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A/n: Here is chapter two guys! I hope you all enjoy a whole bunch!



“Coote! Ya Brute! Be careful! That arm is going to win me my house cup!”

For the second time that day I started waking up to voices and this time some jostling.

“Potter, would you shut up and at least open the door? I’m the one carrying her!”

Potter? I felt my body being rotated and then my head knocked dully into something very heavy and very solid.


“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!”

“Just put her down on a bed before you kill her would you?”

Ah, soft. Last year the school invested in some new hospital beds, this was my first time trying them out but I approve.

I decided that maybe then would be the appropriate time to open my eyes up.

“Oh, thank Merlin, you’re okay!” James kneeled down next to me, “Coote, get Madame!”

John gave James a moody look as he turned to go get Madame Reese.

James grinned at me, “Nora, I carried you all the way up here because I care that much about you. I know we don’t know each other that well and everything, but I’m positive your arm- I mean you, you and I will be the best of friends.”

I looked at him, “What happened?”

It was all sort of jumbled; the last thing I remember was chasing Jordan around trying to protect him.

James took my hand, which I would have said was nice (him being a cute seventh year and all) except for the fact that it was extremely sweaty, dirty and I think he had a few open cuts.

“Well, here’s how it happened,” James breathed out, “I was about to die, there was a bludger heading straight for my head and then you not only saved me from an untimely death, but also managed to make one of the best shots in history! Well maybe not history, but the best I’ve seen!”

“Oh,” I struggled to get out, “Is that all?”

Madame Reese came then with John following behind her, “What happened?” she demanded.

“She fainted,” James said, “Oh no, Coote! What if that’s the secret? What if every time she makes a good shot she faints?”

Madame Reese frowned, “Leave boys, if all you care about is quidditch rather than Ms. Moore’s health.”

Coote spoke up, “But we-“


James added, “It’s not like we were-“


Coote cut back in, “We care about her, honestly-“

“What kind of people do you think we are Madame?”

“Out now.”

Her tone even scared me a bit; she had pursed her lips very tightly which caused her voice to come out deeper than usual.

She turned to me as James and John hurried out, “What caused the fainting Ms. Moore?”

“I’m guessing shock,” I answered, “But really I’m fine now.”

I have somewhat of a phobia of taking potions. They are just so bad tasting and thick and gross, so I avoid taking them at all costs.

Madame starting writing on a piece of parchment she had grabbed, “You’re very lucky. Fainting on a broom is very dangerous, good thing so many people were in the air near you.”

I looked around the hospital wing as she continued writing. There was only two other people but both were lying down so I couldn’t make out who they were.
“Do you know who caught me?” I asked.

She put down the parchment on the bedside table, “Yes, Mr. Coote said he did. Alright, do you feel dizzy? Or light headed?”

I shook my head, “I did before but now I feel fine.”

She frowned, “Hm. I still think you should perhaps take something…”

“No,” I said quickly, “May I please just go back to my common room?”

I got up and immediately paused feeling instantly dizzy.

Madame grabbed my elbow, “Lay down, dear. Rest and I’ll discharge you in time for dinner.”

I did as Madame said and lay back down on the bed but it took me a good half hour to fall asleep.


“Well, look who it is.”

“Shut up, Kiana,” I answered back as I sat down next to her on the long wooden bench at the Gryffindor table.

Ellen who was sitting across from us chimed in while picking through the large plate of vegetables before her, “Why yes, it’s the secret weapon. Congrats Nora, didn’t think you had it in you.”

Kiana scowled at Ellen and then at me, “Nora, I can’t believe you. You were only there to help me! But no, you had to go and actually make the team.”

Ellen flicked a carrot at Kiana, “She’s just bitter that her tryout was down right embarrassing.”

I looked back and forth between the two, “Wait, so it’s official? I made the team?”

Ellen grinned, “Yep, James put out the list about an hour ago. Welcome to the team.”

Stabbing her food rather viciously Kiana mumbled, “Unbelievable.”

“Kiana,” I reasoned, “Calm down. I’m not actually going to join. I don’t want to play quidditch.”

