Quiditch Itch

Ginny insisted to the two Elflings that Hermione was defiantly not the person to help them select Quiditch supplies. She carried Errol's cage and led them to the Quiditch Supply store. Outside a few boys were ogling at the brooms. Hermione shook her head at them. "I don't get why little boys are so fascinated by the brooms."

"Well, most dream of becoming Quiditch players. I mean, we have aparation, flu powder and port keys to get to work, there is no need to use a broom, even though it makes for a wonderful ride." Ginny stated, only to have Hermione shake her head. "Hermione thinks other wise though. She has never been good at flying a broom."

"What exactly makes you the best person to help us with Quiditch?" China asked, confusion in her voice. "Don't get me wrong, but I did read the first book. Wouldn't Harry be better … or even your brother. He knew a whole lot it the book."

"My brother knows a whole lot yes, about the Chudley Cannons. He knows the game too, as does Harry. He has knowledge about brooms, as does Harry, but they have no clue about the fashion for the teams, or the colors of all the teams. I played Quiditch in school too you know, I substituted, you could say, for Harry my fourth year, no thanks to Umbridge, but I tried out for the team the next year."

"Plus, there is one thing you have on top of those two." Irumi piped up. "You aren't a guy, and you aren't a Wizard."

"Give them both a chance. Ron, he tends to think more about himself at times. Harry is really nice and cares about taking care of his friends and those around him." Ginny stated, a smile on her face.

"Isn't that what makes the good heroes what they are?" Irumi asked, knowing the answer to her question already.

"Yes, that is what makes them great." Ginny stated, receiving a nod from Hermione in agreement. "So, do you know what colors your team is going to have."

"Not sure… they didn't have any colors stated. I don't know what the old colors were for when their old team was around. Nor do I know what their mascot was." Irumi stated. "They were very vague on this whole thing. Course, this one person is expecting me to fail."

"Maybe, perhaps, the person at the counter has a recollection of past teams that are no longer around. Or even a book that would tell us what the old colors and mascot was." Ginny opened the door and it ringed to announce their entrance. She walked over to the counter. "Hello, do you have any information on an old disbanded Quiditch team? It is one for Anwe."

"Anwe?" The person spoke up. He went and pulled out a book. "No, Anwe isn't listed here… though there is one thing I can think of."

The man disappeared into the back room and after a few minutes dragged an old man out with him. "Mr. Darscof knows all the old teams, or at least he's supposed too."

"Mr. Darscof, do you know of the Anwe team?" Ginny asked. "They are trying to get back into Quiditch. But we have no information on them. My friends have been put in charge of getting the team supplies."

The younger Wizard looked at the children like they were crazy, but Irumi put forward a piece of paper to the old man. A grin appeared on his face. "Yes, many people kept telling me Anwe wasn't real. They are not well known because there were quite a few people who fought them from participating so long ago because their ideals were different then most of the Wizarding world."

He then glanced at the two Elflings. "And I have to say, for obvious reasons. Anyways, how can I help you with this."

"What are the colors for the team?" Ginny asked, a smile on her face.

"Oh, black, white with hints of green here and there. They were unique that they had different uniforms for each race." The old man spoke up, a grin on his face.

"That's stupid, there are only Wizards who play Quiditch. To separate between brown, white and black skin color…" The younger wizard suddenly found himself hit in the back of the head with a rolled newspaper.

"Foolish, foolish, foolish!" The old man shook his head. "Look at those two girls? Do they look human to you? The four races that played, were Edain, Dwarves, Elves and Hobbits. And not the creatures you think of today." The old man shook his head. "Truth be told, the team hasn't played in fifty years, since I was a boy."

"So, there is likely to be no pictures?" Ginny asked, only to have the old man shake his head, a sad look on his face. "What about the mascot for the team. What was it?"

"What was it? I asked myself many times." The old man said. "This creature was black and white, I believe that is where they got the colors from. It's name started with the same as Anwe, which may have been why it was picked and why they choose the colors they did for the team."

"Black and white," Irumi said, her curiosity perked. "Any more information you can give us?"

"Let's see, the creature seemed dog like to me. It was mostly white, with a black face and claws. It also had a black tail and ear, sharp and pointed. It had a chest main of white fur and red eyes. The white ear, it was kind of moon shaped. It also had a black dot in the middle of it's white forehead. It was a magnificent creature, fast and sleek."

"I've never read about this in any of our books about magical creatures." Hermione stated, her own curiosity perked.

"No. This creature, it was one that Muggles worked with, yet one could say that it was a magical creature, as it had abilities that I had never seen before. And, through out Anwe, there used to be many creatures like this, but… I hear that something happened ten or more years ago that made them disappear. Not as if they were extinct mind you, but like they were never there before."

He then nodded his head. "I can't help you with the mascot they used to have, but I can show you the styles used for the uniforms."

The old man disappeared and came back with a book. He folded out the book and put tags near three designs. Ginny pointed to one. "These are old styles to what is used now."

"And your team will be a laughing stock," The younger man stated. "These are so out of date it isn't funny."

"Yes," Irumi stated. "But this style isn't out of date for Hobbits, this one isn't out of style for the Elves and Dwarves and this one, if we are to have it in style for the other Races, including my own, this one works with them."

"I saw those two Hobbit's who came with you guys wearing this style of clothing," Ginny stated to the style that Irumi had pointed to for them. "So, I guess just like the robes today fit the style of today, they should fit the style of the group."

"Exactly!" The old man stated, nodding his head. Irumi handed him the measurements and the list of things that the team needed, plus the money she had been given.

"If I need more, I can send for more money." Irumi stated.

"No, no." The old man counted the money and looked at the list. "This is enough… I'll send the leftover money to them and if I need more I'll contact them. I'll also mail them the things for the team."

"Come on, the team wont even make it into the newspapers here in England." The younger Wizard said. He was suddenly slapped with the newspaper. The old man unrolled it and opened it to a page.

Irumi nodded her head at him. "Thank you."

Ginny then grabbed the arm of Hermione. "Come, there's tons of stuff to do. I mean, there are some fun things to do before you have to meet up with Ms. Figg for Lunch.

Author's note –

Mr. Darscof walks onto the screen with his newspaper. "Hello, it seems that they have finally gotten the Quiditch supplies. The author wants to drop a note, she doesn't own the creature I described as Anwe's mascot. But she can't reveal what fandom it is from yet."