Ch. 4 Qudditch

The day of the tryout I woke up early. I felt as if nervous butterflies were flying around in my stomach. I tried to eat breakfast but I almost ended up vomiting. Instead I headed onto the pitch early. I found the best broom available to me through the school broom shed and took to the air. I felt better right away with the fresh breeze whipping at my hair. I flew like an expert with moves Harry and Ron had instilled in me and a kind of gracefulness I had learned from Ginny. I had only been flying for half an hour when someone called up to me,

"Hey if you're here for the tryout get down here now!" It was a female voice she sounded bossy and loud. I flew down to her. She was pretty with thick straight hair the darkest shade of auburn. I landed next to a couple of boys with blonde hair.

" Now that everyone is here lets get started first you need to tell me what position you are trying for and you name. Lets start with you." she said pointing a pen at me, her face passive.

" I am trying for chaser and I am Hermione Dumbledore." I said looking her straight in the eye. Recognition flashed through her hazel eyes.

" So you're the famous niece of Dumbledore? I heard a lot about you. I heard you were more of an academic person always stuck in a book." she said somewhat mockingly.

"People are usually wrong when they make assumptions." I said ice in my voice. She laughed richly and smiled.

" I like you Hermione you don't have a head full of fluff and you have a fiery temper a quality I'm looking for in any future Quidditch player of mine." she said looking at everyone trying out. I was taken aback. I was expecting her to send me off the field for my rudeness. I guess you can't always assume what people are going to do no mater how predictable their personality is.

When she finished taking names she ordered us to take to the sky. We did only too gladly. She was indeed the captain of Gryffindor team her name was Sterling Maine. From the other players I heard she had a vivacious personality and brains to back it up. They also said she was an excellent keeper. She didn't play during try outs instead she sat in the stands with a brown haired boy of about 13, they observed the practice game. The game was composed of players from Gryffindor team as well as other team players there was also a few reserves playing. I played to the best of my ability and I felt I performed rather well. I didn't miss a single pass and only failed to make one of the goals I shot.

When Sterling declared the game over the aspiring Quidditch players took the field around her.

" You guys were all great and I appreciate you coming down to try out. My decision when made will be final. Me and my young assistant here (she indicated the boy from the stands) will go calculate who will be best for which position and we will have the results pinned to the bulletin board by 7 p.m. this evening. Enjoy the rest of your day!" she said I turned to leave with the rest of my competition when Sterling stopped me. "Hey Hermione come here a sec." she said. I walked over to her feeling nervous. "hey don't look so nervous I just want to ask you were you learned to fly the way you do?"

I wasn't expecting anything like that. My surprise must have shown on my face because she laughed." I had friends who where Quidditch freaks and they taught me everything" I finally answered. She laughed more as well as her companion.

" Oh this is my little bro by the way he's a Quidditch freak too only he doesn't play he consults" Sterling said cuffing her brother around the neck.

" J.D. " the boy said offering his hand I shook it "its nice to meet you" I said "same here"

"Well I should go so you guys can get to work on your decisions" I said taking my leave they nodded and headed back to the stands. I went up to the castle and went straight to the library I needed to do something to keep my mind off the outcome of the tryouts.

I entered and headed straight to the back were the Potions books where. I picked one off the shelf when I heard an all to familiar voice on the other side of the shelf. " What is making you react this way" I heard him cry in frustration. I waited to hear who was getting him angry but no one was there. "that's it!" he cried I heard him drop the book he was holding and leave quickly. Curiosity getting the better of me I followed silently. He was heading toward the dungeons. I was going to stop following but he turned into a passage I had never seen before. Everything in my mind and body was screaming don't go but burning curiosity got the better of me and I followed. The passage was dark but I could still see Toms outline ahead. He stopped suddenly and I hid in a alcove. The room suddenly erupted with light. I blinked a few times. I heard Tom walking around, a cling of glass on glass followed when the walking stopped. I carefully looked around the corner. Tom was bent low over a cauldron adding ingredients and stirring. I watched for about 15 minutes and then sat back in the alcove. I contemplated what he was making but couldn't draw any conclusion. After about 10 more minutes everything was silent. A prickling feeling crept up on the back of my neck. Carefully I peered out to see what he was doing. He was applying a thick salve on his back and sides. With more careful inspection I looked at what he was covering up. They where thin pink scars. They stood out vividly against his pale skin. There were so many crossing in all sorts of directions. It looked like he had been beaten on different occasions because some where lighter then others.

I covered my mouth and bit my tongue to keep from gasping. I stepped back and my heel clicked against the floor. My eyes widened in horror as I heard footsteps heading toward me. I looked for a way to conceal myself but it was to late. I felt a hand reach out to me and slam me hard against the wall. Stars danced in front of my eyes and I felt dizzy and nauseous.

"What are you doing here?" he growled anger in his every word. I grew to afraid to speak. I opened my eyes and looked into his they where cold and hard a fury burning in them that I had never saw. It frightened me to no end. I tried to wiggle form his vice like grip but it was useless. He had my wrists pinned painfully tight against the wall and his body pushed against mine pinning me unmoving to the wall.

"What are you doing down here" he asked again his tone demanding.

"I… I followed you down here from the library. When I heard you say you 'that's it' I wanted to know what you had done." I said still squirming against him. I looked down at his chest. I should have listened to myself when I knew I shouldn't have come. I pushed against him trying to free my self from the cold, hard stone.

"You infuriate me Hermione" he said but there was something other then fury in his voice. I felt a pressure on my lower abdomen. My eyes snapped onto him when I realized it was his erection on me. I looked him in the eye and seen fury mixed with a burning lust. I realized what he was going to do a second before he did it. He kissed me hard. It was kiss that took the breathe right out of me. My body reacted with a desire to match his and I pressed myself closer to him. He brought my wrists down behind my back he had complete control over me and the situation. And for some reason I didn't mind. I liked how he had control over everything in that sense. The kiss was broken however when someone called out to Tom'

"Tom! Tom are you down here?" they asked rounding the corner. Tom looked around ready to kill, it was a younger boy maybe about twelve years old that had interrupted us. Coming to my senses suddenly I fled before Tom could react. I heard him shout in anger.

I didn't stop running until I reached the safety of the common room. I stopped outside the portrait hole to catch my breath. When I could breathe again I entered the common room. A cheer erupted throughout the common room. I looked around puzzled.

"Congrats Hermione you made the Gryffindor Quidditch team" Sterling said approaching me. I was speechless

"I what..?" I said stuttering

" you made the team!" she said again. I suddenly felt light headed, and a happy feeling crept slowly into my stomach. A grin crept onto my face

"Yes!" I said jumping up and down and hugging random people. My day turned around suddenly for the better and I participated in the party for the new Gryffindor team.

/ alright end chapter4 yay okay anyway I am sooooo sorry I did not update sooner but being a senior I suddenly had homework pinned on me from every class including Mythology and a 2 page essay in Government but I had time today to type this up so I hope you like it. I made a smart Tom this chapter he has invented a potion for scars you'll learn more on the matter later that was for you encantada I am also developing a few choice characters for Hermione to befriend and I tried with my grammar a little more just to please all my reviewers you know I love you guys and the way Tom pins Hermione taking total control that's how I see him acting in that situation. Most people would disagree but its my story and I don't mind a guy being in control only in that sense its fun but any way its my story ok I hope to update tomorrow but we'll see I have a paper to write in Literature Government and Spanish joy right? xoxoxox