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Fortune_Cookie · 11-06-2005, 12:44 AM

The next chapter is as follows...hope you like it!

Several minutes later, I arrived on the field, panting. Everyone was already gathered in the center around Oliver, who was immersing into a long speech. All heads turned when I jogged over. Some shot me glares of annoyance.

“Everyone, this is Grace,” Oliver introduced me. “She’s going to be coming to warm-ups and practices to train as the back-up seeker.”

Mumbling swept through the group. Harry’s scowl was now very visible. Only Oliver, Fred, and George didn’t speak.

“Quiet, people!” Oliver hushed. “Attention over here. Right now we’re going to go through the usual dodging drill. Set it up!”

Taking me aside, Oliver presented me with a broom. It had certainly seen better days, but was still functional. “Sorry that it’s so…battered up,” Oliver said. “I borrowed it from Madame Hooche’s collection of brooms for the first years. I hope it’s decent.” He smiled encouragingly and headed back to the middle of the field.

In no time, I had adapted quite well to being in the air. Although I took a lot longer to catch the snitch than Harry, I was still proud of myself. There was nothing better than the feel of the wind blowing on my face as I sliced through the air.

Oliver soon called everyone down. “Good job, everyone. I think we really have it together now. See you next Thursday.”

The sun was getting low in the sky by the time everyone departed. Unsure of what to do, I gave Oliver the broom back.

“Thanks,” he said, and then paused to fix his eyes on me. “You did really great today.”

“Uh, thanks,” I mumbled, trying to remain humble. I felt like I was glowing.

He opened his mouth again, as if to say something, but then closed it again. We both paused for a moment, averting our eyes from each other.

“Um, I’ve got to go now, so see you soon,” I said with a little smile.

“Yeah, bye,” he replied. He gave me a goofy lop-sided grin and waved.

Puzzled at why Oliver had started to say something and then didn’t, my brow wrinkled. Sometimes I really thought that I thought about too much. This was probably one of the things to overlook.

I sank down under a tree to think for a while. Closing my eyes, I rested my head against the tree. My mind drifted from one thing to another. Twenty minutes passed.

Then suddenly my eyes flew open. I had told Leanne I would come back right away! Here I was, basking in the sun, when I needed to be there for her. Glancing up at the large clock above me, I realized that it was almost dinnertime; I was supposed to meet Leanne half an hour ago.

A sinking feeling formed in my stomach as I rapidly jogged towards the school. I’d never in my whole life let Leanne down before. I was known to act rashly sometimes (well, maybe a lot of times), but I prided myself on always keeping my word.

Racing up the stairs to the girls’ dormitories, I took a deep breath, trying to convince myself to stop worrying. I slowly opened the door to our room, bracing myself for the worst.

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Fortune_Cookie Library Writer Sirius Author Lefty SS100 Triumphant Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: Signing off SS for good…blame the workload and the hectic-ness of life. I’ll miss you all…:cry: Posts: 6,879 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eunice Murray Fifth	The next chapter is as follows...hope you like it! Several minutes later, I arrived on the field, panting. Everyone was already gathered in the center around Oliver, who was immersing into a long speech. All heads turned when I jogged over. Some shot me glares of annoyance. “Everyone, this is Grace,” Oliver introduced me. “She’s going to be coming to warm-ups and practices to train as the back-up seeker.” Mumbling swept through the group. Harry’s scowl was now very visible. Only Oliver, Fred, and George didn’t speak. “Quiet, people!” Oliver hushed. “Attention over here. Right now we’re going to go through the usual dodging drill. Set it up!” Taking me aside, Oliver presented me with a broom. It had certainly seen better days, but was still functional. “Sorry that it’s so…battered up,” Oliver said. “I borrowed it from Madame Hooche’s collection of brooms for the first years. I hope it’s decent.” He smiled encouragingly and headed back to the middle of the field. In no time, I had adapted quite well to being in the air. Although I took a lot longer to catch the snitch than Harry, I was still proud of myself. There was nothing better than the feel of the wind blowing on my face as I sliced through the air. Oliver soon called everyone down. “Good job, everyone. I think we really have it together now. See you next Thursday.” The sun was getting low in the sky by the time everyone departed. Unsure of what to do, I gave Oliver the broom back. “Thanks,” he said, and then paused to fix his eyes on me. “You did really great today.” “Uh, thanks,” I mumbled, trying to remain humble. I felt like I was glowing. He opened his mouth again, as if to say something, but then closed it again. We both paused for a moment, averting our eyes from each other. “Um, I’ve got to go now, so see you soon,” I said with a little smile. “Yeah, bye,” he replied. He gave me a goofy lop-sided grin and waved. Puzzled at why Oliver had started to say something and then didn’t, my brow wrinkled. Sometimes I really thought that I thought about too much. This was probably one of the things to overlook. I sank down under a tree to think for a while. Closing my eyes, I rested my head against the tree. My mind drifted from one thing to another. Twenty minutes passed. Then suddenly my eyes flew open. I had told Leanne I would come back right away! Here I was, basking in the sun, when I needed to be there for her. Glancing up at the large clock above me, I realized that it was almost dinnertime; I was supposed to meet Leanne half an hour ago. A sinking feeling formed in my stomach as I rapidly jogged towards the school. I’d never in my whole life let Leanne down before. I was known to act rashly sometimes (well, maybe a lot of times), but I prided myself on always keeping my word. Racing up the stairs to the girls’ dormitories, I took a deep breath, trying to convince myself to stop worrying. I slowly opened the door to our room, bracing myself for the worst. __________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie!