The Difference One Choice Makes
3rd September 1993
As Monday rolled around signalling the start of their Third Year education, Harry walked into his first Arithmancy lesson of the year which was one of the two elective subjects he had taken, making his choice during his meeting with Professor Mcgonagall towards the end of the last school year.
Out of the six elective subjects you could choose from which were Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Care Of Magical Creatures, Divination, Muggle Studies and a new elective class called Basic Healer Training which was added eight years ago and was quite popular among students who wished to become Healers after they finished school.
For your Third Year, you were required to choose two of those six and you would only be able to change them during the first week of term and no later than that.
As Neville sat down next to him, Harry glanced around the room having a look at who else was in their class.
The Third Year Arithmancy class had a total of eighteen students showing that the subject was a popular one among students.
Other than the two boys, the full class included Hermione, Janet, Daphne Greengrass, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Terry Boot, Anthony Goldstein, Lisa Turpin, Su Li, Susan Bones, Amy Wenlock, Ernie Macmillan and Wayne Hopkins.
Their Arithmancy Professor Septima Vector was a short woman who was around 33 years with long black hair tied back in a ponytail and she was dressed in dark blue teaching robes while she was leaning back against her desk giving everyone the impression that she was quite a laid back teacher despite claims from some of the older students that she was as strict as Professor Mcgonagall.
"Arithmancy will be unlike any subject you have ever studied at Hogwarts… in these lessons, you will be learning about the magical properties of numbers and what they are used for in the magical world… while this first term will be your introduction to the course in your second term we will start looking into how to apply these teachings to Numerology… does anyone have any questions?" said Professor Vector.
Even Hermione who usually put her hand up at any opportunity in classes refrained from doing so this time.
"No one, right, let's get started then… I want you to open your textbooks and use the information from chapters one and two of Numerology and Grammatica to solve some simple equations" said Professor Vector after waiting for several seconds to see if anyone had any questions for her.
She pointed her wand to the stack of parchment papers next to her on the desk which immediately started floating to each desk handing one to each student.
Harry pulled his textbook out of his bag and started to read the first two chapters while he was looking at the parchment sheet in front of him which contained ten complex looking numerical equations.
Upon noticing the confused looks on the faces of a large number of her students, Professor Vector managed a small smile.
"Working out equations like those on your sheets will become easier as we have more lessons, just try your hardest and if you can't work one of them out, just leave it… but do try and work at least six of them out" said Professor Vector softly.
Harry and Neville looked at each other deciding to work together on these equations before making a start.
By the end of the lesson, Professor Vector had shown them why some older students said she was strict by setting them two lots of homework to be completed by Monday next week.
One hour later…
"What's got you so down Mr Weasley?" said Professor Mcgonagall folding her arms as she leant against her desk opposite Ron and Josh Sloper who had taken seats at the front of the classroom in the class they were sharing with the Hufflepuff's this year.
Ron who was looking like he had been punched in the gut did not answer.
"We've just had our first Divination lesson Professor" said Josh.
"I see… let me guess, Professor Trelawney predicted that you would be the victim of a violent gruesome death Mr Weasley?" said Professor Mcgonagall.
Ron looked up at her and nodded.
"While I cannot comment on another Teacher's teaching skills, I can tell you that Professor Trelawney makes it a yearly habit of predicting the death of at least one student in her first lesson, and so far not one of them has died" said Professor Mcgonagall.
Harry and Neville who were sat at the table on the far right-hand side of the classroom noticed that Ron looked a little cheered up at her words.
"Though if you do happen to drop dead at some point this year… rest assured that you will be excused from handing in any of my homework" said Professor Mcgonagall that resulted in a few chuckles around the classroom.
Once the chuckles had died down Professor Mcgonagall cleared her throat.
"Now, Animagi… would anyone like to explain what Animagi are?" said Professor Mcgonagall slipping back into her professional stern teaching self.
Several hands went up including Harry's and Jennifer's both of whom would like to answer the question as both of their Father's are Animagi.
4th September 1993
As Eric was finishing his breakfast with only his bacon and sausages remaining on his golden plate, he saw his Eagle Owl Taurus fly towards him landing next to his plate with an envelope attached to his talons.
Eric removed the envelope from Taurus's talons and stroked his wing and neck affectionately before the owl took flight once again heading for the Owlery.
