Note: I'm doing different things with this story, like pairing Harry with a character that isn't normally paired up with him. Also, I want to try and be different then my previous works, but keep the magic of Affections for the Boss (which I'm working on), and the Angelina and Pansy stories (which I am working on.) Please bare with me as winter and work has made it hard for me to get these up. Hope you enjoy. Lastly, I came upon this character recently. Don't know much about her. And this is also set in a 'Tom Riddle/Voldemort does not exist' timeline.
Harry Potter was sweating. Quidditch tryouts got harder and harder every single year and it would tire him out. For the past few years, he had been apart of the England Quidditch Team and he was loving and hating it. Loving it because he got to play the game he loves. Hates it because of the tiresome practices and the Team Captain, a strict man named Jeremy Rogers. His bald head, his thick mustache, and his overall mean look made Harry quiver in fear every time he set foot on the field.
In the locker room, Harry was putting his gear away when his locker shut. Rogers was standing there as he fellow male teammates looked. Harry hated smelling Rogers' scent after tryouts and it nearly made him vomit.
"Listen Potter, I don't give a Centaur's arse if you like me or not. I know for a fact that everyone here hates me, but good news! I am retiring tomorrow, mainly because of my doctor saying I need to ease my body or die of a heart attack or some stupid shit. Anyway, you ladies won't be seeing me for a LONG time."
"Who will be replacing you, sir?" asked Harry.
"You'll find out next week when the results are in. I got a spoiler for you, Potter: you made Seeker. Mainly because the other tryouts were complete wimps and couldn't tell the difference between a Snitch and my balls! So, you lucked out again!"
"Luck has nothing to do with it sir. I'm just the best Seeker to come out of Hogwarts."
"Says the man who's ex-girlfriend left him for his... acquaintance."
"Don't speak of that... whore to me." said Harry, who looked furious.
"Cho Bang was it? Blow Chang?"
"Cho Chang, sir." said a teammate.
"Ah! Thank you! Cho Chang left you for that Malfoy kid. Pity really." he said circling Harry. "How long did you two date for?"
"Four years." he said quietly.
"FOUR YEARS!" shouted Rogers. "And she was cheating on you for two of those years, yes?" Harry reluctantly nodded. "So now, Mr. Potter here is a emotionally unstable Quidditch Player and I know soon, he will quit."
"No I won't."
"Sorry?"
"I won't quit! England hasn't won the Cup since 1894 and I will be the one to break that streak!"
"I doubt that. You have a better chance of screwing a Blast Ended Skrewt!"
Harry slammed the locker and exited the locker room, furious with his Captain. As he made his way out, he bumped into a girl who too was exiting a locker room. Harry quickly apologized, but was cut short when he saw the girl.
"Demelza? Demelza Robins?"
"I-I'm sorry I bumped into you." she thought about it. "H-Harry?"
"Y-Yeah. Oh my Merlin! W-What are you doing here?!"
"I was trying out for England. You still Seeker for the fourth year?"
"Yeah, I am. You?"
"I won't know until next week."
"Well, I hope you get on the team. I'd be great to have a pal on the team."
"Thanks Harry. Say, you wanna get some Fire Whiskey with me? Catch up?"
"Sure,"
After leaving the stadium, Harry took Demelza's hand and they both Apparated to Hogsmede, where they went into the Hogs Head to avoid commotion. He didn't want any noise as he got to catch up with his old friend. After ordering their drinks, they sat at a round table, but sat very close to each other.
"So, I heard about you and Cho. I'm so sorry Harry." Demelza said right off.
"It's fine. I'm over it. Have been for a few months."
"I know how you feel Harry."
"How?"
"I... was with Ernie from Hufflepuff for a year."
"What happened?"
"His dumb parents didn't trust me. Thought I was screwing other guys."
"And you weren't?"
"Right," she smiled. "So, I dumped him mainly cause of his parents. That was a few years ago."
"Seeing anyone new?"
"Nope. You?"
"No," a tear came down his cheek.
"Oh, don't cry Harry." she said as she grabbed a cloth and wiped the tear from his cheek. "The way I look at it, it's for the best. For both of us. We went through horrible breakups, but now we are stronger."
"You think?"
"The world is our oyster. My, what a silly Muggle phrase." she giggled.
"I guess." he said as his eyes drifted to her chest.
"So, what made you wanna be on the England team, harry?"
"I guess I was just wanting a challenge. I was the Seeker for Gryffindor, if you remember."
"Yes, I remember."
"Well, after school, I tried out 2 times before I was on the team. Sucks though."
"Why?"
"Our coach, Jeremy Rogers."
"But I though he was retiring?"
"He is, but I think our new coach will be worse."
"But you don't even know who the new coach will be!"
"True, but I can already tell I'm not gonna like him."
"Or her."
"Yeah," he laughed.
"Oh, there's a laugh! I knew you could do it." she laughed.
After an hour of talking, both were pretty drunk, but Demelza was more sure of her surroundings unlike Harry. In between the burps from both, Demelza and Harry were blushing through the Fire Whiskey. She got close to him and he stared at her blue eyes.
"W-What?" he asked.
"You have the most beautiful green eyes Harry."
"Thanks. They were from my mother."
"And you hair?"
"My dad. God I miss them."
"Oh?
Before he could say anything else, Demelza leaned forward fast and began to make out with him furiously, letting him taste her lemon lips. She let go and escorted him upstairs, eager to have her way with him for the night.
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