Chapter 2

Quidditch Excitement

Jendy excelled greatly in every class. She not only surpassed Hermione but the teachers as well. Soon Quidditch tryouts arose and to everyone's delight, (in the Hogwarts house that is) Jendy decided to try out for the team being one of those rare and special girls who didn't mind being covered in mud and drenched and soaked in rain. Jendy and Hermione chattered merrily in the stands before Jendy had to move her slender athletic body to join Harry and Ron as they waited for the rest of the people to show up. Ron blushed, thinking of how beautiful she looked even though she was soaked in the rain. Harry gave a silly smile of a man in love.

The other people coming to try out marched onto the pitch a few minutes later. Harry couldn't help but notice they all looked like trolls.

"Okay," he said, "Everyone mount your brooms and take a lap around the pitch."

They did so, and Harry again noticed the Jendy was the fastest, and the most agile.

If I wasn't the seeker, she should be: he thought.

After the last person made it around the pitch, Harry had them throw the quaffle around. Finally, it was time to dodge bludgers. Harry released one, and it zoomed around, as the players dodged and evaded it.

"Your doing great, Jendy!" Ron called out.

Jendy turned to smile. Just then, the bludger swerved at her, hitting her in the side and knocking her off her broom.

Harry instinctively ran towards her as she fell, catching her gently in his arms.

"Jendy, Jendy are you okay?" he asked in alarm her face filled with absolute worry.

Jendy stirred weakly in his strong arms and managed to smile and grimace at the same time. Hermione and Ron ran to her.

"Jendy, Jendy, I'm so sorry!" Ron said blaming himself for the accident.

Hermione looked over Jendy, "Looks to me like to broke your nose, arm, and leg, I can't believe you're not crying."

Jendy managed to give a weak smile, she was the toughest girl in all of Hogwarts. Nothing made Jendy cry, except for the painful memory of her parents.

"Ron, give me my broom."

"What?" Harry asked alarmed, "what for?"

"Just do it."

Ron came back with her broom as Harry continued to carry her, beginning to blush.

"Harry if you need a break I can take her," Ron said hopefully handing Jendy her broom.

"No need," Jendy replied for Harry as she swung out of his arms and onto her broom. Hermione, Ron, and Harry gaped at her in amazement and mortification.

"I intend to finish this try out. Even though I have a broken arm, leg, and nose." Jendy said she rode her broom smoothly in perfectly geometrical round circles above them.

Harry was put in a dilema. He wanted Jendy on the Quidditch team, but she couldn't be seeker because he already was. Harry decided to go speak with proffesor Dumbledore about the matter. He found himself outside Dumbledore's office when he remembered he didn't know the password.

"Sherbert lemon?" he guessed, doubting that Dumbledore re-used passwords. It didn't work.

But then, Harry thought a little harder. Who deserves their name to be the password, more than anyone else?

"Jendy!" Harry exclaimed, and he was admitted to Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledor strode quickley over to Harry, "What seems to be the problem Mr. Potter?" He said peering at Harry behind his half moon specs.

"Dumbledor, Jendy is such a great Quidditch player, she should really be seeker, she is as good as me, maybe better! What should I do?"

"Ah Harry," Dumbledor replied kindly a twinkle in his eye, "I love Jendy like a daughter, like a daughter I love her. I wish she was my daughter. So I tell you what, we shall make new Quidditch rules. From now on ever house team shall have two seekers and two snitches per game!"

"That's a bloody brilliant idea! Oh thank you professor Dumbledor, thank you!" Harry replied overjoyed with complete happiness, he couldn't wait to tell the wonderful Jendy the new exciting and fabulous news!

"Yes well anything for my daughter- I mean best friend- I mean favorite- for Jendy."

Harry smiled a grin from ear to ear, and gave the biggest wink ever (something he learned from Jendy of course). Dumbledore smiled even bigger and gave a gigantic, enormous wink in return.

Jendy, Jendy, Jendy his thoughts whispered in his ear, Jendy. Little did Harry know these thoughts also wispered in everyone elses ears in the entire school, in all of Britain, in fact in the whole world.

Jendy