Looking at the envelope he froze up for a second recognising his Grandfather's neat handwriting.
After a few seconds, he finally opened the envelope, pulling a single-page letter out and starting to read it.
Dear Eric
Your Grandmother and I were so proud when we found out that you had followed Black Family tradition by being sorted into Slytherin like so many Black's before you. Now that you have been sorted into the worthiest House in the long history of Hogwarts, your Grandmother and I urge you to make friends with the right sort of people.
While we approve of your friendship with the young Longbottom boy as he comes from a proper Pureblood family, we also encourage you to befriend some of the young Slytherin's in your year like Andrew Vaisey, Ambrose Richmond, Isabel Warrington, Astoria Greengrass and Viola Runcorn, befriending these young people will help to set you up for a fine future when you are older so befriending them now will be hugely beneficial to you.
I expect the next time we will see you will be during your Parents annual Christmas Day visit and your Grandmother and I look forward to seeing you and hearing all about your first year at Hogwarts.
Lord Orion and Lady Walburga Black
Eric folded up the letter and placed it in his pocket feeling unsure of how to react to his Grandparents wishes for him.
"From your Parent's?" said his short black haired new friend and housemate Jerome Snape who was sat next to him eating his own breakfast.
Eric cut into one of his sausages.
"Grandparents… said they were proud of me for being sorted into Slytherin, first Black in Slytherin since my Uncle was at school" said Eric before popping the small piece of sausage in his mouth.
"My Parent's were proud when I got sorted here as well… I think Mum was hoping that at least one of us might get sorted into Gryffindor, but she said I was where I was meant to be" said Jerome.
"So your Mum wasn't disappointed then?" said Eric curiously.
"No, she might've wanted one of us to go to Gryffindor, but she wasn't disappointed at where any of us ended up" said Jerome.
The two Boys continued their light conversation over their breakfast before heading off to their History Of Magic lesson.
Ten minutes later…
Hagrid was stood in the doorway of his cottage taking deep breaths as he tried to compose himself for his first lesson teaching Care Of Magical Creatures. A situation that was only possible thanks to Albus Dumbledore to which Hagrid felt that he could never fully repay the man who had shown so much trust and faith in him in all the time that they knew each other.
He thought back to his expulsion in his third year after he was falsely accused of opening the Chamber Of Secrets which led to the death of a Muggleborn student by the name of Myrtle Warren at the hands of his then baby Acromantula Aragog.
After the Fifth Year Slytherin Prefect Tom Riddle had brought him before the then Headmaster Armando Dippet Hagrid had been immediately expelled and his wand snapped but it was Dumbledore (who was Transfiguration Professor and Head of Gryffindor House at that time) who spoke up in Hagrid's defence and convinced Dippet to give Hagrid a cottage on the school grounds and have him trained as a Gamekeeper.
It was only last year however when Dumbledore successfully convinced the Minister For Magic to drop all the accusations against Hagrid when the Headmaster proved that the actual person behind the attacks was Tom Riddle himself as well as proving that the charming Slytherin Prefect eventually went on to become Lord Voldemort.
"I always knew you were innocent Hagrid… it's just a shame it took me so long to prove it" said Dumbledore during his conversation with Hagrid over tea during the summer.
Whether it was based on trust alone or a way to repay Hagrid for the years Hagrid had suffered being blamed for opening the Chamber Of Secrets in his youth. Dumbledore had gotten him the job as Care Of Magical Creatures in addition to his gamekeeping duties but Hagrid did not care what Dumbledore's reasons were, all that mattered to him was that after fifty long years, his name was finally cleared.
After a few minutes, Hagrid composed himself and opened his cottage door walking out to greet the first class of his teaching career managing a small smile when he saw Harry, Neville, Hermione and some of the other Gryffindor's among the crowd of students gathered outside of his cottage.
Twenty minutes later…
Hagrid placed two fingers in his mouth and whistled calling his new pet Buckbeak the Hippogriff back down to the ground.
The light grey feathered and furred winged creature which was half horse and half eagle and stood almost as tall as Hagrid was currently flying around near the top of the trees above the clearing in the Forbidden Forest where his class had gathered.
Ron who was on Buckbeak's back holding onto his neck cheering as he flew around the trees held on even tighter when Buckbeak finally came back down and landed.