Kiana’s face instantly brightened, “Oh, of course!”
Ellen put down her fork, “What? Nora! You can’t just back out of it like that! James has already bragged about you to the other teams.”

“Okay now,” I said, “How much has happened since I’ve been in the hospital wing?”

Kiana patted my shoulder, “Not that much. I mean you definitely don’t have to join if you don’t want to.”

Ellen interjected, “Nora! People dream of being on our house team and you’re just going to not join?”

I nodded, “Seems about right.”

I began to scoop some salad onto my plate as Ellen shook here head at me, “Have fun telling James.”

“I’m not scared of telling him anything, he’ll just have to deal with it.”

“Who will have to deal with what?”

I saw the look on Ellen’s face and turned around in my seat to see who had spoken, sure enough James was standing behind me with Coote alongside.

I felt myself deflate a little, “Oh, um, nothing.”

James then proceeded to sit down, pushing Kiana out of the way. Coote sat on the other side of me.

“Well, I don’t know if you have heard the news-“

Ellen cut in, “I told her already James.”

James pouted, “Thanks for taking the fun out of it, Jordan. Please tell me you’re not angry that your brother didn’t manage to get the spot?”

Ellen rolled her eyes, “I could care less. Though, he might actually end up getting it after all.”

James seemed not to notice the last part of what Ellen said. I’m guessing it was because he was stuffing an entire roll into his mouth.

I decided to start eating in case the issue of me actually not joining the team came up. My fork was about an inch from my face when I felt a hand grab it, making me pause.

My eyebrow rose, “May I help you, John?”

John blushed and let go of my hand, “Sorry, but Nora I think you need to carb up a little. You know, for quidditch.”

James took my plate, “I concur, Coote. Here,” James placed the salad in front of Kiana, “You look like you eat this type of thing.”

Kiana seemed highly offended and pushed the plate away sending me a glare.

“Carb up?” I questioned.

John nodded, “Well, when I was carrying you to the hospital wing-“

“For the record it was I who carried you the majority of the way. After Coote tired out of course,” James added while taking another roll.

Coote continued, “As I was saying, while I was carrying you, I noticed you were a bit…you know,” he faltered a bit, stumbling over his words.

“A bit what, exactly?” I didn’t like the sound of where he was going.

John looked to James who seemed to give a nod which urged him on.

“Well, you know. You were, um…soft? I just think we should get you a little more bulked up…muscley.”

“I’m soft?”

I could her Kiana and Ellen let out snickers.

James grabbed a new plate for me and loaded on mashed potatoes, chicken and three rolls, “Try this.”

Kiana scoffed, “It’s all the same color.”

I was still stuck on being called ‘soft’ by two seventh year boys.

“Go ahead,” James passed me a napkin, “Eat up.”

“I’m not joining.”

I didn’t particularly mean to say it just at that moment but it all sort of popped out very quickly. Everyone who was sitting in our group froze, except for Kiana who gave me thumbs up behind James’ back.

Coote ended up being the first to speak, “I don’t understand.”

I almost felt bad for him, because he genuinely sounded very confused.

Ellen acted like I hadn’t told her already, “Nora! How could you do this to us? To your house?”

I gave her an extremely dirty look, which she disregarded looking at me smugly.

“James?” I asked, while looking over at him. He hadn’t moved since I had spoken and his eyes were starting to glass over.

“You mean you don’t want to be on the team?” He said faintly.

“Okay,” I stood up from my seat, “Everybody listen up! I, Nora Moore, will not be joining the quidditch team. Because I don’t like quidditch.”

James stood up to, angrily and did something I didn’t expect. He raised his voice loudly so many people in our part of the great hall looked over to him.

“Let’s get something straight here Ms. ‘I’m too good for school level quidditch’, nobody and I mean nobody refuses to join the quidditch team. So strap up your boots and get your club because I’ll put your dead body on a broom if that’s what it takes!”

He then turned sharply and stormed out of the hall.

Ellen smiled, “I think he took it well.”

A/n: Hope you all enjoyed the 2nd chapter.

Please review guys, because I appreciate it so much and it means the world to me when I hear about your( yes YOU, you lovely person reading this right now. I call on YOU!) thoughts about everything (:

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