Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Quidditch Cup ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Ditch13 
Introduction of the school
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Fantasy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 245 | Status: Work In Progress
Introduction of the school
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Fantasy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 245 | Status: Work In Progress
I want you all to know that this year there will be 2 new schools coming and joining us," Dumbledore boomed threw the silent great hall.
"Those to schools are the school of the Unknown and Durmstrang", Dumbledore continued on.
"Only the Quidditch team members will be coming for this year right up till exams we are having a Quidditch final for a cup only one school can win!" he went silent to follow the cheers and hopeful cries of the students.
"First from the school of the Unknown we have Reanah the keeper"
A small girl with dripping hair and a wet cloak walked in and perched upon
her shoulder sat a night black owl
"Now we have Keiza, Yoko, and Patrick the team's chasers." Dumbledore
boomed.
Two boys with boa constrictors wrapped around their shoulders. They were
followed by a girl who was completely soaking wet. On her face was a look of pure panic. The other two chasers had there eyes glued to her white clad chest, which was gave both boys much to look at.
"I THINK MY BIRD IS DEAD!!!" she cried. Her black hair stuck to her face and
she was holding a dead fish in one of her hand.
"Keiza! Why are you so much wetter than the rest?" The Headmaster asked angrily.
"Well you know how we flew with the wind," Keiza said. She seemed to have completely forgotten about the bird.
"You mean apparated?" Headmaster asked.
"No, no I can't apparated I only know how to fly with the wind. And you know how horribly I am with the destination part!!" Keiza explained.
“You landed in the lake!!” the headmaster gasped.
“No silly, I was at the bottom of the lake in the first place and well… My bird was with me and everyone knows fire does not mix with water…” Keiza threw the fish she held in her hand into the air. A scream of what could only be explained as a banshee thundered through the air. A bird that appeared to be covered in flames flew through the entrance and grabbed the dead fish. It swirled around the students' heads a couple of times before resting on the wet girls shoulders. Keiza squealed happily and patted the bird on the head.
“You're damp… how the hell can you be damp!” she questioned. Then proceeded to sit on the floor with a thoughtful look on her face.
"Now we have Trézlana The Seeker!" Dumbledore boomed over all the chatter silencing
them.
Probably a 200 pound girl walked in the door wet just like everyone else.
"Wow! Trézlana how did you gain two hundred pounds in practically a minute!" Keiza gasped.
Harry leant over to Ron and whispered, “Well we'll have no problem against
her…”
The large girl sighed, "I didn't want them to get wet." Trézlana huffed. Trézlana let go over her cloak and probably over 100 Pygmy Puffs fell down around her. It was only a short period of time until all of them had organized themselves by color behind Trézlana.
"Now we have Tamila and Fathean the beaters!"
Two tall muscular girls walked in both carrying beaters bats. Their faces were screwed up into what could only be described as a grimace and each had behind them to extremely large retrievers. Everyone split up to go sit at one of the house tables of their choice Trézlana and Keiza went toward Gryffindor. Trézlana sat down next to Fred and Keiza next to George.
"Hello, are you any of you on the Quidditch teams?" Trézlana asked.
"We are the beaters" Fred said proudly.
"Yah being a beater is a very hard maculine job." George Said.
"Really our beater are girls!" Keiza said in a very blonde like way.
"I wouldn't call them girls", Trezlana giggled.
"Now we have from Durmstrang Victor-" Dumbledore was cut off.
"DUMB KRUM," Keiza thundered.
Hermione and Victor exchanged angry glares which made Ron the happiest man alive.
Trézlana didn't pay attention to the other players she was far to focused on Harry.
Keiza got up to walk away but bumped Hermione bag spilling her books everywhere. She grabbed a few and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Keiza what are you holding?" Trézlana demanded. Keiza held up a worn book. Hermione snatched it from her hands.
"Hermione's diary," Keiza giggled.
"OH MY GOD!!" Trézlana gasped. Her face had utter shock written right across
it.
"Don't worry so much…. I only learned one bad thing, everything else was boring" Keiza said.
"Hermione you need to know that when Keiza touches a book she is able to read every word, and whatever was in there she just read it." Trézlana explained.
"Keiza you can't tell anyone about that thing," Hermione squeaked out. Keiza burst out in giggles again and had to lean against George who looked to be the happiest man in the world.
"I won't!" Keiza muttered.
"Now remember people these Quidditch matched won't be easy and always play
your hardest and dig in", Dumbledore sat down after his final words. Keiza turned towards ron and began to talk to him and smirked at Harry and a very I'm-The-One-Talking-To-Her-And-Your-Not way. Trezlana turned to Seamous and talked to him. Seamous looked quite pleased with him self.
