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Harry Potter and the Final Prophecy by Modern Marauders

Format: Short story
Chapters: 9
Word Count: 15,947
Status: WIP

Rating: 12+
Warnings: Mild Language, Mild Violence

Genres: Action, General
Characters: Draco, Ginny, Harry, Dumbledore, Hermione, Neville, OC, Remus Lupin, Ron, Snape, Voldemort, Fred/George, Tonks, Luna, M. McGonagall

First Published: 05/24/2005
Last Chapter: 06/19/2005
Last Updated: 01/06/2006

It's Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts, and things couldn't get wierder. First, there's a new girl who seems to be worse than Malfoy, but somehow connected to Harry. A new prophecy that connects Harry and the new girl. A year full of new relationships, excitement, and mystery, by the end of it , Harry will have had no idea what hit him. Please read and review! my first fanfic, so it might not be that good. Over 1000 reads!

Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Quidditch Tryouts

When Ginny and Harry came back to Gryffindor tower, they found Ron and Hermione waiting for them in the common room. When they were spotted, Ron's face turned purple, with a mixture of anger and worry in his eyes.



"Well, you should have left us a note or something." Ron grumbled. "Sorry, mate. Didn't know, brother's first instincts."

"No problem. Night." Harry walked up to the boy's dormitories, Ron and Hermione's yelling voices quickly fading. He lay down on his four poster, his eyes traveling the length of the ceiling. His thoughts traveled back to the information he and Ginny had just discovered. 'How could she have been in Gryffindor with my parents?' Harry thought. 'She's so much older than they would be. Was she a friend of my mum's? Or dad's?' These thoughts brought him into a deep and troubling sleep.
"This is it. The end of everything, the start of nothing." Hermione said sadly, resting her head on Ron's shoulder.
"It's alright, Hermione. We won. Everything'll be alright. They're in another adventure. Like Dumbledore said..-"
"Death is but the next great adventure." She finished.
"Right. Come on, Mione. Let's go home." Ron smiled sadly at her and they turned away, their hands intertwined.
Harry sat up, it must have been well past midnight, because the stars were starting to fade. He blinked his eyes several times to get ride of the picture of Ron and Hermione looking so miserable. 'Who's grave were they at?' He thought. He looked over at Ron's bed to find him sleeping soundly in it. Harry crawled out of bed and decided to go for a walk. He threw on a shirt and jeans, pocketed his wand, and grabbed his invisibility cloak and the Marauder's map before exiting the common room.

The hallways were pleasently quiet at 4 a.m. in the morning at Hogwarts. Harry roamed all over the school, looking at the paintings, and thinking about all his troubles. After an hour of walking, his feet began to grow tired. He slowly made his way to the Room of Requirement, figuring he could think more there. When the corridor in which the room was located came into view, Harry walked past it until he saw a door appear.

He walked in and closed the door behind him softly. The room had a couch, a table, and a rug that covered the floor. Harry tugged off the cloak and laid down on the couch. He closed his eyes to reflect all that had happened to him so far in the year. He had gotten a girlfriend and a new enemy, and more visions had started coming. Harry also thought about the upcoming Quidditch season (McGonagall had told him after one of her classes that he was the new captain).

He need new players, and had decided to hold Quidditch practice tomorrow night, Wednesday. Ron would still be keeper, Ginny would love to be chaser, and his ban was lifted, so he would be seeker. He would have to talk to Ron about this, and get the notice up. Harry couldn't wait until he would be able to feel the wind in his hair again and the excitement of the game. He was going to get a really good team, a team with talent, a team that would blow the Slytherins out of the water. With that good thought in his head, Harry got up and returned back to the dormitories.
Ron was already up when Harry returned, and he wondered how long he had been wandering the castle. When Ron caught sight of Harry walking through the doors, he ran up to him and gripped his shoulders, hard.

"Where have you been? Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Listen. I was thinking about holding Quidditch tryouts tomorrow night. What do you think?"

"That's a great idea, but there's one problem. You have to book the pitch a lot in advance or else you never get it."

"I'll go to the pitch tonight and see when we can have tryouts. Sound good?"

"Sounds great. Um, Harry?" Ron asked nervously.
"Do I have to tryout too?"

"No, only you and Ginny don't."

"Why doesn't Ginny have to?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow knowingly.

"Because I've seen her play as chaser, and she's really good at it. Not because I'm dating her."

