Ok, first off, thanks to MorningLight and Arifi for reviewing, you guys made me inspired to continue. Oh, and about what you said about Harry being too young to be captain, Arifi? Well, I thought that too, but when I looked closer at the books, it turns out that Oliver Wood was captain in the SS and he was just a fifth year then too. Harry's been playing on the team since his first year; something that's unheard of, so I think that he could be made captain. Ok, on with the story, let's see what I can think of for this chapter.


Harry struggled to swallow, but his throat seemed to be frozen up. He felt the six pairs of eyes burn into him as Fred, George, Angelina, Katie, Parvati, and Seamus all stared at him expectantly. They had all changed into their scarlet quidditch robes and were sitting in the Gryffindor locker room. Harry struggled to think of something captain-y to say, something Oliver would have used. He cleared his throat. This was so stupid! These people were his friends; there was no reason to feel so foolish.

"Ok." he said shakily. "We've been training hard, learning new moves, and there's no reason for us to not kick eagle ass today." He swallowed and started up again, gradually growing steadier. "Fred? George? Don't forget what we practiced. The double clutch?" They both nodded.

"Seamus? Katie? Get the Quaffle to Angelina. When they start defending her properly, switch to Katie, then Seamus. Remember that, ok? Angelina, Katie, Seamus. Keep them guessing. But that doesn't mean that you don't take a shot if you can get it. That's just the general plan, ok?"

"Parvati? Seamus?" They both looked up at Harry. Parvati was smiling, shifting anxiously from foot to foot. A single drop of sweat made it's way down the side of Seamus' head. "You guys are going to do great. Don't even worry about it, ok? We got this game."

"Ok. Are we ready?" Everyone stood up and grabbed their brooms, the rush of a quidditch match pounding it's way through their veins. Harry looked nervously behind him. Everyone was smiling, excited to be playing again. Harry shook himself internally, and then pushed open the doors that lead to the pitch.


I know, that was a really short chapter, but I'm going to start with the next one right now, and it's going to be extra long. Anyway, if anyone's reading this, please review so that I know that you're there. Thank you!