A Harry Potter Love Story: Gracie Style 2 *Completed*

Chapter 8

Breakfast the next morning was crazy! Loads of girls were staring at Harry all giggly and stuff. It made me sick. Nat actually gagged once or twice. It was kind if crazy jealous. Until Hagrid sent us a glare. "We need to see Hagrid!" I sighed, eating my breakfast. They all nodded.

"I hate not talking to Hagrid!" Mione sighed, resting her chin in her hands.

"Well he can't really expect us to keep taking it, can he?" Nat swallowed, looking at Hagrid guiltily.

"Well of course he would. We liked Hagrid. So we actually tried, and we did pretty good on exams. But none of us really liked the subject. We like Hagrid." Ron shrugged, eating his breakfast. I nodded, agreeing with him. We all watched him leave as a group of girls giggled, pushing one forward towards Harry.

"Hi Harry. Would you like to come sit with us? You sit with them everyday. It wouldn't hurt to have some," the ringleader paused to look at me before continuing. "variety." My jaw locked in anger.

"No thanks. I'm going to stay here with Gracie."

"Who's Gracie?" She smiled innocently, sending me a quick glare. I smiled sweetly, waiting for her to turn my way. She's been here four four or five years now, I think she knows who I am!

"Er, my girlfriend. The one sitting right beside me who I've got my arm around?" He asked, looking at her like she was crazy. I smiled, waving and batting my eyes. Nat, Ron, Mione, and Ginny were snickering behind me. She glared, flipping her hair.

"Well, the offer still stands!" She gave Harry another smile before walking away with her friends. Harry rolled his eyes, turning back to his plate. I waited till she sat down and looked at me, then flipped her off. Nat and Ginny laughed loudly. Harry turned to look at me with a small smirk, but I had already turned back around and started eating again.

"Quite popular aren't you?" Nat smirked, taking a bite of her food.

"Well of course he is! He's never been more interesting, and quite frankly, he's never been more fanciable!" Ron nearly gagged on his food. Blegh.

"Everyone knows he's back now too! They know you were telling the truth the whole time! You really fought him twice these past couple of years and lived! Everyone is calling you the chosen one!" Ginny rolled her eyes, smiling. Harry blushed, but I smiled. I'm really proud of Harry. He's been through a lot.

"And the scrawny gits grown another foot!" Nat smirked at me, mocking me. I pouted again, looking up a Harry. He chuckled, kissing my forehead.

"Don't worry Shorty! We love your height!" Ginny winked, ruffling my hair.

"Yeah! It's adorable!" Mione laughed, hugging me from the side. I pouted again.

"She's right sweetheart. I love your height!" Harry laughed, kissing my cheek. I smiled, standing up.

"Come on. Lets go to tryouts!" He stood up, as did Ron and Ginny. Mione and Nat followed us out to watch, but Nat was whining about not being able to play this season the whole way there. As we got closer, Parvarti nudged Lavendar, who was sitting in the crowd. Lavendar smiled at Ron, waving her fingers. He blinked, the started strutting around like a rooster, giving her a smile. I giggled, but Mione looked cold and angry.

Try outs took forever. And half of them weren't even Gryffindors! My tryouts went well. Ginny, Katie, and I tried out together. Ginny scored seventeen, Katie thirteen, and I tied Ginny. Harry was really happy. No one else scored above six. We got two new beaters, Jimmy Peakes and Ritchie Cootie. No where near as good as Fred and George, but good none the less. McClagen saved four goals, witch irritated me. He's a git! But Ron saved five so ha! Lavendar was cheering him on the whole time.