" Potter it is time."

Victor stepped out from the bathroom dressed in his Quiddich robes which were an imaculate jet black wtih streaks of yellow.

" I ave given my team the same robes. Zis is a real game Potter. No exceptions. I have also organised for a referee to attend the match."

" Who?" asked Harry.

" Me Potter."

Madame Hooch stepped out. " When I heard that Victor here was challenging the old Gryfindor team to a match. I could not refuse. Those were the days of good Quiddich."

Harry smiled as Fred ran in. " Upstairs Harry. Come on quickly. We have to get ready."

Harry raced upstairs and into Fred and George's room. George was waving his wand in the air and the messy room was changing into a very tidy and persise bedroom.

" Ah good , you're here Harry."

There was a knock on the door. " Come in " yelled Fred.

The door opened and Oliver Wood walked in. He hadn't changed a bit , still tall , still thin and dertimined looking. Harry's heart fluttered widly. He felt once again like he was looking upon his captain and waiting for orders.

Wood smiled and hugged Harry , or as boys do it. He brushed against him and gave him a heartly clap on the shoulder.

" You've changed Potter. You're not so weedy and small anymore."

Harry laughed. " Ah...thanks Oliver."

" I've heard you're Captain of Gryfindor now. I'm pleased. I always believed you would do a good job."

Harry blushed. " Well I do try."

" Well trying is not good enough Harry. As you will remember from my days there."

George grinned at Harry. Wood was still the same as before indeed. " Did you tell Harry the news Wood? " asked George.

" No " he replied.

George smiled. " Oliver got picked to try out for the England Squad. If he makes the team , he could be in the next World Cup."

" Thats great " said Harry. " When are the trials?"

" Next week " said Wood. " I have news for you too Harry. They are talking about you there. Seems to be , that they have heard of your seeker skills and your Father. I also mentioned the games you had played when I was there. They were very impressed with it. Also they were talking about your great escape from the dragon using your broom. Looks like a dead cert for you too Harry. I'd be dead chuffed if you were on the squad. Imagine two old team mates playing together again. Angelina is also in on talks. I am so pleased. It would be great and if these two would just apply " Wood pointed to Fred and George.

" Please Oliver " sighed Fred. " It's not like our lives are going to be changed if we dont do it tomorrow. We will eventually."

" Yes " muttered Wood. " As if I haven't heard that one before. Oliver we will get up at six for training eventually."

Harry shivered as he remembered the icy morning winds that penetrated his skin at Woods famous 6.00am trainings."