"Those to schools are the school of the Unknown and Durmstrang", Dumbledore continued on.
"Only the Quidditch team members will be coming for this year right up till exams we are having a Quidditch final for a cup only one school can win!" he went silent to follow the cheers and hopeful cries of the students.
"First from the school of the Unknown we have Reanah the keeper"
A small girl with dripping hair and a wet cloak walked in and perched upon
her shoulder sat a night black owl
"Now we have Keiza, Yoko, and Patrick the team's chasers." Dumbledore
boomed.
Two boys with boa constrictors wrapped around their shoulders. They were
followed by a girl who was completely soaking wet. On her face was a look of pure panic. The other two chasers had there eyes glued to her white clad chest, which was gave both boys much to look at.
"I THINK MY BIRD IS DEAD!!!" she cried. Her black hair stuck to her face and
she was holding a dead fish in one of her hand.
"Keiza! Why are you so much wetter than the rest?" The Headmaster asked angrily.
"Well you know how we flew with the wind," Keiza said. She seemed to have completely forgotten about the bird.
"You mean apparated?" Headmaster asked.
"No, no I can't apparated I only know how to fly with the wind. And you know how horribly I am with the destination part!!" Keiza explained.
“You landed in the lake!!” the headmaster gasped.
“No silly, I was at the bottom of the lake in the first place and well… My bird was with me and everyone knows fire does not mix with water…” Keiza threw the fish she held in her hand into the air. A scream of what could only be explained as a banshee thundered through the air. A bird that appeared to be covered in flames flew through the entrance and grabbed the dead fish. It swirled around the students' heads a couple of times before resting on the wet girls shoulders. Keiza squealed happily and patted the bird on the head.
“You're damp… how the hell can you be damp!” she questioned. Then proceeded to sit on the floor with a thoughtful look on her face.
"Now we have Trézlana The Seeker!" Dumbledore boomed over all the chatter silencing
them.
Probably a 200 pound girl walked in the door wet just like everyone else.
"Wow! Trézlana how did you gain two hundred pounds in practically a minute!" Keiza gasped.
Harry leant over to Ron and whispered, “Well we'll have no problem against
her…”
The large girl sighed, "I didn't want them to get wet." Trézlana huffed. Trézlana let go over her cloak and probably over 100 Pygmy Puffs fell down around her. It was only a short period of time until all of them had organized themselves by color behind Trézlana.
"Now we have Tamila and Fathean the beaters!"
Two tall muscular girls walked in both carrying beaters bats. Their faces were screwed up into what could only be described as a grimace and each had behind them to extremely large retrievers. Everyone split up to go sit at one of the house tables of their choice Trézlana and Keiza went toward Gryffindor. Trézlana sat down next to Fred and Keiza next to George.
"Hello, are you any of you on the Quidditch teams?" Trézlana asked.
"We are the beaters" Fred said proudly.
"Yah being a beater is a very hard maculine job." George Said.
"Really our beater are girls!" Keiza said in a very blonde like way.
"I wouldn't call them girls", Trezlana giggled.
"Now we have from Durmstrang Victor-" Dumbledore was cut off.
"DUMB KRUM," Keiza thundered.
Hermione and Victor exchanged angry glares which made Ron the happiest man alive.
Trézlana didn't pay attention to the other players she was far to focused on Harry.
Keiza got up to walk away but bumped Hermione bag spilling her books everywhere. She grabbed a few and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Keiza what are you holding?" Trézlana demanded. Keiza held up a worn book. Hermione snatched it from her hands.
"Hermione's diary," Keiza giggled.
"OH MY GOD!!" Trézlana gasped. Her face had utter shock written right across
it.
"Don't worry so much…. I only learned one bad thing, everything else was boring" Keiza said.
"Hermione you need to know that when Keiza touches a book she is able to read every word, and whatever was in there she just read it." Trézlana explained.
"Keiza you can't tell anyone about that thing," Hermione squeaked out. Keiza burst out in giggles again and had to lean against George who looked to be the happiest man in the world.
"I won't!" Keiza muttered.
"Now remember people these Quidditch matched won't be easy and always play
your hardest and dig in", Dumbledore sat down after his final words. Keiza turned towards ron and began to talk to him and smirked at Harry and a very I'm-The-One-Talking-To-Her-And-Your-Not way. Trezlana turned to Seamous and talked to him. Seamous looked quite pleased with him self.