Why did I accept this bloody post?

Quidditch Captain???

What on earth was I thinking????

Clearly, not all that much.

Too many people are only here cause I'm Harry Potter.

Merlin.

Who knew having a name could be such an issue?

I watch frowning as McLaggen bulldozes his way down the pitch. I didn't know anyone could do that except the Twins.

That is not a great omen for me.

Let's hope and pray he screws it up somehow.

It time for the chasers trials. I signal for McLaggen to come down.

'Don't you want me-?'

'No, it's the standing Keeper who takes this. You are not Keeper.' And never will be hopefully.

McLaggen stomps off. The remaining Chasers gather round. Six in total. Including Katie, Gin and, much to my chagrin, Dean, two forth years, Demzela Robins and Joy Keane and a third year Jack Thompson.

'Right, this is the final trial for the chasers. I can only pick three out of the six of you left here. This is going to be a time trial. You have two minutes to score as many goals as possible against Ron. Right Katie we'll start with you okay?'

I watch carefully as Katie begins the trial. Ron's forehead knits.

Come on, concentrate.

Katie scores a total of 36 goals in the time slot. I blow my whistle and she does a few loop d loops. She grins and I give her the thumbs up.

'Great work Katie! Now hmmm... Dean. It's your turn. You know the drill.' I call out, blowing the whistle. I watch scrutinising.

But somehow I don't think it quite matches Ron's expression. Somehow I don't think Deans coming out of this trial unharmed.

And I'm most certainly proven right. Dean gets the quaffle to the head.

Amusing. I have to school my features to prevent the amusement of his injury showing. I am the Captain; I need to have a fair and open mind.

Though it is freaking hilarious.

He scores 19 goals. Okay but Ron saved a hell of a lot more. I laugh at Ron's victory dance.

Internally, naturally.

Ahem.

I watch as three more come up and play. Demzela Roberts scores 26 hoops. I think she's my second chaser. Katie is back again. She tosses the quaffle back and forth as and I turn to Gin, who's floating above the stands talking to Hermione.

The other two score 20 goals apiece, Dean kicks the ground in frustration at coming last.

HA!!! LOOOOSER!

Of course I say that mentally only.

'Right last up Ginny!' She flies up, fast, looking as though she can't wait to get out. She barely misses me as she flies past, grinning manically.

'Oi! Weasley save that for when we play against Slythern... if you get on the team that is!' I yell at her.

'And that I will Harry!!' She laughs at me, red hair streaming back behind her. Katie is still tossing the quaffle. She mouths good luck before tossing it over to Ginny. Gin flies off with a style I haven't seen before.

She is ruthless even if she up against Ron.

The crowd which has grown by a huge amount, cheers and whoops. I try to ignore the whistles some of those insane girls throw in my direction.

Katie looks over laughing.

'Shut up.'

'Oh it's funny!!!! Where's your sense of humour Harry?'

'Where ever the hell they're not.' I groan. I blow the whistle.

'Brilliant!! Absolutely brilliant Ginny!! I think you broke a record with that amount of goals!' She zooms past me again, smiling triumphantly.

I dismount and so does Ron. He and McLaggen stroll over, well Ron strolls, McLaggen... struts.

Weird.

'So each of you will have five penalty shots. Whoever saves the most, is Keeper this year. Good Luck. McLaggen, you first.'

I nod at Katie and Demzela. Both mount and fly up. McLaggen is now flying oddly.

I look at Katie and Demzela, both look back at me baffled.

Well, if it helps Ron.

Who am I to argue?

I blow the whistle and they start. Unfortunately he saves four; I glance down at Ron as Katie goes for the last shot. He is looking rather green about the gills.

'WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???' I hear from the middle of the pitch. I turn and McLaggen is up in Katie's face.

'He missed the last shot.' Demzela tells me. Katie backs off and I head over to McLaggen.

'She screwed that last shot up. I deserve a second chance.' He says flailing about.

Children.

