Hola! Becky aquí! Capítulo Cuatro! Espero que te guste! L&R!
Heehee! I decided to write in Spanish for Chapter 4. Here's the translation:
Hello! Becky here! Chapter four! I hope you like it! R&R!
Disclaimer: Yo no propia Lydia, Bridget, sus padres, Rachel, Adrienne,
Lukas, y todos los demás personajes, me olvidé de mencionar o que
no reconocen.
I was sitting next to Adrienne and across from Rachel the first day of my Third Year. The First Years walked in. Wow! I never noticed how small they were! I smiled at myself.
I didn't pay attention that much until I heard the two words that caused silence and then a lot of chatter.
"Harry Potter!"
I craned my neck, but I couldn't see anything. Damn! Where's the legendary Harry Potter?
"GRYFFINDOR!" I heard the Sorting Hat yell.
"WE'VE GOT POTTER! WE'VE GOT POTTER!" I heard Fred and George yell.
I smiled. The twins and I had become friends over the two years, even though we were in different Houses.
"Hey Lydia" Fred said as we left Charms the first day of class.
"What?" I asked.
"You trying out for Quidditch?"
"Yeah. I hope I make it this year."
"Wood'll definitely let me and George back on the team this year."
"Yeah, you beat us last year, but maybe not this year" I challenged.
"May the best team win" Fred agreed.
I scanned the Quidditch field on Saturday. My stomach was not agreeing with me I was so nervous.
The Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain, Seventh Year John Malden, came glancing around. He frowned, sighed, and then called all Second Years down to the field. He chose two to try out and sent the rest away.
Ageist! I almost shouted, last year I had been deemed "too nerdy" to play Quidditch.
Malden then called everyone else down except for those who wanted to play Seeker since that was his position.
Stupid, jerky, self-centered, selfish arse! I really hated this guy.
About fifty teenagers filed down to the field. Malden ordered us into groups of what position we wanted to play. Me and about thirty other teenagers filed into a group for Chasers. And I thought exams were nerve racking!
Two hours later every position had been filled except for one Chaser. I was standing next to a tall, lanky Fourth Year with brown hair and brown eyes. Either him or me would be the third Chaser. I'd probably be the boy because from the lack of girls I'd say Malden was sexist. There was one other girl, Sixth Year Sabrina Kylton.
Malden looked at the two of us and sighed. "The third Chaser is Lydia Aravis." Malden didn't look too thrilled.
Arse! I thought before turning and holding out my hand to the other boy I'd been competing against.
"Good job" I said.
The boy shook my hand. "Thanks, you too." He nodded and left the field.
We dispersed off the field and Sabrina smiled as we walked together to the Ravenclaw dormitory.
"You did really well!" Sabrina said.
"Thanks" I replied. "You too."
Sabrina had long, strait, red hair and blue eyes; she was tall and athletic from playing Quidditch. She was nice and a really good Quidditch player.
I was talking to Fred, George and they're friend Lee Jordan about Quidditch.
"Yeah" Lee said. "Slytherin doesn't stand a chance against Gryffindor this Saturday. Harry Potter's Seeker!"
I nodded. "So I've heard, and I've yet to see the famous Harry Potter."
"Come to practice today" Fred suggested. "Oliver wouldn't mind even if you are in Ravenclaw because you're his adopted sister."
"Great!" I agreed cheerfully. I turned left to head down to the dungeons for Potions with Hufflepuff, and my Gryffindor friends turned right to Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Later, I walked out onto the Quidditch field to tell Oliver I would be watching the team practice today. He smiled.
"So" Oliver ginned. "Ready to see how bad you're going to get beaten?"
"You sure about that?" I asked.
"Hey Lydia!" Fred called.
"Glad to see you made it!" George yelled.
"You know them?" Oliver asked.
"No" I replied, sarcastically. "I have no idea who they are."
"Aw don't say that!" George said.
"You'll break our hearts!" Fred agreed.
I just grinned. Just then two girls walked over. One of them was a tall African American, and the other had dark skin and chocolate coloured hair and eyes.
"This is Angelina" Oliver said, introducing the African American girl.
"What's she doing here?" Angelina asked.
"Lydia" Oliver said. "Is my adopted sister in Ravenclaw. She's here to meet Harry."
"Or is she here to spy?" the other girl said.
I didn't like either of them. They were both mean and conceited. I hoped they were good Quidditch players; otherwise I'd convince Oliver to kick them off the team.
"Alicia!" Oliver said to the other girl. "Lydia would never do that!"
The two girls looked unconvinced.
"The Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain is a stuck-up, sexist arse; I'd much rather spy for Oliver than him!" I said.
Not that I would spy, I wanted to win.
Another girl followed by a boy came running over. The girl had wavy, light brown hair and hazel eyes. The boy had messy, jet black hair and green eyes. The boy was Harry.
"This is Harry Potter" Oliver said once the boy and girl arrived.
"So I guessed" I replied.
"Lydia is my adopted sister; she's in Ravenclaw." Oliver said.
"I'm Katie" the girl said, smiling.
I liked her much better than Angelina and Alicia. She seemed to like me too, and I hoped we could be friends.
"You guys can practice" I said going to go sit on the side-lines.
After practice, I walked with Katie, Fred and George. Angelina, Alicia and Oliver. Harry was walking next to Oliver quietly.
"So what'd you think?" Fred asked.
"Do you think we're going to beat you?" George asked.
"You guys are a good team" I said. "But, I don't think you're going to beat us."
Fred and George grinned. "Wanna bet?" they said together.
"I don't gamble" I said.
Fred and George shrugged and walked off.
I turned to Katie. "What is everyone in?" I asked. "Besides Oliver, I know he's in Fifth Year. Oh and Fred and George, they're in my Year."
"I'm in Second; Harry's in First. Angelina's in you're Year, and Alicia's a year older, in Fourth" Katie replied.
We talked together until the team split, and I went to the Ravenclaw Common Room.