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"Hey Evans, wait up!"
I turned and saw James Potter chasing after me through the crowded hallway, with his long legs it was easy for him to catch up to me.
"What do you want, Potter?" I asked.
"Woah there. I just wanted to say how good your shot was yesterday."
I smiled to myself; even James Potter had to admit I was good.
"So Mason told me what the team would be. Mason and the new McKnight kid as beaters. Im obviously Seeker and Nault as Keeper, you and that one lad Frank as right and left side chasers, with Tom as head chaser. Though Mason told me we are keeping that third chaser who tried out, Finnegan, on the roaster just in case you know you get hurt because your 'delicate'."
I scoffed. "What are you kidding me? I think I proved yesterday that I'm fully capable of playing with guys!"
"Hey, its not my call! Mason just wants to me safe is all!"
"Whatever, Potter." I said as I began to walk away so I could go complain to Alice about how stupid boys are.
"Remember, first practice on Saturday at nine!" He called to me.
I gave him the thumbs up sign over my head and continued walking. This was great, me team was going to treat me like a baby.
Saturday morning, I was heading down to the pitch for my first practice. When I reached the locker room doors I halted. Was I supposed to go in to an all boys locker room? What if they were changing? Hesitantly, I knocked on the door.
Nault the keeper poked his head out, "Ahh it's the bird right on time! Come on in everyone's decent...I think" he said as he wiggled his eyebrows at me. I just rolled my eyes and followed him in to the steamy room. Thankfully everyone was fully clothed when I entered.
"Alright team," Mason began, "Clearly you all have enough skill to make it on the Gryffindor team. And I'm proud to me your captain. Practices will be everyday after classes no exceptions, we will play in any weather. Any detentions or other excuses for missing practices" He said looking pointedly at James, "Will result in extra running."
James has always been known as a troublemaker with his other 'Marauders' every year they pull an annual prank. There are four of them, James who seems to be their plan maker. Siruis Black their 'Ring Leader' and also drop dead gorgeous bad boy. Sirius was always reckless and would date multiple girls at once, he was known as the 'heart breaker'. Then there was Remus Lupin, who I personally didn't mind. He was quieter and reserved, yet very smart and sweet. Many of nights, we would do homework together in the Common Room because we seemed to be the only ones who cared and wanted good grades. Last the was Peter Pettigrew, a short pudgy boy who practically worshipped the other three, the poor bloke was like a lost puppy without one of them at his side. Basically, the Marauders had Hogwarts wrapped around their fingers. They would charm the teachers, go where they pleased, and get all the girls. No one ever dared stand up to them.
So when Mason made the point about the extra running for detention, I sniggered because Potter sure spent most of his life in detention. Potter just glared at me.
Finally, practice began. And by practice I mean fat camp, Mason called it 'conditioning' but really I think he was trying to kill us secretly. We never even got to use our brooms, which angered me because I was here to fly!
After what seemed like eternity, practice ended and we all limped off the pitch, everyone's moods down except for Mason. "Now didn't that feel great? Trust me, you will thank me later. We will be the most in-shape team ever!" Everyone just rolled their eyes and groaned.
Once we reached the locker room I realized I couldn't even shower because all the boys had to go first. And there was no way I was walking up to the castle this sweating and gross. I groaned, and sat down outside the locker room and decided to wait until all the guys finished to shower.
Potter walked past, and nudged me with his foot, "Hey Little Red, why don't you come shower, we promise we wont peek" He said winking at me.
"Your an arse Potter." I told him.
"Yeah I get that a lot." He responded cheekily.
After waiting forever, I finally got to shower and head back up to the castle. Dragging myself up the steps, I thought man tomorrow I'm going to feel like shit.