Honestly. And HE'S older then me!!!

'Get down. It's Ron's turn. Katie doesn't screw up her shots. If it's a tie then you get another go. But I doubt it.' I mutter under my breath. I watch him land.

He stumbles and lurches.

And he thought he could get on the team?

'Katie, are you okay?' I hear Gin ask as I get nearer.

'Okay Katie go over to the stands and take a break okay? And if McLaggen says anything well you know a wand is a useful thing.' Gin advises, Katie shakes her head. I chuckle quietly, Gin and her fight-first tendencies.

Cute yet terrifying.

She glances at Ron, who has taken his place at the hoops, looking green.

'Ginny can take over, you take a break okay? Dealing with McLaggen is no joke. I mean look at the size of the guy.'

I smile at her and she flies over towards Hermione in the stands.

I am not joking.

McLaggen is HUGE.

I'm surprised he didn't block all three hoops.

Maybe that's why he flies like a drunk.

'You up for this Gin?' I ask.

'Sure why wouldn't I be?' Good question.

'Just checking, here!' I toss the quaffle at her and turn to watch Ron face off Gin.

She winks playfully at Ron but he merely turns a deeper shade of green.

Not good.

Both of them, much to my relief put their all into it.

YES!!!!!!

NO MCLAGGEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OH YEAH!!!!!!!!!

Ahem.

I mean, Ron saved all five, fantastic.

Of course.

I didn't have to restrain from doing a celebratory dance in mid-air.

Oh no.

It's going to be a good year. I give Hermione thumbs up as I descend and she darts down the stairs.

Gin zooms round me again, her tail broom catching on my ear, she was flying that close.

Crazy girl.

She laughs brightly once more as she flies towards the pitch.

I land grinning round at my new team.

'Well I think that proves who is on the team then, right!' I laugh and the six of them cheer.

'I deserve another chance Potter!!!!' I turn to find McLaggen barely an inch from my face.

Hold it buddy.

Back off.

I step back, and glare up at him.

'You had your chance. You blew it, get over it.' I tell him strictly.

'His sister didn't even try!!'

'What try out were you watching? Ginny does not back down, even it is her own family she's against. Ron nearly missed his last shot.'

'Give. Me. Another. Shot.'

'No. You saved four. Ron saved five. He's Keeper once more.'

McLaggen glares down at me, his fist twitches ominously.

Ominously.

Yeah right.

As much as I hate to say this, I have dealt with people and thingsmuch worse than old McLaggen.

He may unnerve me slightly due his bulk alone, but scare me?

HA!

Ron slaps me on the shoulder.

'Cocky now are we?' I ask and he just grins at me.

'Did you see Deans face when I whacked him with the quaffe?'

'How could I miss that? Classic.' I say hoisting my broom over one shoulder.

'I hope Colin got a picture of it.' Ron muses thinking over his attack on Dean.

'You and me both, mate, you and me both.'

'Yeah I mean would it look fantastic in out dorm.'

'It would be bloody brilliant!!'

I glance back though to see McLaggen with some of his mates glaring at me and Ron laughing.

Can I not go a week without making new enemies????

Is that so much to ask?

In my life, it would appear to be so. Both Hermione and Ginny are giggling over something when we reach them.

Gin's head starts bopping slightly, I cock my head slightly and turn to see what she's looking at.

Ahhhh McLaggen stomping.

I turn back to where Gin is looking decidedly awkward,

I arch my eyebrow, and then the awkwardness hits me.

Ron and Hermione.

As if it would be anything else.

Hermione and Ron are staring at each other. If I wasn't so used to it I'd, actually do what I'm doing right now.

Trying to think of something to say.

Much to my relief (and surprise) Ginny decides to break the ice.

She grabs my arm; I try to ignore both the shocks up my arm and the voice that is now laughing in my head.

It really means something when your own subconscious takes the time to laugh its nonexistent ass at you, you know that?

