We Are The Cursed Children (Harry Potter Self-Insert Fic because why tf not?)

Guess We're Celebrating

The Main Hall was abuzz as students were chattering, mostly about who were the rookies added onto the quidditch teams.

The Americrew were talking amongst themselves.

"I don't really know anyone who got on the Hufflepuff team," Sam said. He poked at his eggs, a little disappointed they had put too much salt on it. It was an accident, he was so excited he had forgotten that he was even shaking the salt shaker.

"I'm pretty sure the two Russian boys in Slytherin got in, I heard they're really good flyers and were aiming for Chaser positions," Francis said, for once not on her phone. She rolled her sleeves up, muttering curses at how annoyingly long they were.

"Actually, I think Yuri was at the Gryffindor try-outs and got a Seeker position," CJ added, tapping her chin curiously, "I heard he was actually recommended before the try-outs were even held."

"Who's that again?" Annika asked, writing down last-minute notes for her first-morning class.

Before CJ could answer, Francis had said, "One of the Russian kids." She noticed CJ's smirk, "What?"

CJ just giggled.

"I wonder if Olive is doing okay," Maggie finally said.

The group fell quiet.

Olive wasn't there at the moment. She hadn't come down from the dorms yet.

"Maybe she's just running late?" CJ offered an explanation.

Dustin sighed, "Or maybe she's depressed and hiding in a bathroom."

Maggie rolled her eyes, "We shouldn't worry. I'm sure Olive is doing okay. She probably just fell down the wrong staircase."

"Just like Fran did," J teased, laughing when Francis shot them a hard glare.

CJ, out of nowhere, jumped up. Other Gryffindor students looked at her, bewildered at her excitement early in the morning. "There she is! Olive!"

Just she started screaming, Olive was walking towards them. She smiled, though quickly ran to her friends after catching a few strange looks.

"Olive Olive Olive Olive Olive-mrpfff," Francis pulled her friend back down, pulling the girl's hood over to cover her mouth.

Francis smiled at Olive as the tall pale Ravenclaw squeezed between Sam and J. "Sorry, I'm late, I just woke up because my stupid phone didn't charge last night so I didn't have an alarm and-"

CJ pushed Francis's hand away. She gasped, grinning widely as she exclaimed, "Did you get in?!"

Olive looked at her with confusion for a moment. But then it dawned on her when the others stared at them for an answer. Sheepishly giving in, Olive said, "Yeah, I did. I got the chaser position."

CJ screamed, shouting compliments and exciting words to Olive. Suddenly, CJ turned to Francis with a bright face and said, "Guess what, Franny!"

"What?" She replied, rather unimpressed.

"We're going to celebrate tonight! Woop woop!"

Francis groaned, "Great."

...

"Francis, relax," CJ told her friend as they walked through Diagon Alley for the first time.

They weren't really expecting the place to be... cramped. The stores were closely built together and cliques of friends were crowding the alley.

"Relax? How can I relax? We don't know about this area and I don't have a map! It's not like I can pull up Google Maps and see where we are. We're going to get lost!" Francis said, pulling their jacket closer.