The following morning you were eating breakfast with Harry, Ron, and Hermione when as usual a flock of owls came in and dropped letters in front of everybody. You were surprised when a letter was dropped into your milk. You picked it up and looked at the front. "To Ms. Sarah Wilson, addressed from Hogwarts..." you said. Ron and Harry had not known about your Quidditch try out. You opened it nervously and sat closer to Hermione so she could read it with you.
Dear Ms. Sarah Wilson,
It is with greatest joy for us to tell you that you have made it onto the team as a Beater.
Please meet at the Quidditch field Friday at 6 P.M. sharp. Welcome to the team.
Your face turned red. "Wow." you whispered. "I made it." Hermione squealed happily, "Sarah that is great!" She hugged you. You smiled and hugged her back. "Thanks for encouraging me!" You both were giggling and pretty much jumping up and down in excitement. The whole time Harry and Ron were staring at you two awkwardly. "Girls," Ron said. "I never will understand them." Harry nodded. "What are you two so happy about?" You grinned at him, "Oh, nothing." You replied. Harry gave you a puzzled look. "Nothing you guys would care about." You put a finger at your lips like they would never get it out of you. You made a mischevious look. Then you started laughing at yourself.
When you stopped laughing you noticed that there was another letter in your milk. The envelope was smaller and it was just sitting and growing "soggy". You picked it up and opened it. There was a single word. "hate". That was it. You looked surprised, and creeped out. "Huh..." you said. "Hate." You showed it to Harry, Ron, and Hermione who had no clue what it meant either.
That night you were taking a shower in the Griffendor bathroom. Nobody else was in there but you. You walked out of the shower, and got dressed. And then you noticed it. A note. This time had 2 words. "HATE AND". You quickly felt a chill roll up your spine. You ran to Hermione and showed it to her. "Hate and...hate and war? Hate and sorrow?" Hermione muttered. "This is starting to get scarey," You said. Hermione went straight to Harry and Ron. "Look, look at this." She said, showing them. "When did you get that?" Harry asked. "Somebody left it in Sarah's bag when she was taking a shower." Hermione explained. Just then Draco walked by staring at you. "Alright you creep!" You shouted. "Enough with the notes!" Draco laughed. "What notes?" He said. Crab and Goyle stood by each side of him and smacked their hands into their palms warningly. "You know exactly what I am talking about you faggot." You said, getting right into his face. "Kiss me and we'll call it even." whispered Draco. You lept back. "You know what?" You grabbed your wand and held it to his neck. "Stay away from me, Malfoy." You warned. Malfoy's face grew scared. He and Crab and Goyle took off running.
You put your wand into your jacket pocket shaking your head. You looked at Hermione who shook her head as well. "Nevermind don't worry about it, I think it'll be okay." You said. You waved goodbye to Harry and Ron and walked back to the common room with Hermione.
You sat in the common room late that night, sketching in your notebook. You were drawing a dragon, just one out of your imagination. You looked at the clock and yawned. 1 A.M. You reached into a backpack beside you and pulled out some colored pencils. As you went away with coloring carefully something made you jump. "What are you doing up?" A voice said. You looked behind your shoulder. Harry was standing just outside the door of the room for boys. He looked really tired and was holding a glass of water. "Nothing," you replied. You turned back over and continued drawing. Harry sat down beside you. He looked over at your sketch. "Why, that's the best drawing of a dragon I've ever seen!" He said. You smiled. "Thank you." you replied.
"So, what did the letter say? The one you and Hermione got excited about?" Harry asked. You grinned and looked up at it. "Nothing, nothing you would care about." You said. You looked over at your feet. 'It's funny. He's the star of the team and he doesn't even know' you thought to yourself.
"Ok..." Harry said. He yawned. "I'm so tireeed." he said. You nodded. "Me too." you replied. You put your notebook in your backpack. "Well, I guess I'll go to bed." You said. Harry stopped you. "Wait," he said. You turned around. "Yeah?" you asked. "Good luck with Quidditch." you turned red. "How did you know about?" you started. "I'm in the team! Of course I know!" Harry replied. You smiled. You leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks, good luck to you too." You said. You turned and walked to bed.