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Saturday, September 10:

Oliver Wood woke up that morning and felt young again. He was going back to Hogwarts, to coach. COACH!. Talking about a ticket away from his desk. He delightfully got out of his bed hopped into the bathroom and took a shower only to be interrupted by his wife who just got home from her night shift. Hermione had called around 7pm the day before saying that she was picking up a half shift for the night as they had 2 doctors bail out due to seriously family matters. Oliver was worried of course, Hermione was already burnt out, she needed to take a break!

Hermione entered the bathroom not really paying attention to her surroundings that when Oliver opened the shower door abruptly she had jumped and bumped on the laundry bin behind her.

Oliver peeked out of the door and looked around to see Hermione half way in the laundry bin. He chuckled as he watched his wife struggle to get out of the bin. She had sent a glare at Oliver as she gave up trying and pouted like a child. "Going to help me up or not Mr. Wood?"

"Well Mrs. Wood it depends"

"Depends on what?"

"Depends …" Oliver said as he walked out of the shower to help up his wife. After pulling her out of the bin he had walked back slowly taking her with him. "Depends if you'll take a nice cold shower with me!" he shouted as he stepped into the shower area pulling Hermione in with him.

Hermione clothed and all screamed at the contact of the fairly cold water and gave up protesting when she realized she was already soaked.

"Oh you are so in trouble…." She breathed out.

"How so?" asked Oliver as he started to unbutton Hermione's top. "My shirt if dry clean only….well coach I think you have to buy me a new one…"

"Sure why not…" said Oliver as he smirked at Hermione who was naked already.

"Remind me why I married you again?"

"Because you found me sexy"

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A few hours later Oliver was at Hogwarts with Emma who he took as to give Hermione a good nap. He was after all coming home after lunch. As Oliver talked with McGonagall, Emma was gawking at the things in the Headmistress's room as she did a full circle look of the circular room.

After a few minutes they were heading towards the Quiddtich pitch piggy backing Emma who had gotten freaked out by ants scuttling on the floor. In the Pitch he saw a lot of people in the stands. He spotted his daughter and god daughter sitting at one end with many of the Gryffindors.

He bellowed out. "OKAY, those who are here just to watch. OUT….those who are here to try out for chasers Northern Stands, Beaters, Western Stands, Keepers and Seeker Eastern Stands….go one….hustle children!"

The students started to move due to congestion some even rode their brooms to their destinations. After everyone was seated he found that most of the children were trying out for Keepers and Chasers. He just chuckled lightly as he let down Emma on the grass.

"I'm not starting yet, but, those who are in 7th year do two rounds then go back to your respective areas, then 6th years, then 5th years and so and so forth. I expect you to leave all your house prejudices in that castle. You are all equals here….on my whistle all 7th years do their rounds!"

He threw the whistle to Emma and winked. Emma blew in the whistle and all the seventh years jumped out of their seats with their brooms and did their rounds .During the round of the 3rd years, Mordecai Brown came into the pitch laughing full heartedly.

"Got them whipped Wood…good…hello there Emma…." The old man said and Emma piped a HI after whistling again to tell the 3rd years to get off the pitch.

"AH...I see Maggie and Wyatt…and there's Percy's children. I had a talk with the head of houses, they were betting on which captains will get into the team….Stella got the most votes out of the four…but Lacrue and Potter are betting that Stella and Mike will kill each other by the end of the day. Heard there was a huge row yesterday between the two"

"Well, she has Weasley temper…..she's good because her teacher was good"

"Who Madam Catalan, the tornado herself?" asked Mordecai as he eyed Stella and Maggie who were sitting at the Chaser section talking about something when Stella hit Mike, who was creeping up behind her, with her broom.

"…her and me…" Oliver said as he watched the 2nd years get on the pitch.

"Funny….Emma whistle" said Mordecai.

After the seconds years got off the pitch Oliver then started to bellow out drill instructions. He was using the England Team's drills to see how far the student would go to get a spot. After 2 hours of on going drills, half the population dropped into their seats while the other half left as they got the scope of the intensity of the team. Oliver noticed that Maggie, Stella, Wyatt, and Jeff were still in the field hovering along with some of the Weasleys ( Potter included) . He got on the broom and made Emma get on it too. Rising high he floated near the southern stands and dropped off his daughter and went to the middle of the pitch.

"To those who stayed, I am impressed. Many rookies in the professional teams would just give up half through that…..I'm proud of all of you. Hello Ravenclaws, Slytherins, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors. I want you to seat at the southern stands, separated into the positions you are trying out for. Don't scare the little girl there.

To those who have dropped on the stands before I said so, you have one more chance to think about this. If you choose to fly to other end and try out then so be it, but keep in mind that every practice will be like this or even worse as I hadn't made you run 2k."

