Hogwarts '06/7

[Phoenix in the Ashes]

Gryffindor had lost nearly all their star players from the previous year. Clearly, it was going to take the hit.

Misty, Dinas felt, seemed to only be captain because she was by far the most experienced on the team.

But, Terrin felt, she didn't have the captain's knack. She was a good player, certainly... but not a leader.

Not a Captain.

Nevertheless, she picked her team - including one of the poorest keepers trialing - one of her friends.

[Scarlet Lioness]

Misty gathered the hopefulls together...I'm not ready for this captain thing she thought to herself...she sighed...maybe I'll put the names on the notice board tomorrow morning and look over my notes again. I need to get this right...
"Ok everyone...listen up...I was going to tell you the names of the team now...but it's quite a hard decision on some parts and with others not..." she looked quickly at Rowena and then focused on what she was saying "So tomorrow morning will be when you will find out...check the notice board...the team will be there..." She smiled at the dissapointed faces..."You can go now..." Misty said...

Misty turned around and headed off the pitch...she sighed again...as she looked over her notes...

"Hmm...maybe she's not the right one for Keeper...and maybe it should be him..." Misty glided her finger along the paper...

She felt a tap on her shoulder...

[Phoenix in the Ashes]

I wonder, Dinas thought.

[Un'Anima Persa]

"Second thoughts already?" she thought, "I figured it would take a while before reality broke through her air-headed mentality."

She rose, brushed herself off, and headed for the castle.

[Phoenix in the Ashes]

Dinas screwed up his eyes, trying to get a picture of the girl walking quickly out of the stadium. He couldn't get a clear picture, so he pulled out his wand.

[Q.Araignee]

Rowena noticed her Charms teacher drawing a wand, and wondered what on earth he was going to do. She'd noticed him watching throughout all of the tryouts, and a Ravenclaw too who seemed intent on analysing her when her back was turned. Frowning, she picked up the crate with all the balls in, and hurried to catch up with Misty and tapped her shoulder.
"Can you show me where these go please?"

[Un'Anima Persa]

It occured to Remmy at that moment that she had left her scarf in her seat. She turned around and caught sight of Professor Dinas with his wand pointed at her. HE seemed to be standing there, wand at the ready, contemplating wanted to cast a spell or not. Remmy ignored him and moved toward her scarf, which was now down a few seats due to the wind.

[Scarlet Lioness]

Misty turned, it was Rowena. She pointed to where the crate went absent mindedly and kept walking. She was too deep in thought to care about anyone right now...

[Q.Araignee]

Rowena frowned slightly and went to put the crate away. After she did, she turned back and noticed three things. Misty seemed completely lost in her own thoughts and obviously didn't want any to go up to her. The Ravenclaw she'd seen earlier was clambering down seats on the pitch, chasing a scarf that kept moving away in the breeze. And her Charms teacher had his wand pointed directly at the Ravenclaw with a look of contemplation on his face.

Seeing as she didn't want to disturb Misty, Rowena made her way around the stands and climbed up them until she was directly behind the Charms teacher. Then, fixing her face with a shy smile, she said "Excuse me Professor Dinas, I was wondering what you thought of my flying today?"

[Phoenix in the Ashes]

His magnifying charm worked well. He felt for some reason as though he should be keeping an eye on that girl...

"Oh, brilliantly," he commented to Rowena. "With a bit of practise and commitment there's no doubt you could be the top seeker in the school. I've been thinking of starting and Inter-school Quidditch competition some time. With a bit of practise, perhaps you could make it into Hogwarts.

"I used to play quidditch," he added.

[Scarlet Lioness]

Once Misty had entered her dorm, she flopped down on her bed and went over her notes from the Tryouts...maybe she should go and get Terry...but he wasn't at the Tryouts..

She grabbed a sugar quill from her bedside draw and began sucking on it...Terry was a beater..so Michael couldn't go there...so he would be a back-up. Misty was shocked that she had forgotten about Terry...and there was also Gina who was a chaser...she wrote down lists of names and possible teams...and ended up with the best looking list. It wasn't her first thoughts, but this was the best Gryffindor had...

She wrote on the paper, in her untidy scrawl:
Chasers-
Gina
Jake
Charlie
back-ups: Tracy, Emily.

