The Other Potter

Chapter 57

"I'm dead" I groaned in response to Romilda shaking me awake the next morning. The room was bright with light from the candles in the room even though the sun had not even risen yet. "Quick you have to get up or else we are going to be late" Romilda huffed ripping my blanket away resulting in me curling into a ball moaning for her to stop.

"Ginny Weasley do not make me come back over there" Romilda yelled as I buried my head under my pillow groaning in pain flooding all of my muscles. "Sarah Peterson" Romilda snapped a moment later grabbing hold of my pillow and throwing it on the floor.

"Romilda" I whined in response glaring up at her through my bleary eyes pulling a face when I twisted my body and felt a sharp bolt of pain race through my body. "Why are you being so evil?" Ginny wailed from the edge of her bed.

"It's not even six yet" She added with a frustrated sigh swinging her feet over the side of her bed so they dangled just above the floor. "For goodness sake" Romilda exclaimed swatting at my leg when I refused to make any effort to leave my bed.

"We have to meet the other girls soon" Romilda added sounding much like a mother scolding her children. "What happened to you two last night?" Mary asked, her amusement clear in her voice.

"McGonagall" Ginny and I both yelled at the same time and I winced thinking back to the horrible hours spend with McGonagall on the quidditch pitch. Last night was torture!

"This prank war was your idea" Romilda stated grabbing my pillow off the floor and swatting me with it making everything hurt worse. "Harry trains you both crazy all the time, surley McGonagall couldn't make flying on a broom any worse than he could" Mary stated from her spot lounging on her bed fully dressed and ready for the day.

"That's the thing" Ginny said finally standing up and stretching her arms over her head with a pained look on her face. Groaning I sat up in my bed not wanting to undergo any more of Romilda's wrath. "We didn't fly at all" Ginny muttered wincing as she sat down and started brushing her hair.

"Than what did you guys do all night? You didn't come back with the rest of the team" Mary stated curiously as Romilda pulled me from my bed and led me over to one of the desks for me to start on my hair and makeup.

"Drills" I answered bluntly "Lots and lots of drills" I added pulling out my hair brush as Ginny started telling the girls exactly what McGonagall had put us through.

***Flashback***

Playing on the Gryffindor Quidditch team is a privilege! It is not a right" McGonagall yelled standing with Ginny and I in the middle of the Quidditch pitch. As soon as we had arrived she had dismissed Harry to run practice as normal with everybody else but stated she would be in charge of the training for Ginny and I tonight planning on drilling into us the honour and responsibility of being a part of the Gryffindor Quittitch team and to make sure neither of us were ever late to practice ever again.

"Now if you will both follow me to the change rooms" McGonagall stated turning and Ginny and I quickly shared a nervious look before following her. "Neither of you will be flying tonight so there is no need for your uniforms" McGonagall said unlocking the change room doors and leading us in.

"Instead you will change into these" McGongall stated gesturing to two piles of clothes sitting on the bench each with a pair of joggers. "Leave your uniform in here and meet me outside when you are done" McGonagall said with an evil glint in her eye before leaving Ginny and I to do as we were told.

"This doesn't look good" I mentioned quickly changing and placing my uniform where my pile had been. It was freezing only being in a pair of black three quarter sports leggings and a red t-shirt. I glanced over to see that Ginny was dressed exactly the same. Shivering, rubbing my hands over my arms to try and warm up I followed Ginny back outside