Chapter Three!
"First," Katie said. "We need you to fly, one at a time, around the whole field as fast as possible."
One by one they went flying at the speed of light. After each person, the Gryffindor team wrote something on their clipboards.
"Ron Weasley?" Katie called.
"Here, and I'm ready to fly!" Ron called.
"Go!"
Ron flew as fast as he possibly could. He had a pretty junk broom and that slowed him down a bit but at least he didn't fall like the others who went faster than they could control.
"Hmm.. not bad...." Fred told him.
Ron grinned and looked at Harry who was not paying attention. He was staring into space looking tired.
"Ron!" someone called. "Great job up there, I'm sure you'll make it."
Ron turned. He saw Hermione running towards him.
"Thanks. I hope I do." Ron said.
"Okay, listen up!" Alicia called. "Next, we will actually be playing a simple, one teamed game of Quidditch. Everyone will take turns being the keeper and blocking our balls. Harry will observe as he is not needed in this game." she grinned.
Harry was knocked out of his stare and he smiled back.
"Oh... just ducky." Ron murmured.
One by one, everyone took turns. The first few people were really bad but soon after, everyone got used to blocking the quaffles. After everyone's turn, Harry wrote something on his paper. Of course, it might not have been for their performance, as he was probably not paying attention. (you probably realized that) Once or twice, Hermione looked over at Harry and frowned because he was staring off somewhere. When she followed his gaze, she noticed he was looking at Rayna.
"I can't believe he's become so obnoxious.." she complained.
Ron was too busy being nervous to pay attention to Hermione or even Harry.
When Ron's turn came up, Hermione wished him good luck and he mounted his broom.
"Okay.. concentrate.." he mumbled.
A whistle sounded.
"Begin!" Angelina called.
"Cheeeepppp!" the whistle sounded again.
"Okay.. flying skills.. blocking tactics.. come on, Ron, you can do it!" he muttered frequently to himself.
The quaffle flew towards him and he flew in to stop it from entering the goal but he was too late..
"And the gryffindor chasers score!" Lee Jordan joked.
"It's okay, Ron! That was just the first time! You'll improve!" Hermione cheered him on.
Another bell sounded. The Chasers worked skillfully and passes around the quaffle while the beaters tried to hit the bludgers to them and also to Ron.
"Oui! Yikes!" Ron said as a bludger brushed past him.
"Whew.. that was close...... Huh? Augghh!" Ron didn't see the quaffle coming towards the post until it was too late.
"Aw, come on! That was the bludger's fault!" he complained.
"Ickle-Ron-nekins is hurt by a bludger?" Fred teased.
"Shut up." he muttered with a red face.
"Beeepppppp!" the bell sounded again.
"Alright, Ron, get it together or you won't become a keeper!" he told himself.
Ron concentrated with all his might at the red quaffle coming closer to the goal. When it headed towards him, he jumped up and caught it before it went in the goal.
"Yea!!!" Hermione cheered.
"Yes!" Ron smiled and started flying around the goal post.
"Well done, Ron." Angelina told him.
The bell sounded again and Ron stopped the quaffle a couple more times during his session.
"Thank you!" Alicia smiled.
"Next!" Katie called...
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Ron sighed as he lay in his bed at 9:00 that evening. He felt he had done pretty well and was proud of himself. Harry on the other hand, hadn't seen his performance because he had been talking about tv shows with Rayna. (LOLZ) After a while, Ron fell into a deep, confortable sleep.
In the middle of the night, Hermione woke up with a start.
"What's wrong with me?" she asked herself.
"Why can't I sleep?" she whispered.
She quietly crept out to the common room and settled on the couch with Crookshanks in her lap.
She sighed contentedly. All of a sudden, she heard a noise.
It was coming from the grounds outside. Hermione tiptoed to the window and looked out. It looked empty but as she turned away, she saw a sudden movement. As she saw what it was, she gasped.