Chapter 5 : Bludgers and Quidditch
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Author's Note: I'M A TRUSTED AUTHOR! WOO!!! When I found this out, I did a happy dance. Yup, to "Numa Numa" by O-Zone. It was incredible. So here is Chapter 5! It took me forever to write but it's here and I'm so happy! While I was writing it, I got this splurge of ideas for the story and just started writing chapter after chapter! So I'm up to Chapter 8 in rough drafts. And I did promise to update here before updating my other story, so here it is. And I also promised to have Chapter 6 ready to go as well, which I do. Chapter image and all! I am so proud of myself. And I have made a new banner, and chapter images, because I decided I was bored now that finals are over, and that I wanted to make a new banner and chapter images. And the banner, yeah, it's animated! It's like 258 frames of my hard work, sweat and blood but it was worth it for the final outcome. And anyone who's wondering for some random reason, I believe that I did very well on my English final (my only one) except for the part on poetry. One, I hate poetry. Two, I can't write poetry, it ends up really lame. Three, my stupid teacher didn't teach us anything that was in that part!! GRRR!!!! And four, the poem was extremely stupid. It was about a root cellar. It didn't make sense. I'll probably go overboard with this status and start posting like a mad woman. Anyways, I just glanced at how long this note is turning out, so I'll stop and let you read now. =)
It's been a few weeks since I've been here, but I've actually gotten the hang of this place with the help of the Marauders of course. I've learned a lot of the school's secret passageways with their help. The school is pretty amazing, I must admit. I'm learning things I've never known before, well, I might've known them, but I don't remember because of the whole memory loss thing.
It had started to get really cold, and I definitely wasn't used to that. But then again, I wasn't used to a lot of things. Especially this magic stuff. It's pretty amazing what it can do.
I had been doing pretty well in all of my subjects, according to my teachers. Except Divination. That just didn't make sense. Professor McGonagall had taken quite the liking to me, giving me permission to try more advanced Transfiguration. I was her best student after all. I was actually very proud of myself for getting through all of this.
All of a sudden, someone grabbed me from behind, covering my mouth which muffled my screaming. This felt vaguely familiar.
"Hey, stop screaming, it's just us," James said, letting me go to reveal himself, along with Sirius, Remus and Peter.
"Don't do that!" I exclaimed, slightly angry, but mostly just freaked out. I don't know what would possess them to sneak up on me like that, but I was definitely not happy.
"We didn't mean to, but we wanted to take you somewhere," Sirius said.
"Okay," I said as they started leading me somewhere. After walking for about fifteen minutes, we came upon a place that had a lot of grass, three very tall poles with hoops at the top of them at different ends of the grassy area, and it was surrounded by these seat-like things. "What is all this?"
I walked into the middle and turned around a couple of times, looking at everything around me.
"It's the Quidditch Pitch," James responded. I had no clue what Quidditch was, or even what a pitch was, but James and Sirius seemed absolutely delighted by it.
"What's Quidditch?" I asked. The two looked like they were going to die of heart failure, or attack me for not knowing. Either way, it couldn't be good.
"What's Quidditch? What's Quidditch?" Sirius asked, obviously enraged by my ignorance of the thing in question. "It's only the best things known to the wizarding world!"
"That doesn't really explain what it is," I said.
"You'll see what it is in a few minutes," James said, totally denying my right to an explanation. "Sirius and I have to go change, so Remus and Peter will show you to the stands." He was pointing to the seat-like things. So that's what those things must be called. Stands. They kind of looked like stairs, but with seats. Interesting.
"Come on Elle, this way," Remus said, showing me up a set of stairs and into the front row of the stands.
"So, can you explain to me what this Quidditch thing is?" I asked.
"It's a game that witches and wizards play. It's played on brooms and is kind of like football, but so much better," Remus said.
"If it's so good, why aren't you two down there with Sirius and James?" I asked.
"Not that good at it," Peter answered.
"More interested in my studies," Remus said.
