Hey everyone, new chapter. Really hope you like it... Quidditch Tryouts...

Chapter 30:

Nancy and her little brother Dorian made their way to Professor Flitwick's office. They were talking a portkey to Mr Potter's house. Nancy was incredibly nervous – she had to tell them today; her little sisters. She sighed. Her brother patted her on the arm, "it'll be ok, I promise," Dorian smiled sadly.

Nancy nodded her head before knocking on the door. "Enter!" Squeaked the little man from inside the office. Nancy and Dorian made their way into the room to find their professor smiling at them. "Is it that time already?" Nancy frowned, it was ten in the morning – the day had barely begun. "The portkey is ready." Flitwick told them. The three of them stood around an old ornament that had been sat on the desk. They each placed a finger on the ornament and waited. Flitwick looked at his watch, "any moment now."

The portkey pulled them from the office and took them to Charlus Potter's study. When they arrived they finally were able to remove their fingers from the portkey. "Ah Filius, perfect timing. Nancy, Dorian good to see you." Charlus shook their hands eagerly. "Filius could I tempt you to a coffee before you return?"

"Erm – I should be getting back but I don't see why not," Flitwick smiled up at the kind, slightly aged wizard.

"Let me just call Milly to take your bags to your rooms," Charlus smiled, "Milly!"

There was a loud pop, causing Dorian to jump slightly, "Yes master?"

"Could you take Nancy and Dorian's bags to their rooms please?" Charlus asked gently.

"Yes master," Milly bowed slightly, "excuse me miss, may I have your bag?"

"Yes of course, thank you," Nancy smiled, at the strange elf. Even though she'd seen a Hogwarts elf once or twice it was still ridiculously strange to see a house-elf.

"And yours, Sir, please," Milly held out his hand for Dorian's bag. Dorian handed it over, "thank you Mr Dorian." There was another gentle pop as the elf vanished.

"Right, let's go see if we can find your sisters and my wife," Charlus said as they left the room.

Try outs continued. Each of the students trying out took part in drills across the pitch as Astrix, Etta, Rob and Cynthia discussed how well they flew. It was quite intimidating being compared like that, James thought to himself as he led the others round the circuit. When Astrix called them back down to the ground, he smiled, "you are all doing really well but I only three spaces on the team so you are going to have to work for it. I'm going to split you up into groups. If you are here to tryout as a chaser can you grab a seat for now. Those of you here to tryout for the beater position, get on your brooms. We're going to have several competitions; firstly get into a row. Rob here is going to pass the bludger to you – I want to see how hard and far you can hit it."

Rob began passing the bludger to each of the people in the row. One or two boys were unable to hit the ball with their bat at all, whilst the rest hit it fairly far but some of them didn't put much weight behind it and it changed direction quickly. Astrix spoke quietly to the other team members before turning to the potential beaters, "right, that was mostly good. If I call your name then I'm sorry you've not made the team; Trev Mallory," the sixth year prefect frowned and went to leave the pitch.

"Terence Hamman," a third year with blonde hair and striking eyes followed after Trev looking clearly disgruntled.

"Stanley Lofton," another third year flung his broom over his shoulder and sauntered off the pitch.

"Perry Bronson," a fifth year looked like he was about to swear loudly, instead he walked away muttering under his breath, "absolute jerk!"

"Right everyone, next were going to try you out working as a team. I want you up in the air, passing the bludger between you – no attacks just yet – and if I call your name you're out." Astrix sighed, there were still more than fifteen people in the air. James and Harry watched from the ground as Sirius passed the bludger with ease – he was a natural. After a few moments Astrix began calling names once more and the pressure began to build, "Carl Patterson…" a short, older boy flew down to the ground and made his way off the pitch.

"Preston Rowlands," Astrix continued. "Richard Thole, Mark Ross, Clyde Lane." Soon the number of people passing bludgers between themselves was more reasonable. There were two girls and six boys left – Sirius was still amongst them. "Ok, next – get into two groups of four." The group quickly divided. "Etta? Cynthia?"

"Yep," the girls answered.

"I need a favour. You'll hate it and I'm really sorry but I promise to heal anything that gets broken."

The two girls laughed nervously. "Ok, within your groups divide again into twos," Astrix demanded calmly. When each of the beaters were waiting patiently in pairs, Astrix continued. "Look at the person next to you. For the next half hour they are not your enemy, they are not the person you are trying to beat – they are your team." Astrix then pointed at each pair, numbering them one to four. "Three and four, take a seat, thanks. Team one you have to work together to protect Etta – you better work hard because she's my girlfriend and I'll hurt you if she gets hurt," Astrix said, "you are also trying to attack Cynthia who will be being protected by team two." Team one consisted of Sirius and a seventh year, Spencer Scholten whilst team two consisted of a girl who Sirius didn't know and a sixth year boy called, Michael Rosati. The teams quickly set about trying to attack the other teams girl whilst protecting their own girl. Sirius had done a great job of protecting Etta. He had walloped the bludger away from her several times even though it had gotten close once or twice. He had also managed to get his bludger passed Rosati occasionally. Cynthia had been hit in the gut once and had also been hit in the leg. When another bludger came here way, she grabbed the girl's bat and flung the bludger away from herself, "I think we know which team won."

The other teams battled. The girl and Michael Rosati made their way off the pitch. They sat in the stand and watched the rest of the tryouts. Team four had beeten team three and so now there were only four potentials left. Astrix told them that they would go against each other but if they lost it didn't mean they were automatically out. Sirius again protected Etta amazingly whilst poor Cynthia was becoming more and more battered and bruised. Sirius' teammate Spencer Scholten barely had to do anything. They quickly won the match. "Right, finally each of you is going to have the chance to fly with Rob here. If you go over to the other side of the pitch, you can take it in turns in the air. I'll post up the results in the common room tomorrow. CHASERS up next!"

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