Okay people. I am back for my reviewers. I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long. I just needed to update my TT story, and it ended up being over 3000 words longs, so, well you get it. Any way, here's my new chapter.
Everyone's heads perked up as the scream shattered the windows. Professor Evodrom ran out followed by Hermione, Ron, Harry and Jay. They saw the creepy shadow thing cornering Colin Creevy in the hall. Colin was standing there with an extremely frightened look on his small face. Professor Evodrom pulled out her wand, and she was about to shout out a spell, when the shadow dispersed into nothing. Professor McGonagall, who was next door, made sure Colin was all right before she brought him into her classroom.
Professor beckoned the four inside, before she slammed the door shut. She paced to the front of the room. "Nothing to fear, it was just a small incident. For homework, I would like an essay written about banshees, make it about a half of scroll long." She said before she dismissed them. Ron, Harry and Hermione walked out. "Hermione, Harry and I have Quidditch practice. Want to come?" Ron asked. Hermione thought for a moment before she nodded. They all walked out to the field. They stopped abruptly when they saw about 3 new faces. "Oh wait, I forgot that today is tryouts for Seekers and Beaters since George, Fred, and Angelina are gone. I guess they didn't want to keep the others. We have to stay. Do you still want to?" Ron said looking at Hermione.
Hermione shrugged. "Why not?" she said before she sat on a nearby bench. Ron and Harry ran onto the field. "For beaters, we have Ginny Weasley, Sean Haley and Steph Greeter. We don't have any one trying out for chaser, which means we need to find one," the captain said. (I don't know who it should be.) Ron nudged Harry. "What about…" he said before he cocked his head toward Hermione. "Are you crazy? Hermione? On a broom? Playing Quidditch? Honestly, you are delirious." He said not trying to laugh.
Ron grunted and then said, "Well, why not ask Hermione? I mean, she's right there," he said pointing to her. The captain shrugged and called. "GRANGER?! Want to try out? Worth a shot," he said as he pointed to a broomstick. Hermione raised her eyebrows. "Come on Hermione. No harm in trying." Ron called. Hermione shrugged again. She then jumped off the bench, and ran into the field. "Okay, let's give this a shot. Since it's tryouts, let's mix it up a little. Potter, play Keeper. Ron, come play Chaser with Granger and Greeter. Other Weasley and Haley, play Beaters, and I'll play Seeker. Ready…set…go!" he said as he mounted his broom quickly.
Ron shot up and caught the ball. He turned his head. "Hermione, catch!" he shouted as he threw the ball to the girl who closing into the goals. She caught it, teetered on her broom, and came to a stop right in front of Harry. Harry grinned smugly. "Don't throw it too hard Hermione!" he said before he erupted into laughter. She frowned, and then furrowed her brow as she hurled the ball at the rings. It sailed through. Harry turned his head toward her as his jaw dropped. "It-it went in!" she said happily. Ron flew over toward her to congratulate her. Harry grabbed the ball, and threw it back towards her. It whizzed past her head nearly hitting it. Because of the surprise, she flailed on the broom, and then tumbled off. Harry's hand flew to his mouth as Ron was darting on the broom. Her screams were echoing as she got closer to hitting the ground.
Ron quickly grasped her hand as she was two feet from the ground. He landed, and held on to her arms tightly to steady her. "Ron, you saved my life," she said as she collapsed in his arms limply. The captain (give me a name for him. I can't stand calling him…"him") ran over and looked over her. "Weasley, Potter, take her to the hospital wing. I think she passed out from being scared. The rest of you, try-outs are over. I've seen enough." He said before he walked off. Ron placed his arms under hers, and Harry grabbed her legs as they walked toward the other side of the school.
"You idiot! Why did you have to throw it so hard, and at her face?" Ron sneered. "I did not do it intentionally." Harry lied. "Yeah, you did. I saw the face when you did. You are just mad because she scored, and because she likes me more than she had ever liked you when you two were dating," Ron said angrily. "No, it's because…well, it's not that," Harry said defensively. "I can't believe you Harry. You're my best friend. And finally when a girl finally likes me, you can't be happy for me like I was for you when you were with Hermione, even though I seethed with jealousy. And I was there for you when Cho broke up with you. Harry, you have defeated the most evil wizard in the history of…forever, and yet you succumb to jealousy. I can't believe you," Ron said worked up. That walked into the room. Ron grabbed her legs from Harry's arms. Her head flopped onto his shoulder. He laid her on one of the beds.
