Love at First Flight?
A/N: Hey guys, this is my fist fanfic, so reviews would be apperciated good or bad! Enjoy the story! xD
"Breathe. Just breathe. You can do this." Ginny whispered to herself. She was getting herself ready for the match against the Holyhead Harpies; the one before her big trials. It was 9:00 AM. It was July 26th 2000. It was time to go.
Ginny left her apartment in a nervous-but-excited mood. As she walked towards her car, she looked at the sky. Slightly overcast with no sign of rain. Perfect Quidditch weather.
"Come on guys, I know we can do this. Last time we played these losers, we won 200-50. A repeat performance is all I'm asking for. LETS DO THIS!" said the captain of the Chudley Cannons, Oliver Wood.
Ginny grabbed her beloved Firebolt, and exited the changing rooms. Walking through the tunnel, she heard the cheers getting louder. Eventually, just before the sound almost became too much, they reached the end of the tunnel. As she looked around, Ginny was unable to spot anybody she knew in the crowd, which was unsurprising, as there had to be at least 15,000 people seated in the stands above her. Ginny was starting to get unbearably nervous. In a matter of minutes she would be up in the air, attempting to score against her brother Ron.
Ron had been jealous of Ginny ever since she became one of the Chasers for the Chudley Cannons, who happened to be Ron's favourite Quidditch team. Ron attended trial after trial, but failing to get onto any team. Finally, Ron became Keeper for the Holyhead Harpies; Ginny's rival team. This was Ron's first match as the Harpies Keeper, but was confident nonetheless. Ginny however, felt the total opposite.
As soon as the whistle sounded, Ginny was up in the air, ready to catch the Quaffle. Suddenly, all the tension Ginny felt in her body was seeping away, and a new feeling replaced it. A feeling of weightlessness. Ginny soared towards Wood, caught the Quaffle, and was pelting towards Ron, ready to score.
This was the first time Ginny had seen Ron for three weeks, due to them both having brutal training schedules for the upcoming match. He looked like he'd had no sleep for days; however he looked poised and ready to defend his hoops.
Ginny only soared faster towards him, and easily slipped the quaffle through the ring. 10-0 to the Cannons. For the fist time since she stepped onto the pitch, Ginny started to feel confident. She just hoped it remained throughout the entire match.
"OI GINNY! BLUDGER!" shouted the beater, Thomas Alan. Ginny looked round in time to see a Bludger hurtling towards her at top speed. "Shit." she mumbled under her breath, as she dived in order to avoid being smacked in the face by a Bludger.
Luckily, as she dived, Wood dropped the Quaffle right into her hands. She grinned as once again pelted towards Ron.
"Ginny is our Queen!
Ginny is our Queen!
We all love her very much,
'Cuz SHE IS ON OUR TEAM!" Could be heard all around the Cannon's changing room.
"I can't believe we won 300-50! Ginny, I love you!" slurred Wood, as he took another sip from a giant Firewhiskey bottle.
"Love you too Woodikins! Cheers!" Ginny giggled back at him. Ginny looked at the clock, but had to double take as she saw how late it was.
'I have to be up and raring to go at 7 in the morning! God damn you Oliver for making me stay to celebrate!' Ginny thought as she quickly gathered her things together.
"Hey guys I'm leaving now, I'll let you know how tomorrow goes!" Ginny called as she left the changing room.
"Bye Ginny and good luck with the trials! You'll do fine! Just imagine, one of my team, playing Quidditch for England! That would be crazy!" Wood slurred back as he returned to chatter with the rest of the team.
Ginny grinned as she left, knowing that this time tomorrow, she could be the official Chaser for the England Quidditch team.
A/N: So what did you think? I'd love to know! :-)