Did I say next weekend? I meant two weeks. Look, I'm sorry. I sat down Saturday night and wrote 150 words before my mom told me I had to go study another section of math. Then Sunday night I finally went back to finish and apparently the computer had frozen up and my mom closed down the computer without thinking to save my work. Then all week was cheer clinic for tryouts that were yesterday (I don't want to jinx myself by saying I dominated, so I won't say that). Here is the next chapter. And I still need people to leave reviews about Hogwarts cheerleading. PLEASE!
Disclaimer: the only characters I own are Sydney, Nicki, Justin and Cynthia.
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"YOU, A SEEKER? You must be the youngest quidditch player, like, EVER!" Ron practically yelled to the entire student body on the stairs.
"At least in a hundred years," added Sydney, who of course knew about topics that she didn't even particularly enjoy.
"Oh don't be so bitter Syd; you inherited Mom's brains and looks. The least I can have is Dad's mad quidditch skills," Nicki pouted.
Justin, Ron, Sydney, and Nicki were so caught up laughing that they didn't notice that they missed their floor. They jumped off at the nearest stop, which happened to be on the forbidden corridor, after curfew.
Sydney froze when she heard Filch, the grouchy caretaker, pacing around the corridor. "Nick, how much trouble did Filch say he would get you in if he ever saw you messing around again?" Nicki, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all at the top of Filch's list of troublemakers and he especially hated Nicki's pranks and lack of discipline.
"Um, a month of detentions," Nicki guiltily admitted.
"We are so dead," Ron grumbled.
"Not yet," Justin responded courageously. He pushed the other three down a hall. At the end, there was a locked door and Filch was getting closer.
"Yep, we're dead. Bloody dead," Ron said pessimistically.
"Oh move over!" ordered Sydney. She pulled out her wand and said, "Alohamora," to open the door.
The kids scrambled inside the room and closed the door before Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, or even worse, Filch, could find them. Nicki kept her ear to the door until she heard Filch stomp away, frustrated that he couldn't get any Gryffindors in trouble. She nodded and let out a sigh of relief. Then they turned around and found a threat worse than Filch—a giant three-head dog. The four kids backed up quietly.
"Nice doggy," Ron attempted in a wimpy voice. The dog snarled and the kids ran out of there as quickly as possible.
"Did you see what I saw?" Sydney questioned.
"You mean my life flashing before my eyes?" Ron sniveled.
"No, I mean the trap door. That dog was guarding something. And I think I have an idea what it is."
Oooh, a cliffhanger. Isn't Ron such a coward sometimes? Okay, I will update as often as possible, but that might only mean two chapters before summer break. I have exams and my dance recital coming up, so they will probably be kinda short. Remember to review and tell me whether or not Hogwarts should have cheerleaders. I really need your opinions to continue. I also left pics of what Nicki, Sydney, Justin, and Cynthia look like in general as kids (not exact pictures, just people who can fit the descriptions).