Chapter Fifteen: Training Day  Vote 0 Votes  Chapter Fifteen:
Training Day   "Potter, you're late!" Daphne Greengrass
declared. She was turned out exactly as a Head Girl ought to be
- perfectly fitted new black robes, a gleaming badge, even the
official pointed hat that all students realized were a farce
after their first week in the castle.   "Er, sorry I lost track
of time. I was -"   "- out on the pitch making a fool of
yourself. At least you managed a shower."   Harry ran a hand
through his still damp hair, and glanced down at his rumpled
denims. "Didn't realize today was so formal."   Daphne rolled
her eyes. "You might not concern yourself with first
impressions, but others don't have that luxury."   Harry
shrugged. "So, where's McGonagall?"   "The Headmistress?" Daphne
corrected him. "I assumed she was going to meet us here, but
it's already twenty after."   "She's probably in her office,"
Harry suggested as he led the way up the grand staircase. Daphne
hurried past Harry and hung a right on the second