Chapter Eight
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I awake the next morning and almost forget where I am. I change into my robes and Mona and I make our way down the stairs to the common room. Fred and George are already down there, talking to a group of students. They wave when they see us and we walk over to them.
"Now, guys, this is Mona and Vera-" Fred starts before a girl interrupts him.
"Uh, which is which?" She asks.
"That one is Mona, Alicia," Fred gestures to Mona, whose hair is in two braids, "and that one is Vera." I have my hair in one braid. We decided to wear our hair differently so people will be able to tell who is who until they get to know us a little better. I wave at them.
"Mona, Vera, this is Jordan, Alicia, and Angelina." George says. The three wave and we all begin to talk while we make our way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"So, how does it feel to know that you were supposed to be here last year?" Jordan asks. "It must be odd having to take classes with a bunch of first years."
"Actually, Professor McGonagall said that we would be taking second year classes." Mona replies as we sit down at the table. The three of them look at us.
"How odd. I'd assume they would want you to stick with first years since, technically, this is your first year." Alicia says while spooning yogurt into a bowl.
"I mean it is odd. But that's what she said."
"Well, if you don't have to take first year, why did we have to? Are you incredibly gifted or something?" Angelina inquires.
"No. We don't know a thing about magic."
"Hmmm, I guess they see something in you." Jordan inputs, cutting up a sausage.
"I guess so." After breakfast we head to our classes. We start with charms. Professor Flitwick starts be reviewing a spell from last year, which the other students easily do. He comes over to Mona and me to help us, since we were struggling.
"Just swish and flick." He says. "Mona, you try." She nods and clears her throat.
"Wingardia Leviosa!" she says confidently. The feather rises and Flitwick praises her.
"Excellent. Vera, your turn." He turns to me. I nod and look at the feather on my desk.
"Wingardia Leviosa!" I say. The feather floats then falls.
"Try again." Flitwick says. A few students are looking at me now, making me feel pressured.
"Win-win-" I stammer before taking a deep breath. "Wingardia Leviosa!" The feather rises up quickly and I smile.
I can't believe this is actually happening. I'm using magic.
"Wonderful. Now, onto our next charm-"
By the end of our first day, I have learned so much. I've learned many different charms and spells, how to make a potion, and how to transform an animal into a water goblet. The teachers are impressed with Mona and me, at how fast and easily we seem to be learning first year stuff.
When we get to try out brooms, it takes us a few tries before we are able to lift up our brooms. Mona and I take off and after a few shaky seconds, we begin to fly around, low to the ground as ordered. After a few weeks, we're allowed to pick up speed and try different heights. Fred and George start zooming around, showing off a little. Mona and I follow and ride with them for a while. We have a good time. I love flying. The twins were right. Flying is one of the best things at Hogwarts.
After dinner, the twins, Angelina and us walk back to the common room. A tall boy approaches us. He's a fifth year, and introduces himself as the quidditch captain.
"Oliver Wood." He smiles. "You know, I was watching broomstick lessons today, you've got a lot of talent for a couple of second years." He says. "Would you all consider trying out for the team? We're in need of two beaters and some chasers."
I see the twins eyes widen and smiles break on their faces.
"Would we!" George cries. Wood smiles and turns to Mona and me.
"If you ever want to learn, just ask, but I'm pretty sure these guys will be able to teach ya. They seem to know what they're doing." He walks away and the twins look at each other.
"We're gonna be beaters!" They say to each other. They high five and look at Angelina.
"You gonna try out?" Fred ask her.
"Uh, yes! Not every second year gets asked by the captain to try out." She answers. The three of them high five. I feel so happy for them. Fred and George have told us how much they want to be beaters, and their finally getting a chance. I hope they all make it.
"Well, tryouts are tomorrow. Better get some rest. We'll see you tomorrow morning." George says. They head upstairs and Angelina runs over to Katie to tell her the good news.
The next morning, Mona and I go to tryouts to support our friends. There are several people trying out for chasers, and two boys trying out for beaters. They're fourth years, but I'm pretty sure Fred and George can beat them. Oliver calls the higher years up first onto one team, and the newer years onto the other. They play against each other. I never realized how amazing the twins were until I watched them play. Oliver was awestruck with them and they made the team. They ran off the field and up to us, hugging us. "I can't believe we made it." Fred says.