Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

"Hermione, could you maybe do something so we could see how hard it hit?"
"I think I can manage." She answered smiling, happy that she could do something besides take notes.
"Okay, the rest of you are here for beater try outs, I'm assuming." Harry said looking around, "Each of
you will get three chances to hit the target, which will record data and send it to us. As always, the two
that perform the best get the positions. Good Luck"
After the fake player had been conjured and Hermione had all of the sensors set up, they began again.
There weren't nearly as many people trying out for beater, only seven. The first one up took the bat and
looked pretty scared as he took off. Ron reached down, then looked to see that everyone was ready, and
released the bludger. It took off toward the kid and he swung the bay, and missed. They heard a very
loud curse as the boy regained his balance. Harry leaned over toward Hermione, and had her write that
down. The second swing made contact with the bludger, but his form was awful, and the dummy barley
registered any damage. His third try mimicked the second.
The second boy to try out was much better. He made contact all three times, but like the first, his form
was awful, but the dummy did register some damage.
The third person flew up, her name was Danny and she was a sixth year who seemed to be built like a
train, she was all muscle. She swung the bat, with very good form, and made contact, there was a loud
crack and the dummy did a barrel role. The two successive shots were just a beautiful, and just as
damaging.
Harry, Ron and Ginny looked at Hermione for a report on the damage.
"Internal bleeding all three times, and the first shot broke 6 ribs and fractured an arm," she said,
looking worried. The other three smiled.
The next two were good and would have made good beaters, if it weren't for there apparent inability to
aim. The sixth person climbed on her broom, Lauren was a 4th year and she was built more like a
dancer than a beater. Harry was skeptical that she would do well. She swung the bad and made contact,
with great form, she hit the dummy, hard. The second shot was not nearly as severe as the first, but it
still would have hurt. The third shot was great, nearly knocking the dummy from the broom. Her form
was a bit unorthodox, but it got the job done. Harry, Ron and Ginny looked at Hermione for a damage
report.
"No internal bleeding this time, but there would be severe bruising and at least one or two fractures."
She looked at them to see that they all were, again, smiling at the news of the pain the person would be
in, "awful sport," she said through a sigh. She received a sharp glare from Ginny and smiled in return.
The seventh person was also good, but they only hit two of the three bludgers. The damage was nothing
more than mild dizziness. However, there was potential if the person practiced. But it didn't matter,
Harry had already made up his mind on Danny and Lauren, and best of all, they were sisters.
Harry pulled Frank, Johnny, Danny and Lauren aside and told them the good news, saying that the first
practice would be that afternoon after lunch. All four thanked Harry and told him that they couldn't
wait to start.
Harry couldn't help but smile when Ginny walked up to him, "Well Gin, I think we actually have a
chance this year."
"I'd say so," said Ginny as she took Harry's hand.
"A chance, I think we have more than a chance," said Ron as he walked up with Hermione attached to
his waist, "I think we'll kick Slytherin's ass this year."