"Interesting," I said as James lead out a group of people I recognized from our House. I didn't know a lot of them personally, but I had seen them around the common room. James was leading them out of the "changing rooms" and in the group was James, Sirius and surprisingly Marlene. "Marlene plays Quidditch?"
"Yeah," Remus said.
"Okay guys! This is Sirius', Marlene's and my last year and we need to make this a good Quidditch season, alright? I want to win that cup!" The whole team started cheering. "Now, let's start with some passing drills before we get started!"
They all flew up into the air on their brooms, and started throwing around a big red thing.
"What's that?" I whispered to Remus.
"A Quaffle. It's what the Chasers have to get into the goal posts, and the Keepers have to block from getting into their goal posts," Remus explained. "James is Captain and Chaser. Then there's the Seeker, that guy over there, and he pretty much chases a small golden ball called the Snitch that flies around. If he catches that, the game is over, and the team who caught it gets 150 points."
"Oh, okay," I said as I watched, as they had actually started to play now.
"Elle!" A female voice called from behind me. I turned around and there was Lily, her arms full of books, and her red mane of hair swishing behind her.
"Lily! Why are you here?" I asked.
"If I wasn't, Marley would kill me," She as she sat down beside me. She pulled out a book and some parchment and started writing.
"You mean she's actually going to kill you?" I asked my eyes wide with fright. People actually killed their friends over little things like that? Ohmigod! I don't want to be here anymore!
"No! It's just an expression," Lily said. Thank goodness for that. "It just means she'd be very angry."
"Oh. Okay, you had me scared for a minute there," I said as I watched them continue. "So you come to every practice for this?"
"Yeah," Lily said. "I actually played Seeker for a couple of years, but decided that my schoolwork was more important."
"Oh, so this Quidditch thing is a big thing in the wizarding world, right?" I guessed.
"Huge! There are teams for it all over the world," Lily said.
"Interesting," I said.
"So," Lily said, lowering her voice so the guys couldn't hear her. "Do you have any crushes yet?"
"Crushes?" I asked.
"Yeah, like someone you fancy," She said.
"Oh...well, kind off..." I said, not really sure if it was a "crush" or not.
"Who?" She asked, leaning over.
"Andrew King," I whispered.
"Your Potions partner?" She asked.
"Oh, you two would be so cute together!" Lily squealed, clapping her hands together happily.
"Oh Lily Blossom!" James called from his broom. "You say you hate me, yet ever since second year, you've come to every one of my practices!"
"She comes because of me!" Marlene said, whacking him in the head with a bat.
"You haven't been on the team for nearly as long as I have," James said, rubbing his now sore head.
"James, we both tried out for the team during second year, and we both made it," Marlene said, looking at him with distasted before hitting him in the head with the bat again.
"What was that for?" James demanded, holding the part of his head that kept getting hit.
"For being an idiot," Marlene said before flying away.
"Why does Marlene have a bat?" I asked Remus while Lily argued with James about his idiocy and calling her "Lily Blossom".
"Oh, she plays Beater. They have a bat and have to hit these things called Bludgers, which are enchanted to hit people off their brooms. Marlene and Sirius' job is to hit them at the other team.
"Oh," I answered, watching them play. This was actually a pretty violent game.
"Okay team! That's enough for today! Next practice is in exactly a week!" James called out before flying over to where I was sitting. "Wanna play?"
"Play what?" I asked, looking at him curiously.
"Quidditch of course!" James exclaimed as Sirius came flying over.
"I've never even flown a broom before!" I exclaimed frantically. James had definitely gone out of his mind. Was he joking?
"Come on," James said, taking me by the hand. "I'll teach you." I climbed on behind him, curious of what to do. "Peter, Remus, get your brooms out mates. And Elle, you might want to hold on."
I wrapped my arms around his chest as he started flying around the pitch, really, really fast.
"THIS IS TERRIFYING!" I screamed.
"Don't worry, you wonít fall," James said as the others all flew out onto the pitch as well.
I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down before opening my eyes again to see he had slowed down.
"How do you like flying so far?" Remus asked, flying up next to me and James.