"Right." Ron said in a slow voice, pronoucing every letter. Harry rolled his eyes and they went down to the Great Hall to eat breakfast.
The day pasted very slowly for the trio. Their classes went on forever, and the homework kept pilling up. Unusually, Hermione wasn't the one who got picked in class that day for all the answers; Cat was. She was just like Hermione, maybe even smarter. By lunch, a lot of rumors were going around; some were that she had stolen Hermione's brain, she had bribed the teachers to give her the answers, and that she could read the teacher's minds. They were all ridiclous, except for the last one (from Harry's experience), could be true. By the time dinner was over, even more rumors had started, and the sixth years' homework was worse then last years'. After dinner ended, Harry made his way to the pitch to try and book it for tomorrow night.

When he arrived at the pitch, he saw the Slytherins practicing. He saw Malfoy in mid-air on his broom, shouting at everyone. He smirked when he saw that his beaters could barely hit the bludgers, that his keeper was worse then Ron, and that his chasers couldn't handle the quaffle. His smile disappeared when he saw who his new seeker was. Cat was flying around, following the snitch like a real cat. She made an amazing catch, one that Harry had never done before.

"Good, Cat. Very good." Malfoy said to her as she flew over to him. "You'll give Potter a run for his money." Malfoy leaned in to kiss her, but she flew away and let the snitch go. 'She's really good.' Harry thought looking at her. Cat's head shot up from the snitch, and looked in his direction. His eyes went wide and he quickly checked the schedule before booking it for the next night. He looked one more time at the team before walking away from the setting sun towards the castle.
Harry found Ron, Hermione, and Ginny talking in front of the fire in the common room, waiting for him. He sat down next to Ginny who jumped up a little when he sat down.

"Hi, Harry. So, did you book it?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah. Tomorrow night. I'm going to put up the notice right now." He flicked his wand and the notice appeared on the bulletin board. With a satisfied nod, Harry turned back to his friends. "Ginny, you want to be chaser?"

"Yeah. Of course."

"Great. Do you guys know anyone who might like to tryout?"

"I think some kids in the third and second years might want to try out, I heard them talking about it." Ginny said thoughtfully. She yawned and got up. "I'm off to bed. Night Harry." Ginny gave him a kiss on the lips before walking up to her dormitory.

"I'm going to turn in, too. Night, you guys." Hermione gave Harry and Ron a small wave before following Ginny upstairs.

"How come I don't get a kiss?" Ron muttered after Hermione had gone upstairs. Harry leaned back on the couch and smiled.

"Dunno, Ron. You should talk to Hermione about it. I'm going up too. You coming?"

"Yeah." Ron jumped up and he and Harry walked up to their dormitory.

They could hear Neville's usual snores coming from his bed, and Dean's rustling of his sheets. They quietly changed into their pajamas, and got into bed.
"Night, Harry." Ron yawned before his snores came into beat with Neville's

"Night, Ron." Harry placed his glasses on his nightstand, and drifted off to sleep. Waiting to see what the next day would bring.
Wednesday dawned warm and humid; and the day stayed the same. The Gryffindors who were trying out for the team where impatient for classes to end. When dinner was over, all the Gryffindors rushed back to their dorms to get their brooms and get to the pitch first.

Harry was shocked at how many people had shown up for tryouts. He seperated the Gryffindors into two groups: chasers and beaters. He tried out the beaters first. So many of the kids couldn't even hit the bludger. Until finally, two second year twins, Meaghan and Liam Synder were able to hit the bludgers almost as good as Fred and George. Harry then moved onto the chasers. He had Ginny throw the quaffle to them and they had to try and score a goal. Almost every kid got it through Ron, and it was tough to decide which two were the best. He finally decided on the second year Dana Minigione, and a fifth year named Ryan Hynes. When he had seen everyone, Harry brought everyone together.

"Tonight I have seen a lot of talent. You were all really, really great. But, only four more of you can be on the team. For beaters, I have chosen Meaghan and Liam Synder. And for chasers, I have chosen Dana Minigione and Ryan Hynes. Thank you all for coming." The kids who didn't make the team stalked away, grumbling things about Harry and how stupid Quidditch was the whole way. Harry looked over his new team and a sense of pride came over him.

"Alright, the first practice is tomorrow. And we have a game on Sunday against Slytherin. So, be ready. Go to bed, I'll see you tomorrow." They walked up to the common room and parted ways. All of them going to sleep happily.