It was early in the morning and very few people were in the great hall eating breakfast but the people who were in the great hall were all staring at James Potter, Gryffindor's star player who failed to catch the snitch in their last game against Ravenclaw as his wronski feint went wrong and Ravenclaw beat them 150-10 but now he had to focus on this game not the previous one, surely they could beat had changed tactics so that James now had beater protection as both beaters would help him out whenever he needed it and whenever they walked out of the great hall trying not to focus on his mess up last game or the sea (albeit small) of faces watching exit the hall.

A/N: from now on it will be from James POV.

I had wondered why there was so little people in the great hall, it was because everyone was in the quidditch stadium and this time I tried not to think or listen to the commentary but some of it went through my mind "the chasers..." "here come hufflepuff" but now my mind had gotten all of it out and was solely focused on the game and catching the snitch. Madam hooch was still demanding to referee despite many protests from many hooch let the balls out and then threw up the quaffle and the game started. My attention immediately went to find the snitch as I could not afford another slip up like the last match. Like the last match I saw something golden shimmering by the hufflepuff goals and this time it wasn't a trick of the light but then it was gone and I dived down and I let my mind wander a bit as I listened to snippets of the commentary again "potter's diving down"…"is he doing another wronski feint, we know how well the last one went" the commentator was Scorpius Malfoy a friend of Albus's and I would make sure that Albus would give him a hex or two from me.I was still diving down and with every passing second getting closer to the ground, it was then that the crowd gave a gasp altogether and I pulled up with the snitch in my hand and as I proudly showed it to the crowd it was the Gryffindor's who I could hear the would be a party tonight.I saw a flick of red hair but it wasn't rose or any other Weasley in was my mum! Aside from working for the daily prophet's quidditch section after she retired she was also talent spotting as well as part time coaching at her old club: the Holyhead wouldn't be interested in a player like me anyway as the harpies were an all female team but I didn't care there was currently a party in the Gryffindor common room that I was not a part of.