AN: I AM SO SORRY! This is my worst yet! I HAVEN'T UPDATED FOR FOUR MONTHS! FOUR WHOLE MONTHS! Oh, this is terrible…I suggest you all just re-read the entire story before reading this…you're bound to have forgotten its contents…but here's a reviewer list anyway:
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Sorry if I missed anyone... It makes me sad to know that my own incompetence for updating has caused a drop in reviews…again, y'all, I'M REALLY SORRY! I hope I can actually write a chapter…
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Emily, Orlando, Clarice, and Elise sat at the dinner table the next evening, enjoying steak and mashed potatoes.
"You know, Quidditch tryouts are coming up soon. It's a shame first years aren't allowed on the team…" said Clarice.
"Well, they will let first years on if they're really good," said Emily.
"How do you know?" asked Orlando.
"My Uncle Harry was made Seeker on the team when he had barely been here two weeks," replied Emily. Elise's eyes widened.
"I heard about that!" she said. "My mum told me that he was flying on a school broom and Professor McGonagall brought him to the captain of the team and he accepted him on."
"Pretty much, but it's a bit more complicated than that," said Emily, after swallowing a large mouthful of potatoes.
"What happened?" asked Clarice, Orlando, and Elise at the same.
"It was the first flying lesson for the first years…Gryffindors and Slytherins. One kid named Neville accidentally broke his wrist, and Madame Hooch took him to the hospital wing. While she was gone, my step-dad found something of his – a Remembrall - on the ground and picked it up. My Uncle Harry got mad at him, and my dad said, 'Maybe I'll put it somewhere for Longbottom to find, like…up a tree?' And then he flew up in the air. Well, my Uncle Harry couldn't stand it, so, despite my mum's warnings, he flew up after my dad. They faced each other in the air, like fifty feet off the ground. Then, after my Uncle Harry threatened to knock my dad off his broom, my dad threw the Remembrall as hard as he could towards the castle. Uncle Harry zoomed off after it, but Professor McGonagall saw him out of her office window. After Uncle Harry caught it and was back on the ground, she came storming out and demanded he come with her. She brought him to the Team captain, who promptly appointed him to the team," finished Emily.
"Wow…so he was breaking the rules and McGonagall just put him on the team without even punishing him? He must have been good…" said Clarice.
"I wish I could be that good," said Elise. "I've only played at home with my parents and my little sister."
"I wish I could just play period…I've never played Quidditch before," said Orlando. "I've never even flown on a broomstick."
"That's too bad…maybe you'll be able to get on the team next year or something," said Clarice.
"I wish I could be on the team…I mean, I'm pretty good…I've played with my dad and sister," said Emily. "I even have my own broom, but first years aren't allowed to bring them here. It really stinks."
"What kind is it?" asked Elise eagerly.
"Oh, it's an older model, just a Firebolt," said Emily. "They've got better ones out, now."
"Oh I'm jealous!" said Elise. "I've only got a Nimbus two thousand!"
"That's not a bad model," said Emily. Orlando and Clarice rolled their eyes at one another. They let them carry on with Quidditch talk for the rest of dinner.
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Later, in the common room, Emily was teaching Orlando how to play wizard's chess, watched by Clarice and Elise.
"It's really not that different from muggle chess, you know, just in this the pieces come to life," said Emily.
"Well, I'm no good at chess…" said Orlando.
"I'm not that fabulous, either, but hey, you can try," said Emily.
"Oh all right," he said.
Fifteen minutes later Emily had spectacularly beaten him.
"Okay, so maybe you aren't that great…how about we get a little late-night snack?" asked Emily.
"Em, dinner is long over," said Clarice.
"I know. But I have a better place to go. Who's with me?" she asked. Elise and Orlando agreed to come, but Clarice said she wasn't hungry. "I'll be right back," said Emily, and she dashed up to her dorm, grabbed the invisibility cloak and Marauder's Map, and came back down. "Come on, let's go!" she said, and ran past Elise and Orlando. She jumped out of the portrait hole and put the cloak on before they could come out. When they did appear out of it, they looked around curiously, and Emily smirked.
"Hey, Em, where'd you go?" asked Orlando. They started walking towards where she was standing, and she quietly tip-toed behind them.
"She wouldn't have left without us; she knows that we don't know where we're going," said Elise. Emily couldn't take it.
"HEY!" she said loudly from behind them, poking her head out of her invisibility cloak, so it looked like her head was floating in midair. The two friends whirled around, and Elise screamed and Orlando yelled.
"Emily, what the—what's going on?" demanded Orlando, looking around by her stomach for the rest of her body. Emily laughed and came the rest of the way out of the cloak.
"Is that an invisibility cloak?" asked Elise in awe.
"Yep," said Emily. "And keep your voices down, the point is to not get caught," she added. She then held the cloak up behind her and motioned for them to get under with her. Elise came under, but Orlando hesitated.
"Come on, quick, before someone sees!" said Emily. Orlando shrugged and joined them under the cloak, and Emily made sure the three of them were concealed. It was a good thing the cloak was so big. "Okay," she said, then pulled out the marauder's map and her wand. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," she said, and the map appeared. "Let's go," she said, after checking to make sure there weren't any teachers around, and they set off towards the kitchens.
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Fifteen minutes later they arrived, but just as Emily was about to reach her hand outside the cloak to tickle the pear and let them in, another hand appeared out of mid air and did it instead. Emily backed up quickly to they portrait wouldn't hit them as it swung open.
"Um, Em…were we supposed to be meeting someone?" asked Elise.
"No but I think I know who that is. Come on, let's follow before the door closes…" said Emily. The three them made their way carefully through the door of the kitchens, trying to remain covered by the invisibility cloak. They had just barely gotten in before the portrait closed and Amanda lifted the cloak off of her and Corey.
"I knew it…" whispered Emily. "That's my sister. Stay covered and quiet, I have an idea…" She waited for Amanda and Corey to be greeted by the elves with food and for their backs to be turned to them before she acted. Stepping quietly out of the cloak, she crawled as low as possible to where they were sitting by the fire in chairs. She got to the tray sitting on a stool in between them, and stole away muffins, one by one, carrying them in her other arm. Then, quickly, quietly, she used her other arm to crawl her way back to the cloak. She had just made it back under when Amanda noticed there were only tea cups left and no muffins. Emily quickly muttered a shrinking charm Amanda had taught her and placed the muffins in her pocket.
"Corey, did you eat all the muffins?" Amanda demanded
"No!" he said indignantly.
"Well then where'd they go?"
"How should I know?"
Emily, satisfied, said they should probably go, but as they turned to leave, Emily's foot appeared out of the cloak.
"Hey!" came Amanda's angry shout.
"RUN!" said Emily, and, not caring about the cloak now, the three of them pelted down the corridor. None of them spoke until they got back to the common room and were safely inside.
"Why—were we—running from—your—sister?" panted Elise.
"Trust me, she was mad, and when she's mad, she's dangerous," said Emily.
"Let's not do that again any time soon, shall we?" asked Orlando, and they all agreed. Emily took out the muffins and brought them back to their original size and they began eating them as they told Clarice what had happened.
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AN: And that's it! Sorry it's so short, but I had serious writer's block… Hope you liked it, and REVIEW! I know I don't deserve it, but still, maybe more reviews will stimulate me to write a bit harder and update more often...
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