"Not liking it that much," I said, unwrapping my arms from James' chest as we were just hovering.
"You'll like it eventually," Remus said.
"SIRIUS!" James screamed.
Apparently, Sirius had let one of the Bludger things loose and it was now heading towards us. James started flying away, forgetting that I wasn't holding on. And because of the law of gravity I started falling.
It felt like time had slowed down. I was just falling farther and farther down. That is, until someone came and scooped me up into their arms. They were quite strong, I noticed. I looked up and saw Remus' face, a worried expression filling those gold-flecked eyes of his.
"Remus," I breathed.
"Elle, are you okay?" Remus asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I think so," I said, although I was kind of in a daze. "How did you get here so fast?"
"Fast reflexes I guess," He said, shrugging as he brought me back over to the stands as Sirius wrestled with the Bludger, trying to get it back in.
"Ohmigod Elle, I am so sorry," James said, giving me a hug. It felt...weird. Like we were possibly...family? "Elle, I should've made sure you were holding on. You're my sister for heavens sake!"
"I'm not really your sister," I pointed out, even though he had just spoken exactly what I had been thinking.
"You might was well be," He said, giving me a hug. I wasn't sure what to do when people hugged me, so I just kind of stood there.
"See Lily? Look how much he cares about Elle and her well being! He even called her his sister," I heard Marley say to Lily.
"Thank you James," I said as he still hugged me. I had a brother. Not a blood-related brother, but he was still my family.
"Good evening everyone. I have a very important announcement to make. On the night of Halloween, we will be holding a ball for anyone in fourth year or older. It will be formal, so I hope you will all take the opportunity to go," Dumbledore said. "Now, off to bed!"
"Ohmigod, we haven't had a ball for so many years!" Lily exclaimed. "This is going to be so much fun!"
"A ball," I muttered quietly to myself. "A ball..."
"Father! I don't want to go! All those stupid men wanting to marry me. It makes no sense planning it now; I have to wait until I'm nineteen anyhow. That's three years from now!" I explained to him. Him being an older man, wearing very extravagant clothing, and a strict look on his face.
"You don't have to make any choices tonight, but we're opening up your options so when you do get closer to that age, you can choose a man from a very respectable family," the man pointed out.
"GAH!" I screamed as the group of ladies that were hemming and making alterations to the dress I was wearing jumped slightly at my sudden outburst, before going back to work. "Daddy, I don't want to."
"Just have fun. You've doing this your whole life. It's very important for your coronation in three years."
"But that's just it; it's in three years! It's not right now! It's not even in a year!" I said. "And besides, that creepy Duke of whatever is going to be there. I hate him so much."
"Eleanor, don't say that. He is a very eligible bachelor who you should be considering for your marriage."
"Enough with the marriage!"
"Nono, aren't you so excited for this ball?" A girl with bright orange hair said. Her hair was perfectly straight and reached her waist. She was wearing a stunning white dress.
"It's been okay Laylay. Father keeps going on about marriage and my coronation and such," I answered. "It's getting on my nerves."
"Well, there are some pretty attractive men here, you should be out dancing with them," The girl encouraged, while eyeing one in certain that seemed to spark her interest.
"What about you Addie? You have to get married in three years as well," I said, giving her a doubtful look.
"Well, unlike you, I have more time to find that lucky guy because it's not urgent for me to get married. And besides, I probably won't even. I've been thinking about going into the mortal world to start...singing," She said the last part in a whisper.
"Addie! You can't! I'm going to be stuck here," I pouted.
"Hey, I'm only thinking about it. Not like I have anything useful to give to this kingdom," She said, looking around. "We all know I'm different."
"And that's why you're my best friend," I said, hugging her. "Oh no, creepy Duke at one o'clock."
"Hey! Random guy, how would you like to dance with my friend who's trying to avoid a creepy stalker?" Addie asked, pulling some random guy over by the sleeve.
"Sure," He said. I noticed he was quite good looking.
