It was the middle of the summer at the burrow, the mid-day sun shone down into the garden lighting up the 6 people, 4 of who were zooming about this way and that in the air, chasing a red ball.
"Focus on the quaffle" shouted George as he went flying past after another point scored by Bill.
Qudditch. The most talked about sport in the wizarding world. The twins vs Charlie and Bill was on the board today. This summer they had been holding there own championship 2 players on each side, whoever got to 100 points first won after being told they weren't allowed to release a real snitch. They had manged to team up rather well Charlie and Bill, Fred and George, and Ginny and Harry.
Percy had claimed he was too busy with work at ministry to take part in such silly antics, Ron had wanted to referee the matches and Hermione didn't fly but made sure to watch every game and cheer everyone one. So far Ginny and Harry had managed to beat Charlie and Bill, which meant if Fred and George won the match they would be in with a chance of winning the championship.
"another goal to Charlie, they take the lead 40 to 10" Exclaimed Ron from the bench down below as yet another goal flew by Fred into the hoop.
"Fred! Whats with you don't you want to win?" questioned George as he slowed to a stop next to his twin.
"Cause I want to win! Don't worry we'll beat them" replied Fred as he looked over to his brother.
After 5 minutes the twins had managed to pull back, to draw the score at 40/40 this was their chance now to take the lead and prove they were the better flyers. Over the next half an hour full of shouting, cheering and point scoring they were neck and neck 90 points each. This was is the next goal won the match and put the winner against Ginny and Harry for the championship name.
"FRED SCORES! 100 POINTS TO 90" Shouted and very excited Ron from down below, Charlie and bill came to hug each other in the air before descending back to the ground. George was doing a few laps of houner witch consisted of flying round the house a few times, but Fred had stayed still and was watching a certain young witch on the bench. Her face watching him smiling and cheering at his win, no there win he corrected himself and yet he couldn't seem to stop looking at how proud she seemed. Slowly Fred made his way down to the bench with his twin to congratulate Charlie and Bill on their flying skills, and yet Fred was still stealing glances at his younger brothers friend, not that she would be able to notice now that George seemed to have picked her up and was spinning her around with the excitement of winning.
