RAVENCLAW!

29. Graves and a Team

Harry was more than relieved when the first week of school was finally over with. He hadn't really done any schoolwork at all over the summer and now he had a bit of struggle to get back into the rhythm of it. But it was alright, both Hermione and Terry had already offered to help him catch up. But for priorities' sake Harry's number one thought of the week hadn't been homework. It was the Quidditch tryouts on Saturday. All positions were open so everyone was free to choose which to try out for. Harry was pretty sure he either wanted to go for seeker or for chaser. He didn't really care actually but it would be cool to follow on his fathers legacy as one of the best chasers at Hogwarts ever. Seeker was his backup. He knew he'd have to go against Malfoy who had years of experience on him, but he was total crap at keeper and at the Weasley's the twins had always been the beaters in their little matches so he hadn't really had a chance to see if he would be good at that.

After an early breakfast on Saturday morning, Ron and Harry were strolling across the grounds towards the Quidditch pitch. The Gryffindor had insisted on watching the try outs as soon as Harry had mentioned it. He had tried to convince Hermione to join him, but apparently she wanted to get a headstart on studying. They had tried to tell her that she couldn't possibly have anything to study for on the first weekend of the year but she wouldn't have any of it. Therefore it was just the two of them.

"Hey, Ron! You think you'll try out for the Gryffindor team this year?"

"No, there's no free position this year."

"Oh, that sucks. I think all teams should do the tryouts like the Ravenclaw team. Every year for every position except the captain's. That's so much more fair, don't you think."

"Yeah."

"Hey, Harry!"
They both groaned as they turned around. It was Colin Creevey. Of course it was. The little wanna-be photographer had been following him around all week, constantly asking for pictures and autographs and while that had been kinda cute in the beginning it was starting to become really annoying.

"Not now Colin, I'm in a hurry."

"Enjoying your fame, Potter?"
Draco smirked at him as he surpassed them in full Quidditch gear and with a sleek black-silver broom resting on his right shoulder. Harry was suddenly very aware of the fact that he was wearing an oversized jumper and sweatpants, passed down from his lovely cousin Dudley. Was proper Quidditch gear obligatory for the tryouts?

"Woah, are you trying out for the Quidditch team, Harry? That's so cool! Can I take pictures of you flying?"

"No, Colin, please don't. But you can watch of course. Just, don't distract anyone, okay?"

"Sure thing, Harry!"
And he tagged along.

Upon their arrival, they split up. Ron and Colin were heading for the stands, the former who said goodbye to him with a death-glare, whilst Harry joined the crowd of players in the middle of the pitch.

"Harry!"
It was Cho Chang, waving him over. He gave her a wide smile. He hadn't had much of a chance to talk to her since the start of term. It was nice seeing her again.
"I didn't knew you were trying out for the team!"

"Yeah, haha. Well, I think I guessed I would see you here. You weren't exactly shy about your love for the Tornados."

"Yeah, I guess that's true. What position are you going for?"

"I don't know. Either Chaser or Seeker probably."

Cho's face fell a tad and she looked like she was about to say something, but she got cut off before she was able to.

"Ah, Harry! Following my path to fame, are you?"
The hell was Lockhart doing here?!

"Actually-"