Keeper-
Lilly
back-up: Kimberly

Seeker-
Rowena
back-up: Henry

Beaters-
Misty
Terry
back-up: Michael

First practises will be held Wednesday 6pm and also Sunday mornig 9am. Other practises will be arranged to availablity of the team. Changes to the line-up may change within the first week, so all the back-ups and first line-ups play hard at practises. Original team members please see Me (Misty) at 1pm on Tuesday.

That should do she thought...well it better be... she pinned it on the noticeboard.

[Phoenix in the Ashes]

Terrin caught himself reminiscing about the old days. He dreamed of soaring in the air again.

[Scarlet Lioness]

Misty decided to head to the Great Hall for a late dinner, she hadn't checked the time it had taken her 3 hours to come up with a final list of the Quidditch team...but she had it up earlier than the morning which was good...

[Q.Araignee]

Rowena beamed at her Professor and let him daydream a while before enquiring further.
"Really, sir? At professional level and everything?" She was genuinely interested in Quidditch, and wanted to find out as much as possible.

[choki]

"Flubberworth"

"Ahhh, you've finally returned to Hogwarts!" The Fat Lady greeted her warmly. Arven gave a weak smile in return. She had never like to smile. The Fat Lady, sensing the situation, stepped aside, allowing Arven the access into the Gryffindor common room.

Carrying her luggage on one hand and a rather battered broomstick on the other, Arven made her way into the dormitory slowly, much to the surprise of a couple of first year Gryffindors crowding around the fireplace to revise. After all, the sudden appearance of a stranger wearing the Gryffindor robes did seemed weird. Ignoring the hype she had caused, Arven walked on.

While heading to the stairs, a note on the notice board caught her eyes as an image of the golden snitch flew around its edge. It was a note handwritten by the new Quidditch Captain about the new line-up and practises. Not to her surprise, her name wasn't on the list. After all, she was absent from school for almost a year and missed most of the team's practises last year.

The reason why Arven missed out most of her fourth year was because of a freak Quidditch accident that occurred during the starting match between arch rivals, Gryffindor and Slytherin. As the chaser, Arven was constantly challenged by the Slytherins....

"Yes and she scores again! The score is now 110 to Gryffindor and 30 to Slytherin" The crowd erupted into yet another round of cheers.
"This year seems to be another triumph year for Gryffindor Quidditch. And if Gryffindors win the Quidditch Cup, it will be their 10th year in running!"
"Ooi, that's a nasty foul! Didn't the referee see anything?" The commentator said, referring to the Slytherin beaters whom just threw the bats and nearly hit the Gryffindor keeper.
"Ahhh, we should have known... the referee for this match favours Slytherin house because he, himself, was a Slytherin during his time too."
The referee signalled for the game to continue despite protests from the Head of Gryffindor. After a few seconds later, an interesting squabbling between the Heads of both houses broke out, much to the amusement of the audience who found it incredibly refreshing to see the usually stern Professors aruging. As such, everyone's focus was now on the duo.
The game continued nonetheless, and no one except a few nearby saw what happened next. One of the Gryffindor chaser had crashed onto the audience stand and tumbled over to the opposite side of the stand, to a free fall straight down to the hard ground below. The majority audience only came to realisation after hearing a terribly loud crashing sound and a few sharp shrieks made by the horrified students. No one could see the unconscious free-falling player except those who stood around the edge of that particular stand. Many had closed their eyes fearing for the worst. However, just seconds from impact, an incantation boomed through the whole stadium as a bright red spell sped towards the fallen chaser. Professor McGonagall, with her wand outstretched, heaved a huge sigh of relief as the chaser landed on the soft, liquified ground. Wasting no time, the Headmistress apparated right next to the unconscious chaser...

While carried on a stretcher to the way to the infirmary, Arven could hear blabbered speeches consisting of words like multiple fractures, alive, incredibly lucky before she succumbed to the growing pain wreckling through her entire body.


Turning her eyes away from the note, Arven walked slowly towards the spiral stairway. Part of it was due to the big luggage but it was mainly due to her previous injuries. Upon reaching her room, Arven laid on her bed, closing her eyes for a shor rest. Up till today, she has no recollection of what really happened on that day to cause her fall and something in her mind told her... it wasn't the Slytherins.

OOC: Sorry for the long introduction... just have to figure a story for the absence in 8 pages worth of storyline