Chapter 5 I lay back panting, flat on my back… fifteen laps… ugh I'm dead… I'm slowly dying… I hate Albus Severus Potter… I think he's the devil… Everyone is up there doing PASSING DRILLS!!! "Scarlet! Whatcha doing? Watching clouds?" I hear James shout at me. Yes Potter, that's exactly what I'm doing watching bloody clouds! "No," I pant. "Then what are you doing?" He hovers above me, grinning stupidly. "Dying…" I moan. I manage to sit up with a bit of struggling and a lot of pain. "Can I help with that?" James smirks, and I snarl in response. This prat is really getting on my nerves… watch out Potter the red hair is coming on! "Weasley!" Al shouts at me, once again blowing that stupid whistle "on your toes, I need to see those Wronski Feints." "Whyyyyyyy," I whine at him. My legs are numb. They feel like Jell-O. "Because I need my team in tiptop shape to beat Slytherin on Saturday and I'm sure you would looooove to beat Malfoy," he's on the ground in front if me offering me his hand. I instantly perk up at the words "beat Malfoy." I jump ignoring my Jell-Oish legs and take off into the air. You might be wondering, why is this crazy chick on this insane Quidditch team if she hates practicing? Well I have a simple answer. Flying! That is the reason I put up with Captain Al and his obsessiveness to win. The wind in my face and hair, the rush you get from diving to the ground at a million miles an hour… well not exactly a million miles an hour, but you get the point. After practice was finished I could hardly move. I think Al has some serious issues about Slytherin. He needs a therapist (sigh). Come to think of it Al had a lot of issues… I think Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny might have dropped him a lot as a baby… on his head… teehee. I can hardly make it to the locker rooms; it's not fair Al didn't half kill everyone else on the team. The cold water from the showers cools my burning muscles. I quickly tow off and slip into my knickers, Roxanne has just stepped from a steaming stall when the door thuds open. "Hey girls, just so you kn-" we screech and I pull my towel off my head to cover my body. Shock registers on James's face for a second before he sheilds his eyes, backing out yelling, "Meeting. Common room. Eight." I bury my head in my red and gold striped towel to hide my embarrassment and shock. "Oh my Merlin, that did not just happen." "James will never hear the end of this," Roxy exclaims her face just as red as my own.
Chapter 6 "So the peeping tom arrives!" Teases Roxy as James sneaks into the common room suspiciously licking his fingers (no not like that you pervert!) he had probably just came from the kitchens, Roxy looks fairly pleased with herself as a rosy blush creeps onto James's face. "Hey, it was an accident," he says sheepsihly, "I didn't see… much." Much?.… Much? Ewwwww, my very own boy cousin didn't see MUCH of my very exposed body. Cue my shivers of fright and disgust. "MUCH!" I screech at James. The rest of the team and other Weasley-Potter family members think this is hilarious and start laughing like a pack of rabid hyenas! "Pigs," Sneers Dominque. "Moving on!" I annouce to our group, not wanting to continue discussing what parts of my body my cousin did or didn't see. "Don't we have a meeting or something?" I suspiciously eye Al who was fiddling with a feather quill. He looks up amused, a faint smirk on his face. "What's going on Al?" Lorcan asks. "I have a plan!" Declares Al, smiling brightly. Confusion grows on our faces and a long silence follows Al's declaration. "And…" urges Trevor. "Okay, so do you guys know what time the Slytherin team practices?" Al asks us his face eager. "Why would we know that?" James spat distastefully. "It's all part of my either: plan," Al said, standing up and throwing his hands in the air like some kind of loony. "Ummmm…" I but in. "Just because we're related to you doesn't mean we're telepathic freaks, Al. You need to actually tell us your plan." "Ok, ok I'll tell you my entire evil plan." "His plan is evil," James whispers in my ear as we settle down. "Now this I'd like to see." I giggle under my breath because Al is having a decent evil plan… not likely. He's the son of a man who saved the entire Wizarding World… yea frickin right! "Ok, so as you guys know… or rather don't, the Slytherin practice is on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays from three to five pm so… yes! James I'm getting