Albus Potters a Keeper!

By ZApdoSage

Fantasy / Humor

Chapter 1

Thursday


"Now If you will wave you wands lightly over the feather and speak the words "Wingardium Leviosa". The feather should rise off your desk, and into the air"

The tiny professor Flitwick stood on top of his desk, which he preferred to use as his own personal podium.

"Ok everybody? The trick is in a swish and flick motion" The professor waved his wand in a fancy fashion for the class to mimic.

"practice it with me children. Swish and flick. A swish and then a flick! Its very easy you see."

Albus turned to Chandler and continued his explanation on how he was invited to the Gryffindor quidditch team tryouts.

"But yeh mate, it was me Fletcher and Peirce during broomstick class." He said waving idly at the feather in front of him so as to satisfy the professors

attention lest it be drawn unto him.

"Madam Hooch called Free fly time for the class since we had all pretty much got the hang of handling are brooms, cept for Oliver Hughes of course. Poor bloke

has been at it for two weeks and he can still hardly manage to get two feet off the ground"

Chandler laughed at the mentioning of Oliver Hughes. He was known to be terrible at just about everything. The boy went to the infirmary just about every day

due to mishaps with spells, potions, steep stairwells. Oliver had so many "accidents" every week, that most kids thought of him as the cursed kid of Hogwarts.

"Oliver eh? Figures Haha, That boy on a broomstick spells disaster in caps with exclamation marks"

"Yeh apparently he had once been carried off by a hippogryph at the wizarding petting zoo in Paris France"

"swept up by a hippogryph!" Chandler let off a hoot of laughter. "The boy must' ave been terrified, How old was he?"

I think around four or five.

Chandler cracked up. He always got a kick out of the stories and antics of Oliver Hughes. The thought of a poor miniature Oliver being carried off by a hippogryph

seemed to tickle him endlessly. Albus continued telling his story through the laughter, still swishing his wand at the feather in front of him.

"Ok right, so Hooch was watching Oliver and Peirce fly's over to me and says that there's a Quaffle laying around behind some bushes around the corner. So Me

Fletcher and him fly around and start throwing it around."

"Right, Right" Chandler said coming out of his giggle spell, wiping tears away from his eye's.

"And then after awhile. Peirce gets the idea to have a little game on the edge of the forest"

"A game?"

"Yeh, fletcher and Peirce took turns trying to score a goal on me, and i acted as the keeper"

"Wha'd you guys use for the goal?"

"Trees of course."

"Oh right"

"So Fletcher and Peirce went on trying to score on me. Passing the ball in between each other, doing all sorts of tricks and spins, they were actually really

really good."

"Really? I know Fletcher's cousin plays professional for the Grodzisk Goblins So it makes sense he has a right fix for the broom. Never would have thought Peirce

was any good though."

"He's good, Guy was turning out tricks that I've never seen any chaser do, ever"

"Wow." Chandler said with a surprised expression. "So they dusted you good did they?"

Albus grinned victoriously and leaned back in his seat. "Nahp. Neither of them could score on me"

"Blimey not even once!?"

Albus beamed at himself. "Not even once."

"Mr. Potter!" Came professor Fliitwicks squeak came from the front of the class. Albus immediately sat stark upright looking up to see the tiny instructor staring

right at him with a chiding look on his face. "Why is your feather not in the air? We have ten more minutes left! Swish and flick. Swi"

"Oh, sorry professor." Albus apologized, and begun making more exaggerated swishes with his wand while chanting the incantation "Wiiindgaurdium Leviosa.

WIINdGARDIUM Leviosa!" After about thirty seconds professor Flitwicks attention turned, and Albus continued his story.

"So anyways, the bell rings and we all come back and put or broomsticks up. And just as we're about to leave the locker rooms Vergil Ackerman, Gryffindor Quidditch

team captain walks in and tells us that he saw us playing"

"Oh no" Said Chandler

"Yeh, that's what i was thinking". "But then he started on about how we flew better than any of his players, and how we had taken his fancy after the first five minutes

of flying around. He told us he wouldn't turn us into Madam Hooch as long as well all tried out for the team."

"Tried out for the team? But your all first years. Their going to let three first years onto the team?"

"A couple of years back there was a group of students that lobbied against that rule" Albus said, still swishing and flicking at his feather. "I mean my dad got

onto the team in his first year, and there were a whole bunch of exceptions made after that as well. Windguardium Leviosa!" The feather wiggled a little on the desktop

and then fell still again.

"So first years can join now?" Chandler said, now completely ignoring his own feather and staring at Albus in wonder.

"As long as we get approved by the quidditch team captain, and Madam Hooch. As well as get a signed letter of permission from are parents."

"you think your Dad's going to give you the thumbs up?"

Albus snorted, "Course mate, he knows i can fly, and me making the team would make him prouder than a full grown hippogryph. I already wrote my him, so i should

have his letter sometime next week before tryouts. Windgaurdium Leviosa!"

The simple white feather rose into the air and danced lazily under Albus's influence.

"It's about time !" Squeaked Proffesor Flitwick from his podium. The room was full of white feathers floating this way and that though the air. It seemed

that Albus and Chandler were the last two in the room that hadn't accomplished the feat. "And that will be minus 5 points from Gryffindor for you "

"Awh but i was just about to get it!" Chandler moaned.

"Five points!" Proffessor Flittwick squeaked shrilly.

The bell rang, and the class all got up to go. Albus and Chandler wasting no time in jetting out to the hallway. It was lunch period for them both and they were

starving.


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