The next day Harry got something from Sarah at breakfast.
Dear Harry,
Here is your schedule for practice and games. The team is excited to meet you and see how good you are. Dumbledore says that school games are on Sundays so our games are Saturdays. You'll start after Christmas holiday. Birthday is optional. See you soon,
Sarah Tusk
He smiled and he and his friends headed to Slytherin common room. When they got there they opened the schedule and looked at it. Dumbledore had given her a schedule for the school classes, practice and games.
Bold- Games
Plain- Practice 3-5 pm
November- 5, 7, 9, 10, 12, 14, 16, 17, 19, 21, 23, 24, 26, 28, 30,
December- 1, 3, 5, 7, 8, 10, 12, 14, 15, 17, 19, 21, 22
January - 7, 9, 11, 12, 14, 16, 18, 19, 21, 23, 25, 26, 28, 30
March- 1, 2, 4, 6, 8, 9, 11, 13, 15, 16, 18, 20, 22, 23, 25, 27, 29, 30
April- 1, 3, 5, 6, 8, 10, 12, 13, 15, 17, 19, 20, 22, 24, 26, 27, 29,
May- 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 10, 11, 13, 15, 17, 18, 20, 22, 24, 25, 27, 29, 31
June- 1, 3, 5, 7, 8, 10, 12, 14, 15, 17, 19, 21, 22, 24, 26, 28, 29
July- 1, 3, 5, 6, 8, 10, 12, 13, 15, 17, 19, 20, 22, 24, 26, 27, 29, 31,
August- 2, 3, 5, 7, 9, 10, 12, 14, 16, 17,
Harry whistled.
"Wow, that's a busy schedule."
"Oh Merlin! Every other day of practice? And a game every Saturday?" Daphne said.
"We'll get used to it. And they give us the option on your birthday." he said.
"At least it's after classes and then back for dinner." Draco said.
"Yeah. They probably did it on purpose." Harry said.
Before they knew it they were on their way home for the holiday.
"So, any plans for Christmas?" Draco asked.
"Not really, try and ignore my mum, dad and brother spend time with my uncles. Probably going to see the Weasley's to." Harry said.
"Probably." Daphne said.
A few hours later they were saying goodbye to their friends.
"See you soon." Harry said and gave Daphne a kiss.
"Yeah, see you soon." she said.
Then Harry headed to his parents.
"Hello John." Lily said smiling.
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