"Well done Ron, well done Buckbeak!" shouted Hagrid full of pride as most of the class applauded what they had just seen.
Buckbeak eventually came to a halt near Hagrid who lifted Ron down from his back.
"How am I doing me first day?" said Hagrid looking down at Ron.
"Brilliant… Professor" said Ron with a giddy smile on his face still feeling the adrenaline he experienced from the ride.
Hagrid sent him a small smile and beckoned him to go back to the other students as Lucan Malfoy pushed his way through some of the Slytherins.
"Yeah… your not dangerous at all are you… you great ugly brute" said Lucan striding towards Buckbeak who turned to face.
"Malfoy no" said Hagrid as the Boy was blatantly ignoring his earlier words about treating Hippogriffs with respect and letting them make the first move when you wanted to get close to them.
Lucan smirked as he got close to Buckbeak before stopping dead in his tracks when Buckbeak reacted to his presence.
The Hippogriff reared up on its hind legs spreading its beautiful grey wings and roaring at Lucan before slashing his right arm with one of its talon lined front legs.
"BUCKBEAK!" shouted Hagrid quickly moving in front of the startled and insulted Hippogriff as other people in the class shouted and screamed at what had just happened.
Lucan was clutching his bloody arm on the ground.
"Woah, woah, woah… Buckbeak!" shouted Hagrid.
He took one of the dead ferrets hanging by a thick string around his neck and threw it towards one of the trees.
"Away you silly creature" said Hagrid as Buckbeak went off to get the dead ferret.
"Ah it's killed me, it's killed me" said Lucan with his voice full of pain.
"Calm down… it's just a scratch" said the now panicking Hagrid.
"HAGRID… he has to be taken to the Hospital Wing!" shouted Hermione emerging from the crowd of students with a concerned look on her face.
"I'm the teacher I'll do it" said Hagrid calming himself down slightly before he knelt down and picked Lucan up in both arms.
"You're gonna regret this" whined Lucan as Hagrid started carrying him out of the clearing.
"Class dismissed!" said Hagrid loudly and sternly.
"Stupid bloody chicken" whined Lucan as Hagrid started walking back up the path.
Slowly but surely the entire class started to make their way back up the path with the events of the lesson firmly on their minds.
Later that evening…
"Does it hurt Lucan?" said the overly dramatic voice of the dark brown-haired, Third Year Slytherin Pansy Parkinson who was sat at the Slytherin table with Lucan who was now sporting a white sling on his right arm.
Also sat with Lucan and Pansy were Millicent Bullstrode, Jeanette Farley, Felix Lestrange, Crabbe, Goyle and Mason Lee.
Harry, Neville, Ron, Janet and Hermione were sat at the Gryffindor table with their backs to the eight Slytherin Students.
"Yeah, Madam Pomfrey said I was lucky… any longer and I might have lost my arm" said Lucan in a dramatic voice that only further reinforced Ron's belief that Lucan was faking the seriousness of the injury.
"He's milking it, it's only a scratch" said Ron frostily.
"Hagrid was lucky to not get fired actually" said Harry distastefully.
"I bet old Lucius Malfoy will be furious… we haven't heard the end of this" said Janet.
"She's been sighted, she's been sighted!" shouted Seamus Finnegan as he came running towards the Gryffindor table with his Evening Edition of the Daily Prophet in his hand.
He placed the newspaper on the table where Dean Thomas and Ellen Morrison were sat.
"Who?" said Ron as he, Harry and the others stood up and quickly moved to look at the newspaper as did quite a few other students.
"Bellatrix Black!" said Seamus loudly.
All of the students gathered around the newspaper clambered to get a good look.
"Dusktown… that's not far from here" said Hermione in shock.
"You don't think she'll come to Hogwarts, do you?" said Ellen Morrison in a slight panic.
"With Dementor's at every entrance… she'd be mad too" said Dean Thomas.
"She's already slipped past them once though hasn't she, what's to say she won't do it again?" said Seamus.
"It's like trying to catch smoke isn't it, it's like trying to catch smoke in your bare hands" said Ron as they all looked down at the picture of Bellatrix who was screaming at them as two Auror's forced her backwards into her prison cell.
7th September 1993
Harry had to admit that he felt slightly awkward when he walked into the DADA classroom along with the rest of the Third Year Gryffindor-Slytherin class.
