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It Started With a Project
Chapter 11: a fresh start
Harry woke up early; the beginning of his new life was today, as from now on he would be playing on the chudley cannons team, making himself even more famous.
He dragged himself out of bed and got dressed he didn't want to be late for his first day as they had a match on later that week and he needed some training.
Later that Day
Harry walked up to the quidditch grounds of the chudley cannons. It was a small stadium with about 2,000 seats in it, which would usually be full up. A confectionary stand stood outside the grounds, which would sell anything, that had the chudley cannons logo on it and as from today it would sell logos of players name, one in particular.
He made his way into the dressing rooms to get ready for his first day; he hung his robes up and put on his new chudley cannons training gear that had been given to him the week before. He sighed and looked around the dressing room; it was a pale fading orange colour with posters of various topless models from playboy magazine, which were stuck up with yellowing selotape. Each robe was placed carefully; Harry could just make out the names of five of his new team-mates Wood, Kistion, Tiodaf, Gleason and Morgan. He looked silently around and wished it hadn't come to this. Turning his back on the one place he loved was one thing but turning away from his problems and thinking he had to start over was another, yes, he admitted he loved quidditch but he knew that it shouldn't be a replacement for something he loved, someone for that matter.
A familiar Scottish accent he hadn't heard in a while broke him away from his thoughts. It was Wood he stood up ready to greet him.
Wood rushed in, not even noticing Harry and began to get dressed in his training gear. Harry coughed trying to make his presence known to Wood who he had not seen for some time. Wood looked around noticing Harry
"Oh you are that new player aren't you" Wood questioned buttoning up his shirt
"Eh yeah yeah I am" Harry said nervously
"Oh right what's your name" Wood said oblivious to him being Harry, the boy he had helped with quidditch
"Harry Potter"
Wood stopped in his tracks "Harry Potter I know you from somewhere you're the boy who lived"
Harry rolled his eyes "Wood it's me Harry Potter the boy you helped with quidditch when I was a first year"
"It is too" Wood said finally catching on
"That took you a while" Harry laughed
"Hey I haven't seen you in nearly five years" Wood frowned
"So Oliver how have you been" Harry knew he hated being called by his first name he just did it to tease him
"Ugh you know I hate that name Harry Warry"
Harry looked at him "what the"
Wood smiled "you call me Oliver I call you Harry Warry"
Harry smiled "really really clever you know"
Wood nodded "thanks and I prefer to be called Ollie"
Harry nodded as the two of them made their way out to the pitch to begin their training