'Come on Cap'in lets go party! We'll leave you two kids ALONE!' Ginny giggles at the pair, I feel my jaw drop. I guess I never really took Gin as the giggling type.

But you find it cute!

If I have to tell you one more time to shut up...

'That is very unsightly Mr. Potter; you'll scare off the girls waiting to be swept into your arms!' Huh?

Ginny looks back exaggeratedly. I turn and see several girls following, glaring formidably at Ginny.

I'm not sure which is greater, the unnerved feeling that I have from them following me or the nervousness of what they may to Gin.

Judging by their glares at any rate. Which are right up the glare meter.

I'd say they are between Ron and Malfoy.

Gin tosses her hair back, meaning I get a face full and the flowery scent hits me again.

She sticks out her tongue and chants childishly at the stalkers. 'NAH NAH NAAAAAAAAAAAAH!' She links her arm through mine and bounces cheerfully.

'See?' I look at her with the worldly acknowledge look of 'what the hell do you think you're doing??'

It does help me ignore the voice that is cheering in my head.

She totally likes you!!!!

Since when am I American??? Not that I have anything against them, it's just that I'm British!

'I'm not talking about that Ginny! Ron and Hermione!!! Leaving those two alone?? They will either kill each other or-or-' I stop, both our eyes widen.

'OH DEAR MERLINS BAGGY Y-FRONTS!!! BAD IMAGES BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!' We grab out heads trying to suppress all the evil thoughts and images chasing through our minds. I pace and look at Ginny.

'Should we?'

'NO HARRY ARE YOU INSANE???' She screams at me,

'True that.' I nod.

'Let's get to the common room. And try to ignore what we just thought. Godric.' She shudders and grabs my hand.

I look down, shocked.

I don't think she realises what she is doing.

This doesn't mean anything.

Does it?

You want it to.

STAY OUT OF THIS!!!!!!

Hey I am merely telling you the truth!!!

I do not need this. Stop before I say something idiotic.

Fine.

Good.

'I have to show you something anyway.' Gin tells me pulling me into the castle.

'What?'

'Wait and see Harry!'

As soon as we get into the Common Room Ginny darts up the stairs. I stick my hands in my pockets and meander over to wait for Gin.

When Gin gets down she whacks straight into Dean.

Awkward.

They seem to be a slight dispute. I stroll over just as she hexes him.

Bat bogey.

Man, I do NOT feel sorry for him.

'Gin?'

'Yeah I have it here!'

I hiss at Dean 'You better be careful. Ron has one hellava temper and I am not going to hold him back.' I give him a look before catching up with Gin and sitting down next to her on my favourite couch. She opens the notebook and hands it to me.

Wow.

I put my head in my hands, trying to keep myself together.

I know I had proof but this is just something more to it. Actually proof my parents lived, fought and had friends.

I wonder what happened to my Mums friends.

'Harry?' Gin asks placing a hand on my arms, concerned,

I look up trying to shake off what is circling in my head; I don't need everyone going on about this.

'Sorry Gin. How did you get this?'

She tells me about the book Sirius gave her. I grin at the name Defence for the Young Witch.

Typical Sirius.

'I don't know why he gave it to me, maybe he forgot about it.'

'He wouldn't have. Thank you for showing me this. Ammm. Gin?' I tell her smiling.

'Yeah Harry?'

'Nevermind.' I stop; no I am not going to ask. I am not going to act all needy or anything.

'Harry, can I still read the notebook, I found it really interesting but I would only do so if you read it with me. I'd feel really weird if I didn't. Can we?'

I look at her, so thankful.

I give her the tightest hug I can manage. Murmuring thanks into her neck, she hugs back just as tightly. I could stay here forever... unfortunately fate has other plans for me.

'OI!!! HARRY!!! What in the heck are you doing to my sister????'

Ron.

Fuck it.

Well that bubble burst spectacularly.

Ron is going to KILL ME.

Sure it going to hurt like hell!

Where the hell is Voldemort when you actually want him?????

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