Cheers from all around me were heard. Excitement bubbled inside my stomach as I waited for the game to start.

As the game started. A new light illuminated my eyes, interest was peaked for the game. The multiple parts, the fast pace, the risk of injury. I wanted to play, and I was willing to do anything to just play one game. That was all.

The game ended with Harry catching the snitch in his mouth, and the words. 'Harry Potter caught the snitch. Gryffindor wins!'.

Afterward, I ran to the hospital wing, one thing on my mind. Quidditch.
As I stepped foot into the room. Mrs. Pomfrey stood beside him, helping him with his injuries. When she left I made my way towards him, determined to get the answer I wanted.

"Wood. I'd like to join the quidditch team."

He looked at me utterly confused. He raised an eyebrow as his eyes wandered my body.

"No, you wouldn't stand a chance out there, their not the most merciful people ya' know."

"Come on Wood! Please, gryiffindor~? I really want to play."

He shook his head as he turned over to where his back was now facing me. I ran over so that I was in his field of vision.

"Please Wood?"

"No, you're not even in the Gryffindor house. I can't make that kind of decision. That's the Slytherins quidditch team leaders choice not mine."

"But I don't like the Slytherins. Please Wood?!"

He turned over to the other side and I ran back that way.

"Please?"

"No, your to skinny, with the weather we play in and how merciless our opponents are, you would end up in the hospital wing 24/7. I can't do that, also your a first year."

"But Harry's a first year"

"Yes but he's Harry Potter. You'd expect him to be on the Quidditch team in his first year."

He turned back over. I just stood there, looking at his back, trying to figure out a plan.

"What if I were to prove to you that I could be a good contribution to the team?"

He slowly turned just a bit, so that I could see only a little of his left eye.

"Fine. It'll be after I get better. And I'll just be looking at your skills, the Slytherins pick only the best."

A wide smile grew on my face as I slightly bounce. This was going to be fun.

"Okay I'm going to toss you the quaffle, and I want you to throw it into the middle ring. Got it?"

"Got it"

He tossed me the quaffle, I headed for the middle ring, readying my arm to throw it. As I released the ball a wave of excitement washed over me. But that was soon brought down when the quaffle bounced off the rim of the ring, making a low dinging sound.

"Come back."

I heard Wood yell, so I came back. I stepped off my broom resting it on the ground.

"Now because Harry's already our seeker that means that you are going to have to try hard to get it and with your speed on your broom I'd have to say no, but this is the last job, if you can do this you might land a spot on the Slytherins team got it?"

"Got it"

I'll just have to try harder. Wood un-latched one of the bludgers, as it shot up in the air he handed me a beaters bat to hit it with. As it came back down I took a swing...

And completely missed. I heard a long sigh come from Wood as he bent down and attempted to put back the bludger.

"Wood please let me try once more please?"

He sighed once again.

"Fine but only once."

I nodded ready for this one. I took a deep breath as he let the bludger loose. As it came back down I took a swing with all my might and.

Missed, I missed it, my second shot at joining the Quidditch team and I suck! I blew it!

"Shay that's it. I'm sorry."

He struggled to put the bludger back, but once he did I could see the disappointment in his eyes.

"I'm going to get the quaffle. You go back to the Slytherins common room okay?"

I nodded in defeat as I dragged my feet back to my room.

Disappointment, that's all I felt, but I wasn't about to give up, even if that means joining next year.

I'll add a picture later on.