Upon entering the classroom Harry saw Narcissa stood next to the cabinet dressed in dark green robes similar to what she would wear at the Ministry holding both ends of her wand in her hands.
"With me please… your lesson will be taking place in Classroom Four" said Narcissa walking towards the door.
As she walked out of the classroom the entire class followed closely behind her.
Five minutes after they set off for Classroom Four they came across Peeves The Poltergeist as he was forcing a piece of chewing gum into the lock on one of Mr Filch's store cupboards.
"Waddiwasi" said Narcissa pointing her wand at the keyhole.
The gum that Peeves was jamming into the door shot out at breakneck speed and jammed itself up his nose to the amusement of the rest of the class as Peeves took off down the corridor screeching and shouting in discomfort.
"Nice one Professor" said Dean in amazement.
"Thank you Mr Thomas" said Narcissa as she started leading them along the corridor once more, finally arriving at Classroom Four ten minutes later.
She opened the door and led them inside to find the classroom mostly empty bar a few bookshelves and solitary chairs lining the classroom walls while there was a large cabinet stood at the opposite end of the classroom.
Narcissa made her way over to the cabinet coming to a halt next to it.
"Bags in the corner please, wands only for today" Narcissa called out as she turned to face the class.
Harry placed his bag in the corner of the room along with the rest of the class before walking closer to the cabinet which shook violently all of the sudden.
Some of the class stepped back in shock in response to the cabinet shaking with whispers being heard around the classroom before the cabinet shook once again.
"Would anyone like to venture a guess as to what is inside this cabinet?" said Narcissa gesturing her head to the cabinet which shook again.
"That's a Boggart" said the tall, long blonde haired Slytherin Daphne Greengrass politely.
"Very good Miss Greengrass… would anyone like to tell me what a Boggart looks like?" said Narcissa as a few hands shot up in the air eager to answer.
"Yes Miss Granger" continued Narcissa pointing her wand at Hermione.
"No one knows, a Boggart takes the shape of whatever the person fears the most, that's what makes them so terrifying" said Hermione.
"Correct… now Boggarts can be particularly nasty creatures to deal with, but there is a very simple charm to repel them" said Narcissa.
She moved to stand in front of the cabinet.
"A Boggart is repelled by laughter, repeat after me please… Riddikulous" said Narcissa.
"Riddikulous" chorused the Class.
"Good… but you need to be a little louder and speak more clearly" said Narcissa.
"Riddikulous!" chorused the Class much more clearly this time.
"This class is ridiculous" said Lucan who was still sporting the sling on his arm.
Crabbe who was stood next to him nodded in agreement.
"Something you would like to share with the class Mr Malfoy?" said Narcissa which made Lucan jump slightly.
"No Professor" said Lucan turning to look at her seeing the stern look on her face having obviously heard what he said.
Narcissa glanced down at his wounded arm.
"Which arm is your wand arm Mr Malfoy?" said Narcissa.
"My right" said Lucan nervously.
"Is it still seriously injured?" said Narcissa.
Lucan nodded.
Narcissa pointed to one of the chairs on the right-hand side of the room with her wand.
"I see… well I'm afraid I can't allow you to take part in the second part of my lesson, please take a seat and watch the rest of the class, I'll make sure to test you on how you repel a Boggart when you have recovered from your injury" said Narcissa.
Most of the class smirked including Harry when Lucan scowled before walking over to the chair sitting down to watch the class with a scowl on his face.
Once he had sat down Narcissa cleared her throat getting the attention of her class back onto her.
"Miss Greengrass… perhaps you would like to tackle the Boggart first?" said Narcissa.
Daphne Greengrass who was nicknamed by many students in her year as the "Ice Queen" owing to her cold demeanour made her way towards the cabinet with her wand at her side and a confident look on her face.
Narcissa moved to stand on the left side of her classroom near the cabinet resting against one of the stacks of chairs.
"Ready Miss Greengrass?" said Narcissa pointing her wand at the cabinet door.
Daphne Greengrass nodded to her and pointed her wand at the cabinet door with a look of steely focus and determination on her face.
Narcissa silently unlocked the cabinet door with her wand which slowly creaked open with a pale white hand reaching around the door from inside the cabinet.
Some of the class gasped as a tall white-skinned male Vampire crept out of the cabinet and took a few steps towards her.
"Riddikulous!" shouted Daphne.
