potter_luver48
making it count
Damn Ginny I didn't see that post.
and i worked pretty hard on my post,so..... my post should be B4 your's and then it will make sense. sorry. lol 🙂
After all of the classes Harry, Hermione and Ron walked down to the Quiditch pitch for practice. When they got there they noticed that the rest of the team were already their doing some warm-ups in the air. Ginny and Hermione were tossing the Quaffle back and forth and Brad was racing up and down the pitch. When he saw Harry had been watching he flew down and tounched the ground. Harry looked at Brad's broom, it looked odly farmilar.
"You have a Firebolt?" Harry asked in a muffled sort of voice.
Harry felt unique about having a Firebolt because he knew nobody else had one and when he saw Brad with it he immediately felt as if he wanted his Nimbus 2000 again.
"No," said Brad sadly. "It's my Father's, He's letting me borrow it for the time being untill i get a new broom."
"What happened to your old one?" Harry found himself asking.
"Well...I grew out of it, it didn't fit my personality." He replied.
Harry felt white hot anger buring inside him, Brad was getting a new broomstick just because he was getting bored of it. Harry loved his broom stick and it was one of his most prized posessions. He wondered how Brad could part with his.
"What broom are you getting to replace it?" Harry asked
"A HotShot 5000" Brad said. "The HotShot 5000 was the best broom stick there was before the firebolt" he nooded towards the broom "my dad didn't think i deserved a FireBolt just yet."
"I have a FireBolt." Harry said " I got it from my godfather in my 3rd. year here."
Harry felt his stomach drop to the ground. He had thought of Sirius and he felt really upset a he did.