The morning mist air clung to the girl's scarlet robes. Today was the day she replaced her friends. Somehow, it just didn't feel right to pretend that they just graduated. Not when people had died, people had lost hands, and people…Harry, had disappeared. In just half an hour, she would be in charge of six other students. Making a total of seven of them to carry on the Gryffindor legacy in Quidditch. Ginny sighed as she shouldered her new broom, a Cleansweep 11. Mrs. Weasely had thought it only fair that Ginny receive a new broom for being captain of the Quidditch team. The fact that she didn't want Ginny to take Charlie's old broom, like Ginny was originally going to, was never mentioned. She walked towards the Quidditch pitch slowly. She had plenty of time before tryouts began. In her left hand, she held a briefcase. Once she reached the fog-laden pitch, she opened the briefcase with a muffled click. Inside were four balls, the Quidditch balls. She selected the red ball and took it out. She threw it into the air and jumped on her broom to follow. She threw the Quaffle about and caught it herself, reveling in the speed of her new broom. After a few more passes to herself, she saw a crowd of people. Sighing to herself, she landed lightly, the Quaffle under her arm.

"Hello, I'm Ginny and I'm the new Quidditch Captain for the Gryffindor team," Ginny said. She cast a glance over the faces in front of her. "Now, I will group those of you who want to be Chasers in groups of two or three and you are to pass the Quaffle back and forth, finally scoring a goal at the other end of the pitch. Beaters, I will release one Bludger, pass the Bludger back and forth along the pitch, stay underneath the Chasers. Partway through the drill, I will release the second Bludger. The two beaters will then continue to handle the first Bludger while protecting the Chasers from the second Bludger. Seekers, your job is to catch a walnut that I will be levitating. Keepers, you will be trying to block the Chaser's goals, plain and simple. Each group will try three different times. Any questions?" Ginny looked around at the small crowd of people. No one raised their hand, so she nodded her head. "Okay, Seekers over there, Keepers over there, Beaters over there, and Chasers over there." Ginny watched as the crowd separated into four different groups. She went among the nearly twenty people. Judging them quickly with her eyes. By their builds, she organized them from what she thought would be from the worst to the best. The people flew on either their brooms or a school broom. Finally, hours later, Ginny collapsed on the grass after everyone had left. Her best friend had been by far the best Keeper, and a boy was clearly the choice for a beater, along with his girlfriend, but the relationship tension that might ruin the team made Ginny nervous. She pulled out the papers she had kept notes on during tryouts. She looked at them and sighed. How had Harry managed this? She wrote a few things down before leaning back and closing her eyes. There was no good Seeker. What should she do? She obviously needed one. She shook her head and decided to hold callbacks for one beater and a seeker. The other players weren't too bad. They didn't compare with past teams, but it was better than it could have been.

She trudged through the halls. Her mind wandered as her feet carried her around the castle. Her mind wandered to Harry and almost immediately recoiled. She couldn't think about him. Ron was right; he wasn't coming home. Suddenly she found herself thinking about Erik. What did she really know about him? What was she going to do with her life after school? She had never thought about life after school. She had been too encompassed with the war.

"Ms. Weasely," a severe voice said. Ginny turned around and looked at the formidable professor.

"Yes, professor?" Ginny asked, pulling her mind back to reality.

"I'd like to talk to you. My office please." The woman turned around and began walking towards her office. Ginny hung her head and followed her. What had she done? She had been in school for just over a week, and already she was in trouble? The two stopped at a pair of stone gargoyles. Rashida said the password and they stepped onto the revolving staircase. Once upstairs, Rashida sat behind her desk, and Ginny sat down in a chair opposite the headmistress. "Ms. Weasely, I am concerned for you," she started.

"Oh, Professor. Don't be concerned. I'm just fine," Ginny said. She was more confused now than ever before.

"No, you're not," Rashida said. She placed her fingertips together in a way that painfully reminded Ginny of Dumbledore. "Your grades at the end of last year were dismal. Somehow you managed to pass, but only thanks to your supreme grades from earlier. Your current grades are, if possible, worse. If you are unable to bring your grades up, your position as Quidditch captain will be revoked." Rashida looked at Ginny with solemn eyes.

"Professor!" Ginny exclaimed.

"That is all Ms. Weasely. Please, return to your common room and work on your homework." Rashida bent over her desk and began reading the papers there. Ginny stared in shock at the professor. After a moment, she came to her senses and returned to Gryffindor Tower.

"Ginny are you okay?" her best friend asked. Ginny looked up and stared at her friend. She would never understand Ginny's situation. She had lost no one to the war; her grades were impeccable. Ginny decided not to bother telling her best friend.

"Yeah, I'm great, but I think I'll go to bed," Ginny said.

"But what about the Transfiguration essay due tomorrow? You haven't even started!" the girl with black hair protested.

"I'll do it later," Ginny said with a wave of her hand. She walked up the stairs to her dormitory where she stared at the ceiling, trying to get her mind to empty so that she could sleep.

Author's Note: See everybody, you reviewed so updated much faster grins well, what did you think of the chapter? I know it wasn't much, but trust me, it's important grins

Response to Reviews: I am very happy with my reviewers now. 15 reviews. That is the most I have ever gotten for one chapter, chapter 3 being the runner up with 14. Although, the review rate is better. Of 183 hits, this chapter received 14 reviews, that's just over 8. Very good, I am very proud of you. A common concern was the number of reviews until Harry comes home. This story now has 114 reviews if you weren't watching. That means you have another 16 to go before Harry comes home. Don't worry; you'll make it! I have faith in my wonderful reviewers!

Anonymous Reviews: I did get two of them this time around:

harrypotterchick4ever- wow, I'm glad that even though this story is 13 chapters long (now 14) people are still just starting the tale. I hope you continue to like it as much!

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