Oliver watched as 10 players braved to stand up and give it a try while the rest had been told to leave. If one had wanted to be in the team so much they would've sucked up their pride and flew to the southern stands.

"I will have to ask the Keepers to line up as we will try you out first. We have a guest today from top Chaser of England at his time and he will put you to the test…."

Brian Dukes stepped into the pitch and did his lap as the students whistled and whooped at him. He then smiled at them and told the first keeper to go to the posts.

"Name?"

"Pucey Jamie…." Said the brunette boy, who was a 7th year Slytherin.

"You know the rules" asked Brian. He boy nodded in confirmation.

"Know the consequences?"

"Yes sir…."

"Okay get to that post…."

Brain did his round and each round he performed something more difficult and Jamie blocked 4 of his 6 attempts. Not bad for a 17 year old. After him came a cocky 15 year old brunette girl. "Name is Katherine Flint…..I know the rules so get one with it"

Brian Dukes snorted out a yes and then looked at Oliver who was just amused at the whole thing. She only blocked 2 of the 6 shots. The preceding players did well but not good enough. There was one other contender that got 4 blocks and that was Patrick Weasley. Who went head to head on a second round only to block 1 of the 3 chances while Jamie had saved 2 out of 3..

After the Beaters were asked to get on their brooms as Brian and Oliver together tested them. Some where fairly clumsy and when they called on James Potter to get into the field he bombed the two older men by hitting each bludger and aiming it properly at where he was suppose to aim it (blue floating rings that appeared randomly). Then came average beaters but only one other beater got their attention, his name was Oliver Howard of Hufflepuff. He was the muggleborn 13 year old who wasn't even in his house team but showed great articulation with the bat. When asked as to how he had good articulation with the bat he had claimed that he played cricket and golf every since he was old enough to.

Then next were the Chasers. Jeff and Stella breathed out, both were good chasers but only Stella was on the house team as Jeff never really took that much interest in the game aside from watching it and helping out with training. When all of the younger students went on to go against Oliver all had failed to place at least one shot into the hoops. There was however a boy named Jonathan Chang, a 6th year Ravenclaw who had dropped out of the Quiddtich team last year as he got into a car accident during his Christmas vacation. He was the nearest one to shoot one into the hoops but failed when he backed up and missed hitting the Keeper instead as the Keeper had rammed right at him. Then came the 5th year Marie Weston, daughter of Eva Weston. She looked like her mother and was intimidating like her mother. She got one shot in and Oliver could help but smile. When it was Maggie's turn, Oliver didn't get off of his spot and looked Maggie in the eye.

Maggie saw the glint of evil in her father's eyes and knew she was going to get the worse ever try out. As she looped around holding the ball she could hear the clicking of the 5 minutes given to her. She was deciding how to do this; her father taught her a lot of things and knew how she played. Breathing in deeply she started to try all possible way to get a quaffle in the hoop. Even the crowd in the pitch had to admit that it was fair, Oliver had been blocking all of Maggie's shots, in fact he was making it harder for the younger Wood. In the last second Maggie tried to do a half attempt of a tornado and almost got the quaffle in if she hadn't bailed out in the and ended up hitting Oliver square on the face. the good thing was that Oliver's face was right infront of the center of the middle hoop. Maybe Maggie still had a chance.

Next were other students who hadn't even gotten near to the hoop as Oliver caught each attempt.

When it was Stella's turn she gulped a "Dear Merlin Uncle Ollie knows me too well" but still got on her broom. She was made to stay in the middle quaffle in hand and when Emma whistled for Mordecai she went to get a goal in. She zoomed past Oliver many times not getting a good shot, she had 1 more minute to get the quaffle in and she tried every single move except for one. With a split decision she hurtled her broom right at her godfather and pushed to the side as she rotated gaining speed towards him. She went so fast that Oliver had little time to get out of her way and watched as Stella went through the left hoop with the quaffle at hand.

Oliver just laughed out loud and said "Nice……gutsy. Didn't think you'd have it in you squirt….." Stella frowned as she threw the quaffle back her godfather and stuck a tongue at him. When she got back to her seat she nearly fell off as she was still dizzy from the rotations. "I think I over did the rotations" she said dizzily as Jeff just chuckled and said "You'd make grandmamma and Mama proud…..".

After her was Mike Flint who winked at her in which she gagged. She was still pissed off over the switching of schedules. McGonagall had to threaten them with joint detentions for a whole month before the two had stopped arguing yesterday evening. He didn't even get a quaffle in but nearly did and groaned as he watched the quaffle bounce off the middle hoop. Then it was Jeff who didn't get a quaffle but did as good as Mike Flint.

