Quidditch (1- Meeting the Team)

It was 10:00 AM when they finally got up. Mira still looked a bit drowsy.

"Come on, let's go for breakfast." Mira said. Isabella followed her down to the Great Hall. Adam was already there along with everyone else.

Except for Michelle.

"Where's Michelle?" Isabella asked.

"It's Saturday.... you can't expect her to be up before noon. And don't wake her up. You don't want to suffer the same wrath as the others who dared disturb her sleep...." Mira shivered at the thought of it. She, along with everyone, felt shivers down her spine.

"That bad, huh?" Isabella said... at first she thought they were joking but seeing the looks on their faces just made her question what was it that was so bad.

"Let's not discuss it..." everyone nodded in agreement. Isabella came to the conclusion that perhaps it would be for the best if she never found out what they were all so afraid of.

"So anyways.... Isabella, are you still interested in Quidditch?" Adam asked. "Our seeker left last year. Wanna tryout?"

"Yes! I played for Ombrelune- my Quidditch team at Beauxbatons."

"Beauxbatons has houses too?" Jane suddenly jumped in.

"Yeah. Three. Ombrelune, Bellefeuille, and Papillonlisse. We have house points too. We earn most of them from playing quidditch competitively."

"Wow... I thought Beauxbatons would have a completely different curriculum but it seems to be mostly the same."

"Well we do learn a lot about music, creative arts and writing. We also focus on learning how to assess a situation instead of immediately casting a spell or hex. So it is sort of different from here."

"Do you have a sorting hat too?" Jane questioned. She was very curious about Beauxbatons. She had dreamed of going there.

"No. We have to shoot an arrow, and what ever color sparks the arrow bursts into is your house. Purple for Papillionlisse, Blue for OmbreLune and green for Bellefeuille. The arrow bases your house off of personality and character."

"That's so cool..." jane was about to keep asking questions but Adam stopped her.

"Alright, more questions later! Isabella, you should come meet the team." Adam got up from the table.

Isabella followed him after saying something to Jane because she looked disappointed. "I promise I'll answer all your questions later."

That made Jane feel better.

The rest of the table continued to talk after they left.

"How good are you?" Adam asked.

"Pretty good, I've caught the snitch most of the times and my team is usually the winner." She replied. "Professor Bletchley has my record from playing quidditch at Beauxbatons... if you wanna check."

"Yeah, I was going to head there anyways. "

After a while of walking they came to the Charms classroom. At the end of the classroom, professor Bletchley sat at her desk reading the Daily Prophet. Her eyebrows were stitched together, her lips pressed tight together. Whatever she was reading, must have not been too pleasant.

"Ah, Smith. Isabella, I hope all is well?" She said.

"Yes, ma'am." Isabella said.

"Good.... now Smith. We need to talk about the Ravenclaw quidditch team. Any ideas for recruits?"

"Actually, that's exactly what I came here to talk about. Isabella said she played Quidditch at her former school, I was wondering if she could play seeker?" He said.

"Oh! That's a great idea! I saw her record, she was the best seeker in Beauxbatons!" Professor Bletchley exclaimed. Isabella's head was down, a slight blush. "Take her to meet the team and practices. I'm sure she won't disappoint." The Professor glanced at Isabella and smiled. "I'll see you on the field."

The left the classroom, and she followed Adam to well, where ever he was taking her. At first she didn't know but then she saw they turned at a big hallway. At the end was a door with an eagle on it.

It was the Ravenclaw common room.

"A prisoner is told "If you tell a lie we will hang you; if you tell the truth we will shoot you." What can he say to save himself?" The eagle said, turning to look at Adam and Isabella.

Adam thought for a while, he started pacing.

'Tell a lie... hang you... truth...shoot you...hm' Isabella thought.

"Oh! He must say, 'You will hang me'". She said. Adam looked at her, his eyes wide.

"Good job." He told her. "Now come on!"

They entered the common room. Most Ravenclaws were at desks, studying, reading or writing. Only a few were chatting over by the fireplace.

Adam led her to a table where five people were gathered and they were discussing something.

The one who had been in some of her classes with Ravenclaw, had blond hair and green eyes, he was quite tall and well built too.

"Adam!" He announced to the group.

"Sup man." The high fived, fist bumped, something else and a quick hug which was more of a chest bump. It was their special handshake, Isabella assumed.

"Where's Mira?" He inquired, when he saw Isabella.

"Hangin with the others." Adam replied. "Alright so, Cal" Right! She had forgotten his name was Cal. "I think I've found our seeker." He told Cal, pointing at Isabella who stood behind him.

The rest of the people turned to look at Adam. They must have all been older because Isabella didn't recognize them as third years. A girl, with unruly bright red curly hair and shining big blue eyes stood up. She also wore glasses with a thick black rim. They only made her eyes look bigger.

"We'll have to see. How about tomorrow, Quidditch field, 7 o'clock sharp in the morning. I already booked the field for practice."

"Sounds good." Adam said. Isabella stepped forward. "Her name's Isabella, she the-" she didn't let him finish.

"Transfer from Beauxbatons. Isabella Dumont. Nice to meet y'all." She didn't want to seem shy or timid so she decided it was best to speak up and not let Adam do the introductions for her.

"Name's Darcy. Darcy Barts. I'm a chaser and Captain of this team." She extended her hand. Darcy had a firm hand shake. Darcy was a 6th year. She started to introduce the other team members. Mary Haden, (5th year) a dark skinned girl with dreadlocks. She was a beater. Lucy Wade, (5th year) whose long blond hair was tied back into a beautiful french braid, was a Chaser along with James Casey (who went by Jace, 4th year). He had a messy undercut hairstyle and very interesting grey eyes. Cal Leuze (pronounced "lose") was a beater. Adam stayed to chat with the team, but Isabella left, deciding it'd be a good time to find the others.