Madame Pomfrey walked up flustered. "What happened?" she asked. "Hermione fell off her broom in Quidditch. I managed to reach her before she hit the ground, but she passed out," Ron said. Madame Pomfrey was all ready checking her out. Ron turned on his heel. As he walked out, he gave Harry a dirty look, and "accidentally" pushed him in the shoulder. Harry was pushed onto his butt. As he looked at a storming Ron, and an unconscious Hermione, he could tell that this was going to be a long year.
Later that evening in the Dining hall, Harry walked to his normal seat. He had been in his room since his little episode with Ron. It had been about 4 hours since then, and even though they were in the same dorm, Ron never said a word to Harry. Now, he was sitting with Dean, Ginny, Luna, and Seamus. Hermione walked up and sat across from Harry. She was kind of out of it, but she said hi. "Hi. You do know I didn't mean to make you fall off the broom, right?" Harry said. Hermione nodded. "I mean, I knew you meant to throw it really hard at me, but I know me falling off the broom was an accident." Hermione said. "Tell that to Ron," Harry muttered.
Hermione smiled then looked over at Ron. "Attention, your attention please," Dumbledore shouted. Everyone stopped talking, and then faced him. "To let you know in advance, I am telling that the teachers are planning a Halloween Ball. It will be a formal one, and we will be invited the schools we invited to the Goblet of fire competition. It will be held on the 31st, so we have told you," he said before he sat down. The school broke into happy chit chatter. The food appeared on the table, and everyone began eating. "Harry, are you planning on taking Ginny?" Hermione asked. "Oh I don't know. Do you think that Ron will ask Fleur Delacour?" Harry asked trying to move the attention off of him. Hermione heaved her shoulders as Ron came and sat next to her. "Ron, I'm so happy to see you," she said. "You saved my life, there's nothing I can ever do to repay you," she said happily. He grinned as his ears turned red. She glanced at her watch. "Oh my god, it's all ready 7. I still have homework to do," she said as she quickly jumped up and ran out. "Potter," Ron said. "Ron, knock it off. You are acting so like Malfoy, so just shove it," he said meanly.
"You know, I am so sick of you always being the star, being the one everyone adores, being the one that is always said to win the game for us in Quidditch. Well, you know what; those people can't see the real side of you. The selfish, mean, and sometimes bragging ways of the great Harry Potter. I'm just one of the lucky ones who can." He said before he slammed his fist onto the table and went to sit with the other crew he was with before. Harry placed his head into his hands. Someone knocked on his head. He looked up and saw Justin from Hufflepuff. "Hey, are you alright?" he said as he sat down as everyone started to clear out. "uh- my best friend is really mad about me hitting the girl he likes off her broom, he's jealous of me, he's mad at me, and the girl he likes is my ex-girlfriend." He moaned. Justin whistled softly.
"Well, I know that only you would be able to handle that kind of job." Justin said as he got up from the table. Harry smiled, and then pushed away from the table. He walked up to his room, hoping to see Ron. Ron was laying upside down in a chair with his eyes closed. "Weasley," he said softly. Ron opened one of his eyes. "I was just leaving," he said. "No wait," Harry said as he motioned for him to stay. Ron stopped, and said, "What?" "Ron, I'm sorry that I'm a show-off, and I'm sorry I kind of act like I am the only one who's good on Gryffindor Quidditch team. I am truly sorry," he said as he lowered his head. Ron raised one of his eyebrows, and rolled his eyes. He then stuck out his hand, offering a silent truce. Harry shook it, and smiled. "But I am still angry at you for knocking her off the broom." He said meanly.
The windows then began to open and close, causing loud smacks to echo. The wind blew in forcefully, and the room grew icy. Howls came from no where. They ran to the window, and saw the black shadow fly in. It came through and flew out of the door.
Okay, I'm going to end it right there. Thanks to all who reviewed. I already have twenty reviews. Wow! I will update as soon as I finish my first TT story which I haven't updated in about a month and a half. Okay, so well, if that's that…then I'm gonna go. BYE