Okay, so when I said that the ball was okay, I actually meant it was pretty fun except for all the creeps who have been feeling me up in their pursuit for the crown. And my dress; absolutely gorgeous! It was a strapless gown that had a beaded bodice and a skirt made completely out of light blue, almost see-through fabric that reached the floor. On top of it, I had a blue sweater that had three quarter sleeves, and was tied up in the middle with a slightly darker blue ribbon.
Although, the thing that caught my attention the most was the shining thing on the top of my head.
"So you're the future-"
"Elle!" Someone called.
"What?" I asked. I felt really confused. Where was I? What was that thing I had just seen?
"What happened? You just collapsed," Lily said as a group of people including James, Remus, Sirius, Peter, Marlene and Lily surrounded me. Even people passing by were looking at me oddly.
"I-I don't know. Can-can I g-go see Professor D-Dumbledore?" I asked, still slightly shaken from what happened. It seemed like the most logical thing to do. Maybe he would know what happened.
"Yeah, I'll take you," Remus told them all, including myself. He held his hands out to me, helping me up and on the way there kept asking if I was okay to walk.
"Are you okay to walk?" He asked, worriedly.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm sure," I replied.
"What happened back there?" Remus asked. "One minute you were normal, the next you had stopped dead in your tracks and looked really zoned out before collapsing."
"I...don't know. I saw something, but didn't see it. It's like it happened in my mind," I said. "Like a...dream! That's it, a dream."
"Well, maybe you're starting to get your memory back," Remus suggested as we approached the gargoyle guarding Dumbledore's office.
"Maybe..." I said, looking at the gargoyle absentmindedly.
"Fizzing Whizbees," Remus said and the gargoyle jumped aside. We walked up the spiral staircase to see Dumbledore sitting at his desk, as if expecting us.
"Ah, Mr. Lupin, Miss Knightley. What is the occasion for this visit?" Dumbledore asked as we sat down.
"Well, I just saw something, but didn't really see it. It was almost like a dream," I explained.
"Like a vision?" Dumbledore inquired.
"What's that?" I asked.
"It's when you see something from the future," He described for me.
"I don't think it's from the future though. I think it was from my past," I said.
"So you had a flashback?" Dumbledore asked.
"Is that seeing the past?" I questioned and he nodded. "Then yes, that."
"Interesting. See, I had a theory that you might not get it back, but it seems you have proved it wrong," Dumbledore said as he got up and started pacing. "Do you remember exactly what happened in it?"
"Every small detail?"
"I want you to write it down somewhere. Once you do that, keep the thing that you've written it in a safe place. I want you to start recording every flashback you have," He said. "I cannot help you figure it out, but the library might be a good place to start. Another suggestion would be that you write down the triggering word or phrase, the effects and any questions you have about it that you'd like to look into. It will be helpful in the future."
"Thank you Professor," I said as Remus and I got up and left the office.
"So what was the 'triggering word or phrase'?" Remus asked.
"Ball," I answered.
"Do you have anywhere to write it down?" He asked but I wasn't sure. Sure I could do it on some blank parchment, but I had a feeling that wouldn't be safe enough. But there was someplace better that came to mind, almost immediately after.
"Come on, I've got the perfect place to write it!" I exclaimed as I started running towards Gryffindor Tower. I ran through the portrait and up to the girl's dormitories. I opened my box and found the diary. "Perfect."
I grabbed a quill and some ink before running back down the stairs, situating myself on the favorite seat by the window. A slight breeze was coming in as I opened the diary, flipped the page to a blank one and wrote the date and a title.
I have lost my memory of my previous life. I have started a new one, but have started getting memories of my old one back. I got my first one today. This is what it was.
Next time on "Remember"
I started stalking away, trying to get away from the overly protective James Potter.
"Eleanor, don't walk away from me!" He yelled after me, running to catch up.
"Don't use my full name!" I yelled back at him.
"Why can't you see that I'm just trying to protect you like a good older brother would?" He asked, trying to catch up my quick pace.
"Don't even bother! You're not my brother! I don't have one!" I screamed at him.
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