only two other Gryffindors sitting there. He started to pick at his food. He didn't feel that hungry.

After a few minutes, all the students started to pile into the hall and take their seats at the tables. Hermione and Ron walked over and sat next to Harry.

The head teachers for each house were now walking around and handing out the new schedules. Professor McGonagall walked over to Harry and bent over to whisper into his ear.

"There has been a class added this year that is for only certain students. You have been placed into that class. Please do not spread the word around about it. Your schedule will tell you everything." Professor McGonagall said as she handed Harry his schedule and moved on.

"Oh man!" Ron yelled, "Double Potions with the Slytherins!"

"Well, we are with the Slytherins for Care of Magical Creatures also." Hermione added.

Then Harry saw it. It was a class completely dedicated to teaching Quidditch. And he saw who the teacher was. It was Oliver Wood.

"So that's what he was talking about." Harry mumbled under his breath.

"What'd ya say?" Ron asked.

"Oh, nothing." Harry lied.

They sat and ate breakfast quietly as Hermione opened her Transfiguration book and began reading.

Harry and Ron stood up and started walking towards the door.

"See you later Hermione." Harry said as they headed off towards Divination class.

It was a long march up to the North Tower. As they walked along, they heard a familiar voice.

"Come along now! Come on you yellow-bellied steed!" it was Sir Cadogan.

Harry and Ron ran up to the portrait on the wall where a short knight was standing, pulling on the reins of his horse, who just stood there eating the grass.

"Sir Cadogan. Do you remember us?" Ron asked.

"Of course I do! You think I am a fool? Ha! Think again!" Sir Cadogan said with pride in his voice.

"Yeah, of course, what was I thinking?" Ron said sarcastically.

"Well, we better be off." Harry said.

"Good luck to ye fellows!" Sir Cadogan called after them as they ran up to the North Tower.

When they reached the tower, the door in the ceiling opened and the ladder dropped to the ground. Harry and Ron climbed up the ladder.

"We have been expecting you." said a wispy voice that belonged to Professor Trelawney.

They looked over and saw Professor Trelawney sitting in her chair with a crystal ball in front of her. Harry and Ron took a seat at a round table near the back of the room.

"I wonder how I'm going to die this year." Harry mumbled to Ron.

Ron sniggered at the remark as Professor Trelawney glanced over at the two of them. Ron hid his face so that he would not be scolded.

"Today we will be studying the future using advanced crystal balls." Professor Trelawney explained while walking over to her shelves full of crystal balls, "Oh, and Mr. Longbottom, could you please use the unbreakable crystal ball sitting behind you. I would really like to keep these from breaking."

Neville's face turned bright red as he swung around in his chair to grab the crystal ball behind him.

"Now class, if you would be so kind as to come get a crystal ball and take it back to your seat."

Harry and Ron stood up and walked over. Ron grabbed a ball that was glowing blue while Harry grabbed one that was green. They hurried off back to their seats as Professor Trelawney cleared her throat.

"Now class, place the ball six inches from the edge of the table."

The whole class moved at once.

"Now stare very closely…bring your head down level with the ball…don't lose your concentration…keep your eyes focused."

Harry stared very closely. The clouds started to swirl and an image started to form.

Harry watched himself in the ball. He saw himself walking across the lawn in front of the castle. Then he saw Benicia. Benicia walked up to Harry. She put her arms around him. He pulled her closer…closer…then the clouds quickly swirled and Voldemort's face appeared, laughing a blood-curling laugh.

"AAAAHHHHHH!" Harry screamed and his chair fell back and Harry tumbled off and onto his back.

The sudden scream scared Neville and he accidentally knocked his crystal ball over. The ball rolled off the edge of the table and hit the ground. It bounced off the ground and landed back in the original spot on the shelf.

"Harry! Are you okay?" Ron asked anxiously.

"Yeah…I'm alright…I…I just saw something…I just saw a dragon." Harry lied.

Professor Trelawney glared at Harry in disbelief.

"Sorry Professor. I'll um…I'll try not to let that happen again." Harry mumbled.

"What did you see?" Ron questioned.

"I saw Benicia and—" but Harry was cut short.

"That Benicia is bad. I know it! There's something about her I don't like." Hermione said through a mouthful of chicken.

"What are you talking about? Benicia is fine!" Ron spat out.

"No she's not!" Hermione yelled.

"Hey! Do you guys want to hear about what I saw or not?" Harry asked impatiently.

"Yeah. Sorry. Go on Harry." Ron said.

"Yes. Do go on Harry." Hermione added.

"Okay. Well, like I said, I saw Benicia and she was walking over to me. She hugged me and I held her. I was about to kiss her when the clouds swirled and Voldemort appeared!" Harry spoke quietly.

"You don't think that's true, do you Harry?" Ron asked.