to my bloody evil plan! Anyway, that isn't during our practices right?" Silence (Well duh Al!) "Okay so my plan is two people from this team sneak into the Slytherin practices, under cover of course. You see I have been brewing a Polyjuice potion for a while now, it's almost ready I just need a hair. And the other person would take the Invisiblity Cloak. Also after practices they will sneak Wildfire Whiz-Bangs into the stands, that are to be set off as a distraction at the perfect moment during the game!" Silence enclosed the room as this sunk in. "Al!" James jumps up, half knocking his brother to the ground. "You're an evil genius!" "Yeah, but who is going to go?" pipes up Lysander for the first time. "They'll catch us!" "I wanna go!" "This goes against the rules, you know!" "I agree with Molly on the rule breaking." "I have to pee!" "Wow Roxy whoopdie-fricken-do!" "When are we going to do this exactly?" "I'm sorry, I can't really control my bladder can I?" "This is a stupid plan!" "No it's not!" "I'm confused!" "How are we going to 'sneak' into a Slytherin practice?" "Your not supposed to control it, just go more often… sheesh Rox." "Lorcan! A Nargle… it's on your head!" "Ahhhhhhh get it off! It's going to steal my shoes! Ahhhhhh Lysander!" "Albus Severus Potter!" "Stand still Lorcan, I need to find my special Nargle catching net Mum gave me for my birthday! Lorcan get back here!" "ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER!" "Dominque Marie Weasley! Holy Snitch that bloody hurt, you're a nutter you know that!" "Oi, everyone shut up!" Al yells at the lot of us. He elevates himself up on a chair. "This is how we're going to do this, I have everyone's name in this goblet," He pulls an old looking crystal goblet… I guess that's what you'd call it. Out of his robes, inside there are bits of parchment paper each with a name scribbled in ink. He set the glass down on a wooden side table and holds up his wand. Pointing he commands, "Accio, random paper slip." One of the charred bits levitates itself out of the cup and into Al's awaiting hand. He smooths out the bit as we wait in anticipation, a smile breaks out on his face, and he declares "Oh, me! Yay!" I look around to see relieved and jealous faces alike. Then I remember two team members have to do this. I pray to Merlin, asking not to be chosen to creep into my enemies' lair. Well I think the idea is grand and all. But I don't want the pleasure to be mine.
The Goblets Of Godric It was in the era of Harrry Potter when Severus Snape found the Goblets Of Godric. He had stumbled across them in the room of things, located in the Room Of Requirement. There were two of them, they were very much the same but also impossibly different… I guess you could say they were twins. Soon after he discovered their powers, they were similar to the Goblet Of Fire in a way, but their powers were greater. They were a decision makers, forcing their victims to do their masters will. What about the Unforgiveable Curses? You ask. The goblets powers were created using old magic by Godric Gryffindor himself. They were not orginally intended to be used for evil… well that's how everything evil starts. Godric created them to make sure the four founders would not go back on their promises… ever go back. With the curses you are able to reverse them with only a flick of a wand, once your name is placed in a goblet there is no turning back. If your name is picked you do the masters will, or die. The first goblet Godric created was meant to physically force their victim to do it's masters will. The second was used to mentally control the victim. To target their weaknesses, and used it against them until you agree to do the deed. Only Godric could tell the goblets apart, before Godric died he placed the goblets in a place he hoped would never be found. Wrapped in silk they sat, waiting, waiting, till one day that silk was unwrapped, and a mans life changed forever. Severus used the Goblets on student and collogues alike. Forcing himself into power, places where he never belonged. Soon he fell into the hands of evil men. They twisted his mind, only his heart stayed pure. After the last day of Albus Dumbledores life, the giblets were once again wrapped in silk and left to wait. After the Battle Of Hogwarts the Goblets were found once more, but claimed by a man whose being could not change sides. For that was the reason he lived. That man… was the boy who lived.