The Next Ravenclaw

Quidditch

I finally got there. Quidditch practice. I was gonna do my best and try to get on the team. But I couldn't get my hopes up. Like the muggles say, "Hope for the best, plan for the worst". Anyway, the Quidditch captain starts speaking. "Hello everyone. Welcome to Quidditch practice. Any of you who have been on the Quidditch team last year raise your hand". The captain says. Most of the people raise their hand. "OK then, just a heads up your not all gonna make the Quidditch team. Even if you made it last year. But it still doesn't mean you don't have a chance". He says looking at everyone.

We get on our brooms getting ready to play a round of "Practice Quidditch". Not sure thats what its called but still. Pretty much we were playing a game of friendly Quidditch and were sorted into teams. I was placed as a seeker for team #2. Well, anyway we start playing. I see everyone starting to play. I get up in the air with a basher sending a bludger my way. I quickly zoom forward trying to get away. But the bludger keeps following me. I look at where everyone is and I see an opportunity. I make a super hard turn that makes the bludger hit one of the opposite teams chasers.  I quickly look around the Quidditch course and I finally see it. That beautiful, beautiful, golden snitch. I quickly start racing towards it. I was gonna become a seeker no matter what. But it too, starts going super fast. I couldn't catch it. But I had to try. I try urging my broom to go faster. But it won't go any faster. The snitch quickly makes the sharpest turn I have ever seen. Sharper then the one that made the bludger hit one of the chasers. I quickly start to zoom towards it making turns that allow me to go in front. But I still can't reach it. But I somehow get in front of it and almost grab it. But then the other seeker grabs it before I can. I almost fall down to the ground but I grab onto my broom quick enough. I look up with team #1 cheering. Practice was over. Everyone just gets picked. Well, not everyone. We all walk off the field. Some sad, some happy, and then some like me. I didn't really care to be on the Quidditch team. Sure, it would be great. But I was more happy for the other people who got picked than sad for myself. I walk through the halls going to my next class. Until I see Jack Herviti with three of his friends from Slytherin. "Hey, hey, hey! I see you didn't become the Ravenclaw seeker eh?" He asks mocking me. "No, I didn't. And to be honest I don't really care." I say. "Ha, well you might not care but now I know filthy half breeds like you can't even get on the worst Quidditch team of all time!" He says still mocking me. "For your information Jack, I am not a half breed! Muggles and wizards/witches are the same species! I even have a theory on why we can perform magic and they can't." I say irritated. "Do you know why its a theory? Cause it hasn't been proven right. And it never will. You'll never be anything Paris. Your a filthy half breed American. I can tell by your accent". He says. I can say nothing. What is there to say? There is still something to do. I quickly point my wand at him. "Talk or your late for class". I say. "And what are you gonna do? Do the unlocking charm on me? Sorry, but because your a half breed your probably really dumb.  No, you are really dumb. Dumb enough to have thought about fighting back with the unlocking charm. "Put your hands on your head you filthy little..." I say but he interrupts me. "Hey, lets not use strong language. Anyway, I am off to class. Later... half breed." He says chuckling to himself. Oh, he was gonna stop chuckling in a minute! "Petrificus Totalus!" I say confidently. He quickly gets into the position of a solider and falls down with his eyes full of shock. I do the same spell for the other three and I start walking off to my class. Transfiguration, taught by Professor McGonagall. I walked into the room being one of the first people there. Well, I knew that Jack and his friends weren't gonna be here in time.

Class finally starts. Everyone here, well, not everyone actually. "Welcome to Transfiguration. A note before we start, transfiguration is very dangerous and hard magic to use so if I see anyone playing around with it in my class you will be severely punished!" She says with a serious tone. Minutes pass and she explains some stuff about transfiguration that I, of course, already know. Hmm, Jack and his friends should be here right now. The door of the classroom is quickly opened by Jack. Him and his friends find their seats and sit down. "1 hour detention with me" McGonagall says. "But-" "No Butts Mr Herviti" McGonagall says yet again in a serious tone. Jack looks at me in disgust. I almost feel bad for him. But he deserved it. He deserved to be shown a lesson and not call people half breeds when they clearly aren't. Anyway, McGonagall is finally teaching us. She flicks her wand and suddenly a rat appears on everyone table. All of them looked the same. All the rats exactly the same, but at the same time, they clearly aren't. She starts speaking about turning it into a silver cup and how to do it. We all start trying to do it. Some boy named TJ does it first. Jack then did it and looked at me with a grin saying "Frick you! I did it before you! Half breed!" That was literally the only way I could explain his grin. Well, that I could think of. I finally flick my wand and my rat turns into a beautiful silver cup. I raise my hand. "Yes, Ms Hardwick?" Professor McGonagall asks. "I was wondering, because I transfigurated a rat to this beautiful silver cup then would that change the taste of any liquid in the cup?" I ask. "Good question, but no. It wouldn't effect the taste or anything about the liquid in the cup or even the very cup itself." She says. I nod in a way of saying thank you and looking back down at my cup. Dang it, I was thirsty. "Aguamenti!" I say proudly. Suddenly the cup is filled with nice cold water and I drink it. I love transfiguration.