"I don't know. Those things are supposed to be true, but this is Professor Trelawney's class! I mean, she has said I was supposed to die every year I have had her. I don't know what to believe anymore. But, Voldemort's face is what's getting to me." Harry groaned.

"What about what Malfoy said on the train!" Hermione chimed in.

"I completely forgot about what he said!" Harry yelled.

"Do you think they have anything to do with each other?" Ron asked.

"I dunno." Harry admitted.

"Well, it's off to the library!" Hermione said.

"Yeah. We have a free period this year and where do they send us? They send us to the library!" Ron exclaimed.

"You make it sound like it's a bad thing!" Hermione stated, "Well, let's get moving."

"Yeah. I'll see you guys next class. I have somewhere to go." and Harry hurried out of the Great Hall.

Harry bounded down the corridor and found the room. He walked inside and found that he was the first one in.

"SURPRISE!" Oliver yelled over to Harry, "My own class! This is so great!"

"Yeah." Harry said as he walked over and took a seat.

Now others started to walk in. He saw Cho Chang walk in next, followed by Fred and George. Then the rest of the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff Quidditch teams.

"Yes! No Slytherins are in the class!" Fred bellowed.

But to their horror, the whole Slytherin team walked in together and took a seat in the back.

"Okay class. Welcome to the first ever Quidditch Class. I hope you will all enjoy it. We will spend time learning about the history of Quidditch, with some first-hand experience planned!" Oliver beamed, "Now class, you will be receiving a book that the school has graciously provided for everyone in here, plus an extra book for the Captain of each team."

Harry hid a smirk at that remark.

"Now, if you would all please come and get your book."

Harry stood up and walked over to the pile of books. He picked one up and read the title, Quidditch Through the Ages. Harry walked back over and took his seat.

"Okay then. Now will each Captain please stand so that I can hand you this book?" Oliver said.

Harry rose out of his seat and looked around to see the other captains.

All the Captains were the same, except for Cho, she became one! Harry looked and saw Malfoy's face. His jaw had dropped when he saw Harry stand.

Oliver walked around and handed all four of them a book.

"So this was your surprise? That's a good one!" Oliver whispered into Harry's ear.

Harry smiled and sat back down in his seat. He looked down at his book. "Quidditch For Captains," Harry read.

"Where were you all that time?" Ron asked.

"Okay, you two must promise not to tell anyone about this. It's s'posed to be a secret." Harry said.

"A secret from who?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"The students. It's a new class and Professor McGonagall told me not to tell anyone about it." Harry replied.

"Okay, well, what is it then?" Ron asked anxiously.

"It's a class about Quidditch! All Quidditch players are in it." Harry answered.

"Wow! That's so cool Harry! I wish I were in that class." Ron grumbled.

"Yeah. I wish you two were in it with me." Harry stated.

"So who took Oliver's place anyway?" Hermione asked.

"I didn't even realize that!" Harry said, "There was no one new. Am I supposed to choose?"

"I'm not sure Harry. Maybe you should talk to—"

"Mr. Potter!" Professor McGonagall came bounding over to Harry.

"Oh yes, Professor I had a question to ask—"

"Just wait one moment, please Mr. Potter. I wanted to talk to you about the Quidditch team." Professor McGonagall lowered her voice.

"Just what I wanted to talk to you about." Harry nodded.

"Oh, well good. Since you are the new Gryffindor Captain, and you have never had any experience with these sort of things, I decided to let you in on what to do." Professor McGonagall went on, "As you know, Oliver Wood will be the personal coach for the team, as do all the Houses have their own, but Mr. Wood cannot tell you how to run the team, only give advice. That, Mr. Potter, is your job. I know you need a new Keeper, and for this, you must hold try-outs. Set up a date and time. I'd advise to do it quickly, Mr. Potter. You might want to get training as soon as possible if we want to keep that Cup in our hands."

Professor McGongall strolled away towards the Head Table to enjoy her meal.

"Wow. Couldn't have planned that one any better." Harry chuckled.

"Yeah. Now you're going to have to decide whose best for that position? You've never even played that spot, so how are you supposed to know who should get it?" Ron inquired.

"I'm not sure. I guess I can talk to Oliver about it. Maybe ask what to look for and things like that." Harry replied.

"Or you could just read about it in a book." Hermione added.

"Hermione, you would be the only one to mention researching in a book." Ron said sarcastically.

"Just because I can actually find the answers to my questions in a reasonable manner doesn't mean you have to go and get huffy about it. You two just keep talking then. I'll start reading my…book." Hermione turned her head away.

"It's too late for that Hermione. It's time to get going to class." Harry said.

"So where are we off to?" Ron asked.

"Potions with you-know-who." Harry grumbled.

"Oh, this ought to be a great day then." Ron mumbled.

"What day isn't a great day with the Slytherins?" Harry said sarcastically.

"C'mon you two! We're going to be late if we don't move faster! I don't want to end the day costing Gryffindor fifty points!" Hermione yelled.

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