The Vampire stumbled back with its long billowing robes changing to a tight-fitting corset, fishnet tights and black high heels with a large amount of makeup on its face.
The class burst into laughter as the Vampire looked around the classroom in shock and confusion.
"Excellent Miss Greengrass… to the back now, everyone else form a line" said Narcissa proudly as the laughter in the classroom died down.
There was quite a bit of pushing and shoving going on as a line was formed with Ron at the front.
"You next Mr Weasley" said Narcissa.
As Ron stepped forward the Vampire morphed into a giant Black Widow Spider which caused Ron to whimper with fear.
As the spider moved towards Ron snapping its pincers he tried to compose himself.
"Now Mr Weasley" said Narcissa ready to step in if necessary.
"Riddikulous" said Ron finally getting himself together.
Four-wheeled roller blades appeared on all eight of the spider's legs causing it to stumble and fall over multiple times.
"Next" said Narcissa.
Parvati Patil stepped forwards making the spider change to a Mummy which tripped over its own bandages when Parvati was through with it.
Harry was not sure how much time had passed before he finally got his turn to face the Boggart.
As he walked towards the Jack in the box which was once a giant King Cobra before the bubbly shoulder-length brown-haired Slytherin Tracey Davis had dealt with it, Harry felt a familiar memory force its way to the front of his mind.
Suddenly the Boggart morphed into a Dementor which ended up scaring most of the class.
Narcissa moved to tackle the Boggart herself before.
"Riddikulous!" shouted Harry.
The Dementor morphed into an inflatable balloon-like doll of Professor Snape which had the class roaring with laughter seemingly erasing their previous fears about seeing the Boggart taking the form of a Dementor.
Had Narcissa not been feeling uneasy about her Son facing a Boggart in the form of a Dementor which was dangerous in itself then she might have laughed at the inflated Professor Snape.
"Next" said Narcissa letting Josh Sloper step forwards to have his own chance against the Boggart.
It was nearly the end of the lesson when the last of the students in the line finally faced the Boggart causing Narcissa to step forwards to finish it off herself.
Seconds after the form of her long-dead Father Cygnus Black had appeared Narcissa had turned him into a rather ugly looking stone statue and forced the Boggart back into the cabinet before closing and locking it.
"Five points to everyone who successfully repelled the Boggart" Narcissa called out moments before the bell rang.
"Everyone collect your bags from the back of the classroom, that's the end of the lesson thank you" said Narcissa before returning her wand to her specialist Auror wand holster concealed up her right sleeve.
As the students collected their bags and left the classroom in droves Narcissa felt a pair of eyes on her.
She turned around slightly to see Harry looking at her with a concerned look on her face, correctly guessing what form her Boggart took.
She sent him a soft smile and nod before Harry left the classroom with his friends.
9th September 1993
Jennifer was stood with more than a dozen other Ravenclaw Students in the centre of the Quidditch pitch dressed in blue and dark grey Quidditch robes with brown leather padding holding onto broomsticks as she waited for the Quidditch try-outs to begin.
There were four open spots on the team this year. Two Chasers, one Beater and a Seeker.
Jennifer herself was going for one of the Chaser spots.
"Jennifer Black, am I right?" said a voice from Jennifer's right.
Jennifer turned to see a long black haired girl of Chinese and Scottish descent, the latter of which Jennifer had deducted from her accent.
"Yeah… it's Cho isn't it, Cho Chang?" said Jennifer recognising the girl as the Fourth Year Cho Chang.
Cho sent her a smile and nodded.
"That's right… what position are you trying out for?" said Cho as she made her way over to talk to her.
"Chaser, you?" said Jennifer finding the popular Fourth Year a nice person to talk to.
"Seeker, I've played as Seeker at the Tutshill Tornadoes youth training camp for the last two years" said Cho.
"That's great, I asked my Mum if I could go to one of those youth camps last summer but I missed the signup date" said Jennifer.
"You should come to the Tornadoes youth camp next summer, you'll love it" said Cho.
The two girls kept chatting for the next five minutes before the Fifth Year Quidditch Captain Roger Davies who was the older brother of her classmate Dylan Davies made his way over to them.
Roger Davies was tall and stocky with shoulder-length black hair and was known to be well-liked by most of the Girls in Ravenclaw, even Jennifer had to admit that he was rather good looking but found his ego a little off-putting.