Lastly were the Seekers. Wyatt tried his best but got the snitch in 7 minutes. The best time was still being held by the 5th year Ravenclaw Sirius Lupin who got the snitch in 4 minutes 10 seconds.

They finished at 2pm and Oliver was going home. He went to stands where Emma had taken a seat with her siblings telling them stories about her mundane muggle life when Oliver got there. "You two…don't get in trouble …" he said to Wyatt and Maggie. Turning his head he looked at the twins and said "You two, your father says he misses you…"

Stella and Jeff just rolled their eyes saying "bet you he's trying to get mama to pop out another". Oliver just laughed as Parker, who was watching the game hidden at the back, popped up with her ears covered screaming "EW…."

Later that week the team was posted and to everyone surprise they had a reserve team too.

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2 days later

Congratulations to the Official Hogwarts Team and Reserve team!

Practice at Pitch B starts next Saturday at 6 am. Reserve Team will be practicing with Hogwarts team. We will pick the captain later on.

Hogwarts Team:

Chasers:

Jonathan Chang- Ravenclaw
Stella Weasley- Gryffindor
Marie Weston- Slytherin

Beaters:

Oliver Howards- Hufflepuff
James Potter- Gryffindor

Keeper:

Jamie Pucey- Slytherin

Seeker:

Sirius Lupin- Ravenclaw.

Reserve Team:

Chasers:

Maggie Wood-Gryffindor
Mike Flint-Slytherin
Jeff Weasley- Gryffindor

Keeper:

Patrick Weasley-Gryffindor

Seeker:

Alexander Peekes- Hufflepuff

Beaters:

Dawn Thomas-Ravenclaw
Chuck Towler- Hufflepuff.

After reading the poster Maggie ran to the great hall to find her twin friends arguing over a paper. She snatched the homework and said "Guess who made the team?"

Jeff was about to say something rude to his twin when he did a double take at the Maggie who was blushing furiously in front of him. "huh?" he stuttered. Setting his eyes on her brown ones he felt himself blushing as well. Maggie was pretty, but jailbait.

"Stella your in!...and Jeff we're in the reserve team!" piped in Maggie who was jumping up and down only to stop when she then did the unthinkable, at least for now. Maggie being so elated at getting picked for the reserve team had come to give Jeff a hug as he was the closer one to her.

Jeff could only smile when the 14 year old hugged him tightly then jumped on the table to go hug Stella who was still saying "NO WAY….NOOOO WAY!"

"Oh yes way….." confirmed Maggie who was blushing furiously after realizing what she had done.

"Please tell me the asshole isn't in the team?" asked Stella.

"He's reserve…but just means you'll see him anyways does not matter right?"

"I'm on the team!" screamed Stella.

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Outside the Great Hall:

Mike Flint just saw the posting. He was happy he was at least in the reserve team. He saw this chance to get to spend time with his favorite female Weasley. He did after all had a crush on her since he had met her on the train. But being his father's son he was such an asshole back then. He also looked gangly at that point whilst Stella Weasley grew up with natural grace. He just had to piss her off with a comment which earned him a good kick and a door slammed.

He passed by a mirror toward the great hall and saw a glimpse of himself. He didn't look gangly anymore. He had grown quite handsomely since his mother's genes took their time to kick in. Now he was a 'hot' 7th year Slytherin, Captain of his team. He got his teeth into braces when he was 13 and 2 years later his teeth were in perfect alignment. His posture was good, and aside from James Potter, he was the other popular boys of the school. Jeff was actually friends with him since they were in first year, the friendship grew stronger as they entered 5th year as both of them were prefects. But Stella still hated him even though he was practically brothers with her twin.

Spotting his favorite Weasley he strode up to the girl and taped her shoulder. He suddenly felt his tongue hiding into his esophagus making him choke. "Congratulation Stella…"

He felt unsure of himself as the auburn haired girl eyed him loathingly from her seat. She then said "….thanks Flint I didn't know you could read…". Mike just stood there smiling oddly at Stella while Jeff started to make choked laughter at his friend.

"What are you still doing here Flint?" asked Stella coolly as she took a bite of her salad. Mike felt like he lost his marbles and frowned at Jeff. Jeff made a 'surrender' action with his hands and looked at Maggie who just shook her head and started snickering.

"Nothing…uhm Congratulations again Stella, I'll see you around…"

"Unlikely…" said Stella and Mike stalked to his seat at the Slytherin table where a bunch of sluts threw themselves at him. He didn't pay attention to them but just stole glances at the Weasley twins and Maggie who were laughing at how red Stella's ears were. When he caught Jeff's eye and noticed how Maggie was in close proximity of him he had mouthed "Cradle Robber" which made Jeff sputter out his pumpkin juice while Mike wiggled his eyebrows.

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