The Game of Quidditch
Honestly, if anyone knew anything about me, they would know that the words "Lily Evans" and "Quidditch" do not mix. I'm ready to change that. And I have a few reasons why:
Reason number 1: James Potter likes Quidditch.
Reason number 2: I'm madly in love with James Potter
Reason number 3: I think he's madly in love with me.
Reason number 4: I want to find out if he is or not.
Reason number 5: Tryouts are next Friday.
Reason number 6: My friends have been trying to get me to play Quidditch since Third Year.
Reason number 7: I can use that as an excuse because I don't want to tell my friends about my madly-in-love ness.
Reason number 8: James Potter is Captain.
That concludes my lovely eight reasons why I want to play Quidditch. Now, all I have to do is learn how to fly a broom.
What position I want to play: DEFINITELY Beater.
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My friend, Ella, an amazing Quidditch player, has agreed to help me learn how to fly. Unfortunately, she came down with a cold. She's the only girl I know of that's good at Quidditch. My next option: ask the captain.
How should I go about doing this? Just casually…ask during breakfast…or wait for the moment? I shall ponder this situation while wasting another day that I could be learning the sport.
I have come to a solution. I shall knock at James Potter's door and ask him, straight out.
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I knocked at James Potter's door, waiting for him to answer.
"Come in!" he said lazily. Why am I madly in love with him again? Oh, well…moving on.
"Oh, it's you, Lily." He said, as I walked into the room.
"Yeah. It is. Listen, I was wondering…if you could…assist me in learning how to fly a broom?"
James grinned. "Now why would you want to do that?"
I panicked. I decided to lie. "Well, my friend, Ella, wanted to try out…she thinks she'll be the only girl trying out, so she wanted me to try out with her…and I bloody can't well do that if I can't fly I broom!"
James' grin disappeared from his face. "You want to master flying by next Friday?"
"Yes." I said pointedly. "If you can't teach me, I'll just go ask Sirius."
I could see a fleeting look of jealousy on his face. That made me happy. "No, no…that's not the problem. It's just…I don't have much time…unless we get up very early in the morning."
I liked how he said "we". I smiled. "OK. That sounds good."
His grin was back, and, feeling dignified, I flounced out of the room.
This is a twoshot. In the next chapter, I'll explain all about how Lily is about flying…and how James is about teaching her…and whether James shares her "madly-in-love" feelings or not. If I like it enough, I might make it a threeshot. MIGHT!Review, please!