I was left with writers block after the last chapter but after staring at the scary toenail ads at the top of the fanfiction pages I wrote this. I couldn't stand the toenails any longer!

Thanks for the reviews Caroline (you other people review and I'll thank you too )

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Pippin

Harry was lying on the cold floor of the boys' dormitory the next morning hugging the shoe that Seamus had thrown at him. Seamus and the other boys were clustered around Harry and poking him with a stick.

"I think you killed him Seamus," Neville said as he watched Dean poke Harry.

"Nah, look he's breathing… and he's mumbling something. He's not dead." Dean said as he continued the poking.

As the stick touched Harry once more he opened his eyes and started screaming. The other boys jumped back in surprise. Harry rubbed his eyes and stared up at Seamus, Neville, Dean, and Ron. "What happened?"

Neville piped up, "Well, we were poking you with the stick-"

"No, no, no before that…" Harry stopped Neville.

"Well, we thought you were dead but then we saw you were breathing and mumbling in your sleep so we knew you must have been dreaming." Ron supplied.

"Dreaming? Really? That's odd… because. You" Harry pointed at Neville, "were there, and you Seamus, you too Dean." Harry yawned and looked at Ron. "But you weren't there Ron."

Ron frowned, "I'm your best friend and I wasn't in your dream! That's so hurtful!" Ron then stormed out of the boys' dormitory down to breakfast.

Dean, Neville, and Seamus looked to Harry for an explanation. "Er… we're best friends. But not like that." Harry said quickly.

Seamus and the others shrugged, "Harry, mate, could I have my shoe back?" The Irish boy reached for his shoe but Harry batted his hand away and continued to cling onto the piece of footwear. Harry got to his feet andscrambled out of the dormitory where he ran into Hermione Granger.

Harry grabbed her by the shoulders, "Hermione, have you seen Ron!"

Hermione looked rather confused, "How do you know my name? Why are you talking to me? You haven't saved me from the troll yet, we're not friends."

"I know, but have you seen a sobbing red-haired guy run out of here?"

"Oh, yeah I did!" Responded Hermione brightly. "He said something about drowning his sorrows in food which is rather strange… I didn't think you could drown in food. I'll have to look it up in the library later…"

"Riight… thanks Hermione!" Harry ran off to the Great Hall in search of Ron.

The two best friends (but not like that) soon made up and went off to their classes for the day. First there was double potions and then there was flying lessons. Yes it was /the/ flying lesson that got Harry onto the Quidditch team. There was going to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts class but it was cancelled when Quirrell disappeared. It was a great mystery until a couple of first year Hufflepuffs pointed out their Professor over by the lake. He was wearing a purple scuba suit (that matched his turban) and diving into the lake searching for something. He couldn't stay under water long since some one had forgotten to remind him that muggle stuff didn't work within the Hogwarts' Grounds. His squirrel rescue mission was a failure and he returned to the castle empty handed.

Meanwhile… up in the Gryffindor Common Room Oliver Wood was about to cause a commotion. "Hear ye hear ye! I have great news fellow Gryffindors." Oliver grabbed Harry's arm and held it up in the air, "I present to thee, Gryffindor's new Seeker!"

Several Gryffindor's clapped but that wasn't good enough for Oliver he wanted the whole house to know. Wood jumped onto the couch. He pulled a Tom Cruise and jumped around happily onit for a bit, then stopped and cleared his throat. "We haven't won the Quidditch House since the Great Charlie Weasley was on our team but with Harry on the team he will bring this our team… our house… GLORY!"

Oliver had gotten the attention of the whole common room by now, and he wasn't done yet. It was time for him to sing!

"Glory! Glory!
Glory! Glory!
Praise be to Charles or Lord"

Ron cocked his head to the side; "Oliver his name is Charlie! And he isn't a Lord." Oliver paid no heed to the youngest Weasley brother and kept singing.

"Triumphant is his sword
Allegiance is his word
Glory! Glory!
Glory! Glory!"

Some female Gryffindors stood up and started screaming happily and waving their arms in the air as Oliver sang.

"Blood!

Blood is red as sunset
Blood is warmer than wine
The taste of salty summer brine
Uh huh"

Harry's face grew white and he turned to Ron, "Blood? Quidditch isn't a very… violent game is it?"

"No no… not at all. Well sometimes. But Oliver is exaggerating, he's a bit crazy… one to many bludgers to the head if you know what I mean." Harry just gulped and nodded, was that supposed to make him feel better?

The other members of the Quidditch team stood up and sang with Oliver the Weasley twins not even trying to stay on key.

"Steel!

Steel is cold as moonlight
Steel as sharper than sight
The touch of bitter winter white"

All the Gryffindors leapt to their feet and joined the Quidditch team's song.

"Shout it out from the highest tower
shout it out in the darkest hour
Charlemagne, you lead us on to…"

Ron was really getting annoyed; they'd gotten his brother's name wrong twice. Next thing you know they'd be calling him Rupert… or Ronye. "His name is Charlie!" Ron tried to yell over the singing.

"Power!" Sang everybody.

Oliver hushed the room, it was his part again, and he didn't want anyone else to steal the spotlight.

"War!

War is strict as Jesus."

"War!" chanted the Gryffindors.

"War it's finer than spring" sang Oliver.

Each time he opened his mouth to sing he was getting louder, much to Hermione's irritation.

"War!

Service to Christ and to our

King!
Shout it out from the highest tower
shout it out in the darkest hour
Charlemagne, you lead us on to power...

The gates of heaven await
Thrown wide by Charles the Great
We follow him through by serving his state

Glory! Glory!
Glory! Glory!
Glory!"

Oliver finished the song with a grin and jumped down from the couch. He strode over tothe befuddledHarry. "Harry I'm going to go up and make some charts to show you what Quidditch is. I'll meet you out on the Quidditch Pitch." Wood then turned and bounded up the stairs to his dormitory.

The twins came over shortly to congratulate Harry and offer him some advice.

"Oh Harry," began George. "Just to let you know "make some charts" is Oliver speech for…"

Fred spoke up "…I'm going to go bow down to my Charlie Weasley shrine see you in a few hours."

"Oh," was all Harry managed to say. The twins ran off to plot some more with Lee Jordan and Harry turned to Ron who was still muttering something to the affect of "his name is Charlie." Harry left Ron there to go take a nap. He returned two hours later and found Ron in the same spot. Ron finally snapped out of it and the two skipped off to dinner.

Woot! Chapter 4 Over!

There was a Wizard of Oz reference if you didn't catch it. And a Moody's Point thing... maybe you've seen it on the Amanda Show. Erm… Read and Review or… I'll poke you!

And school is starting up soon so the chapters won't come up one right after the other... sorry :(