Chapter 12: Quidditch

A week past after Harry's chat with Lily. The trio finished their homework, and got ungrounded.

Harry decided to keep the part about Snape quiet around his friends when he told them about the chat.

"I can't believe your mum locked the Marauders in Myrtle's bathroom." Ron said. "Did she say why?"

"They had been giving…one of her friends a hard time."

"Remind me not to mess with her." Ron said.

"I thinks that's not a problem." Hermione said as the trio walked into the Quidditch pitch.

Harry and Ron were going to fly around the Quidditch pitch because they hadn't flown in ages. Harry was also feeling like he needed the practice due to the fact he hadn't played in over a year. He and Ron were carrying the Quidditch trunk between them as well as their brooms.

"Okay guys." Harry said as he and Ron mounted their brooms. "Let it out Hermione."

Hermione opened the Quidditch trunk and pulled out the snitch.

"Ready? GO!"

The two zipped across the field chasing the snitch. Within five minutes, the snitch was caught by Harry.

"Hey Harry?" Ron asked.

"Yeah?" Harry said looking up at his best friend.

"I'm…I'm thinking of trying out for the team." Ron admitted. "Keeper."

"You want me to shoot some shots at you?" Harry said with a smirk.

"If you don't mind." Ron said.

"Of course I don't. Actually, you may be better off with Dad. He WAS a chaser after all."

"Well, I don't see your Dad around."

"True." Harry said as he flew down to Hermione and handed her the snitch. "Hey 'Mione, could you toss me the Quaffle?"

"Sure." Hermione said taking the snitch and putting it in the small compartment. "You want me to release the Bludgers as well?"

"No thank you." Harry said quickly as she threw him the Quaffle.

The two boys flew up to the goal post and Harry started shooting the Quaffle towards Ron.

"There you lot are." Hermione heard a voice behind her.

She quickly turned and saw the Marauders, the elder Potters, and Lily walking towards them.

"I told you we'd find them at the Quidditch pitch." James said to his father.

"I told you." Charles reminded his son. "I thought Harry was a seeker."

"He is." Hermione explained. "Ron just wants to practice being the keeper. He wants to try out this year."

"That explains it." Lily said watching her son zoom around in the air.

"He's not a bad chaser." James observed

"He's not too bad of a beater either." Another voice said behind them. "When I was showing him the ropes, he whacked that bludger as good as either of the Weasley twins."

"Oliver!" Hermione exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

"I came for the party." Wood explained. "Ron's a fair keeper."

Ron had just blocked a goal.

"When they're done," Remus told Hermione. "Tell them to come to the Great Hall."

"Alright." Hermione said as the adults left.

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A few minutes later,

"Don't fret Ron." Harry told his friend. "You'll make the team."

"I don't know." Ron said. "I did miss some."

"So did Wood." Harry reminded him.

The trio were on their way to the Great Hall.

Harry sighed.

"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked.

"It's just…you two are the only ones who wished me a happy birthday." Harry said. "Mum was the one who reminded me a week ago. And the only thing she's said to me today was "Hello Love." I'm getting worried."

"It's only noon." Ron said. "They still have twelve hours."

They opened the doors to the Great Hall

It was empty.

TBC