"Alright… before you get into trying out for your individual spots I want you to do ten laps around the pitch" said Roger Davies.
Jennifer mounted her new Nimbus and took off to start doing laps around the pitch.
She found it hard to explain the exhilarating feeling she was getting from speeding around the pitch with the wind hitting her in the face. After seeing Harry play Quidditch for two years she could only imagine how he felt every time he went flew at speed.
Once she had finished the ten laps Jennifer returned to the ground where Roger Davies and the other two Ravenclaw team members were waiting for them.
Once all of the others had returned to the ground Roger Davies cleared his throat.
"All right… I want you to split into three groups, Seekers on the left, Beaters on the right and Chasers in the middle" said Roger.
Jennifer and Cho wished each other good luck before Cho walked over to stand with the one other person trying out for Seeker while Jennifer remained with the Chasers which included another six hopefuls.
The three Ravenclaw team members quickly separated with Jennifer and the rest of the Chasers hopefuls being left under the supervision of Roger Davies and Sarah Fawcett.
"Those of you trying out for Seeker wait in the stands for now, you'll get your try-out after the Chasers and the Beaters" said Roger Davies.
Jennifer saw Cho give her a reassuring smile and wave as she walked over to the stands.
"Alright… as there are so many of you we're going to put you through two exercises… the first is a simple passing exercise where I will judge your ability to distribute the Quaffle, so get mounted up and form a circle near the south goalposts" said Roger Davies.
Jennifer and the others mounted their brooms and flew up to the designated area forming a large circle.
Roger Davies was hovering in the centre of the circle with the Quaffle in his hand.
"Okay… I will pass the Quaffle to each of you in turn, and you will pass it back to me, you will be judged on your reflexes, catching and distribution, if you fail to catch the Quaffle or you throw it to me in a way where it would be impossible for me to catch it then your try-out is over" said Roger Davies.
Jennifer placed her feet firmly on the footrests and held onto her broom with her left hand preparing herself for the exercise.
Without waiting to be told that the Chaser Hopefuls were ready Roger Davies threw the Quaffle to one of them who only just managed to catch it.
"You're finished Cadwallader, get back down there and get changed" barked Roger Davies as the Quaffle was thrown back to him before he threw it to the next person.
Cadwallader scowled and flew back down towards the changing rooms in a mood having failed his try-out.
Taking what had happened to Cadwallader as a warning, Jennifer kept her concentration up as she waited for her turn catching the Quaffle with considerate ease before sending a wicked pass back to Roger Davies.
"Nice pass Black" said Roger Davies congratulating her.
Jennifer smirked at him before returning her focus to her try-out.
Once the exercise had finished which resulted in two more hopefuls failing due to bad catching or bad distribution they were assigned to take ten shots against the Keeper Sarah Fawcett while evading a Bludger and see how many goals they could score.
By the end of the try-out Jennifer had scored eight of her ten shots which was one higher than the next person.
Twenty minutes later…
Jennifer, Cho and the rest of the try-out hopefuls were stood in the centre of the pitch waiting to hear the final decisions on who would make it onto the team.
Stood in a line opposite them were Roger Davies, Sarah Fawcett and the Fourth Year female Beater Jamie Mcmanus.
Roger Davies cleared his throat.
"Okay then, the successful try-outs are as follows… the Chasers will be Eddie Carmichael and Jennifer Black, the Beater will be Jackson Andrews, and finally, the Seeker will be Cho Chang" said Roger Davies.
"Will those who made the team please step forward… everyone else can leave" said Jamie Mcmanus.
Jennifer and Cho congratulated each other with a hug before walking over to join their new teammates.
"Okay then, our practice sessions will be every Wednesday at 7 pm for an hour and a half and Saturday at 10 am for two hours, don't miss any of them without good reason too" said Roger Davies sternly.
Jennifer and Cho remained quiet listening to their Captain.
"Today will be a more simple practice session… we are just going to play a mock match against the Keeper while Chang searches for the Snitch, the aim is to show our ability and willingness to work as a team" said Roger Davies.
Sarah Fawcett opened the chest at her feet releasing the Bludgers and the Snitch before mounting her broom and flying towards the hoops.
"Alright everyone else get mounted up" said Roger Davies as he picked the Quaffle up.
Jennifer and the others mounted their brooms and took to the sky.