A/N: it's been rampaging around my head. I had to. I'm sure it probably sucks. And it is a One shot.
It was the last game of the Quidditch season. The Whimbourne Wasps versus Puddlemere United. Katie Bell groggily wandered into the changing rooms. She pulled the captain aside as soon as she had her robes on.
"Erm…Captain? Do you think you could have a word with the other teams' beaters? I can't really afford to be hit with any bludgers right now."
"Why?" her captain, Gerard, asked. Katie looked ashamed of herself.
"Because I'm pregnant." Gerard's eyes went wide. He glanced down at her stomach.
"And you found this out when?" Katie looked guilty.
"This morning." Gerard looked pained.
"Yeah. I suppose I could tell them to lay off. But they're going to ask why they should care about a kid that won't cause them any stress." He started to walk out of the tent, but Katie stopped him.
"Tell them… tell them," she whispered the next part in his ear. His jaw dropped.
"Are you for real?" he asked. She nodded, looking guilty again. Gerard shook his head in disbelief and left the tent.
When he wandered into Puddlemere's changing room, they all stopped and looked at him.
"Oy! Davies!" he said. Roger Davies walked over.
"What do you want?" he sneered. While the two were great friends outside of the pitch, they were still mortal enemies within.
"Your beaters need to lay off one of my chasers this game." Roger looked at him like he was insane.
"Why?"
"She's pregnant." Roger raised his eyebrow.
"Why should we care about a kid your chaser is carrying? It's not our fault she got knocked up." Gerard smirked.
"Wouldn't be too sure about that."
"Oh? But seriously, why should we?"
Gerard looked at Oliver Wood, who had just emerged from the shower.
"She's the blonde," Gerard said, enjoying the pink colour on Oliver's cheeks.
"What're you guys talking about?" he asked, walking over, towel to his head. Gerard and Roger appeared to ignore him.
"That's great. Why do we care if she's pregnant?" Gerard looked concernedly at Oliver, who looked confused.
"Because if she miscarriages, your Keeper will beat the shit out of you all." With that, Gerard walked back out of the tent, leaving Oliver to choke, and Roger to fume.
Roger rounded on Oliver while the rest of the team looked on.
"So," he began in a deadly voice, "you've been sleeping with their chaser." Oliver shrunk.
"Oh lay off, Roger!" one of the beaters yelled.
"I- I didn't know she was pregnant!" Oliver insisted. One of the girls on the team patted Oliver on the back.
"Congrats!" she said. Oliver turned pale.
"Will you beat the shit out of us?" Roger asked. Oliver seemed to come out of a deep ravine to answer.
"Hell yes I will."
OOooOOooOOooOO
"And in a surprising move after winning, Whimbourne Wasps Chaser, Katie Bell, is now making out in mid-air with Puddlemere's Keeper, Oliver Wood," one commentator said.
"These two were voted to the highest places in 'Most Eligible Quidditch Players Under Thirty' in last weeks 'Wizard' magazine. I guess they're not so eligible are they, Craig?"
"Whether this is a recent development or not remains to be seen, and we suggest you all check the tabloids for further news in the coming weeks. This has been Craig and Lee reporting for Quidditch One."