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McGonagall walked quickly through the corridors with Harry trailing behind her. 'You wait here.' The woman instructed.
She into a small dark classroom with vines hanging around the room, desks all around, light streaming in from a couple of windows around the room and all sorts of trinkets and candles and bones and all sorts were scattered all around the room.
'It's so dark in there.' Mary said.
'Is he holding a dragon or something?' Peter squinted to get a better look at the animal in the professor's arms.
'Professor Quirrell Excuse me excuse me could I borrow Wood for a moment please?' She asked. Harry poked his head in discreetly behind her and Quirrell looked frightened as always at the front. Everyone in the class had turned their heads towards the head of Gryffindor.
'Y-y-Yes of course.' Quirrell nodded.
A tall boy at the back of the classroom with short hair and black robes with Gryffindor red on them stood up and followed McGonagall out into the hall where Harry was. 'Potter this is Oliver Wood.' McGonagall introduced. The boy smiled thinly at the boy. 'Wood I have found you a seeker.' McGonagall said excitedly while Harry looked slightly confused.
'You were seeker in your first year!' James yelled.
'Oh my god that's amazing!' Young Sirius said excitedly.
'Oh my son has my quidditch genes!' James smiled overjoyed.
'Have you heard Harry Potter's the new Gryffindor seeker? I always knew he'd do well.' Sir Nicholas spoke to the Grey Lady as they floated around the corridors and through walls.
'He only met him the other night through a brief conversation.' Lily chuckled slightly.
'Seeker? But first years never make the house team. You must be the youngest quidditch player in a-' Ron was cut off by Harry as they walked through the busy, bustling corridors of Hogwarts.
'A century according to McGonagall.' Harry told him.
'Youngest quidditch player in a century Yay! There a better title than the boy who lived.' James pointed out.
'Guess so. It's more a title for my achievements than the death of my parents.' Harry shrugged.
'Very blunt Harry. You're hanging around with Nova to much.' Hermione said shaking her head.
'Too much Nova! Who's ever heard of such a thing.' Nova exclaimed.
Fred, George And Nova walked up behind the pair. The twins towered over them and laid their hands on Harry's shoulder. 'Well done Harry, Wood's just told us.' Fred congratulated.
