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"Oh for crying out loud," James yelled, blowing his whistle, yet again, "DO NOT COME TO THE FUCKING TRYOUTS, IF YOU CAN'T PLAY QUIDDITCH!"

Several girls ran away giggling, watching James get all hot and bothered.

"Calm down mate!" Sirius sighed, as a group of pathetic beaters fell to the ground.

"ARGH. I need a keeper and beater!"

"There's still people," Sirius soothed, "Look its Jack Wood, George's brother. He's bound to be excellent,"

George Wood was the Gryffindor keeper last year, but he'd graduated and gone on to play quidditch professionally. Which was causing James a great deal of stress.

"Show me what you got, Wood," James sighed, as Mark Bracken and Jacob Isaacs, the other chasers, got on their brooms once more.

As Bracken and Isaacs threw the quaffle at him expertly, Wood caught every single one, with expert hands.

The chasers landed on the ground looking thoroughly impressed.

"I think you've found your keeper, James," they grinned, heading back to the changing rooms.

"Told you so," Sirius teased.

"We still need a beater," James said looking at his clipboard and scanning the list of names.

"Why not ... Johns? He was good,"

"Ok, let's give him another try," he grimaced, waving the fourth-year over.

Ben Johns ran towards them happily, grabbing his bat and his broom.

"Ok, Sirius you fly too, you two can practice with the bludger,"

"Alright Prongs," Sirius said, his bat at the ready.

James sat on the grass, exhaustedly, and watched the two boys fly around, hitting the bludger back-and-forth.

"He's excellent," Sirius smiled, landing beside James, and patting him on the back encouragingly.

"Alright, Johns, you're on the team, grab a uniform, we have a practice tomorrow morning at six," James said, and Ben's smile faded slightly. How fun.

"I'm so hot!" James moaned, pulling at his quidditch robes.

"Not as hot as me!" Sirius teased, as they walked into the changing rooms.

"Actually, I think I'm the hottest," Izzie laughed, coming up behind them.

"Oh no, two arrogant Potters, to compete with!" Sirius gasped, "How will I manage!"

"I am not a Potter," Izzie corrected, "I'm a Taylor. With a Potter for a mother,"

"Aunty Gabby," James said fondly.

"Oh yeah, she's hot!" Sirius laughed. He knew almost all of James' family, having spent most of his summers with them.

"Oi!" Izzie and James scolded, whacking him with their rolled-up towels.

"Sorry, sorry," he said, holding his hands up, "But Iz, you look so much like your mum!"

"Oh I guess that's a compliment then," she rolled her eyes.

*

With the upcoming quidditch match, the team were practicing every night through September, as James insisted on working his team into the ground.

They all groaned every time James pinned up a notice about the practices.

"Seriously James, do we have to work this hard?" Izzie moaned, splattered with mud and soaking wet.

"Yes," James snapped, "Diggory's got himself a good line-up this year, and we need to beat them, for the sake of the championship."

"Screw this," she muttered, storming out wearily.

"Prongs mate, give it a rest!" Sirius said in the changing rooms after the other players had left.

"I will not! We need to win!" James said gripping his hair frantically, "It's quidditch. It's important, right!"

"Yeah I guess..."

Sirius walked back into the school, leaving James to tidy the equipment away.

*

Lily grabbed her Gryffindor scarf, hat and flag, and added the finishing touches to her outfit.

Kathy came out of the bathroom, looking pretty as ever, rolling her eyes at Lily.

"Come on Lils, we have to go!"

"Gimme a sec," Lily sighed

"Trying to impress James?" Kathy said, cocking an eyebrow.

Lily spluttered hysterically, "No way! I just wanna support Gryffindor! Duh,"

"Do you like quidditch, Lils?"

"Yeah, it's fun to watch. Terrifying to play though," she shuddered

"I know!" Kathy agreed, "I don't know how Izzie manages it!"

Lilyy laughed, and they made their way down to the quidditch pitch together.

"I heard Remus does the commentary," Kathy said, and Lily nodded.

"Yeah, he's always done it. He loves watching quidditch, but for some reason he never wanted to try out for the team,"

"Oh that's strange. But at least he's involved,"

"Yeah, but poor Peter ends up sitting by himself,"

They laughed at Peter, looking quite terrified at the amount of students around him.

"AND HERE COMES THE GRYFFINDOR TEAM!" yelled Remus, "TAYLOR, WOOD, BLACK, ISAACS, BRACKEN, JOHNS AND OUR CAPTAIN POTTER!

"THEY'RE OFF!" Remus shouted into the microphone, "JAMES POTTER OF GRYFFINDOR'S GOT THE QUAFFLE! HE PASSES IT TO BRACKEN. BACK TO POTTER. AND YES HE'S DONE IT! POTTER'S SCORED! NICE ONE JAMES!"

James flew a victory lap of the field, grinning broadly.

As the game went on, James and the others scored goals after goals, until the Ravenclaw keeper was looking absolutely suicidal, and Remus was quickly running out of creative ways of telling the crowd that James had scored.

"HE'S DONE IT AGAIN LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, POTTER HAS SCORED. THAT BRINGS US UP TO 240 FOR GRYFFINDOR AND A MERE 10 FOR RAVENCLAW. TOO BAD RAVENCLAW!"

"Hey look at Izzie," Lily exclaimed, as did many other students in the crowd.

"She's seen the snitch!" Kathy cried

"GRYFFINDOR SEEKER, ISABELLA TAYLOR'S DIVING FOR THE SNITCH. HAS SHE SEEN IT? DIGGORY'S CLOSE ON HER TAIL! COME ON TAYLOR, DONT LET HIM CATCH UP WITH YOU!"

Izzie's fist lurched out into the air, her fingers grasping until –

"YES! SHE'S DONE IT! TAYLOR'S CAUGHT THE SNITCH! IT'S 390-10 TO GRYFFINDOR!"

*

"WE DID IT!" screamed Sirius, landing on the ground, "WE FUCKING DID IT! WE BEAT THOSE RAVENCLAW IDIOTS! 390-10, THAT'S GOT TO BE A RECORD!"

James grinned widely, happier than he'd been in weeks. He sent sparkling fireworks out of his wand, which showered over the ecstatic red and yellow students.

"IN YOUR FUCKING FACE DIGGORY!" he screamed, watching Amos walk away dejectedly, throwing his broomstick on the ground in his rage.

"Sirius!" Danielle cried angrily, marching up to him in her blue Ravenclaw scarf, "How could you be so mean about my house!"

Sirius grinned shamelessly, "Because they play like sissies!"

"How dare you!" she shrieked, bitterly angry at her team's epic failure.

Sirius just laughed and turned away from her, flirting with a fifth-year girl.


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