Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I have never owned Harry Potter, and I probably will never own Harry Potter. (Or Bring It On, the movie) Do I make myself clear?
Eagle Formation
Opens with Slytherin Quidditch team standing on field.
Flint:
Pacing back and forth;
You guys are all great fliers, great Quidditch players, and great athletes, thanks to me of course.
Pucey and Harper glance at each other;
I know your new captain will keep the tradition of hard work and over-all excellence alive. He will guide you through the thrashing and demolition of the other House teams, bringing you to your record 7th Quidditch House Cup Championship in a row. Let's meet your new leader!
Looks down at clipboard in hand;
Draco Malfoy!
Draco jumps up, Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. He pumps a fist into air in celebration.
Pucey:
To Harper;
That jackass.
Draco:
To everyone;
Okay, listen up. I'd like to try an Eagle Formation.
Montague:
Excellent!
Harper:
Faking niceness;
You got it man!
Crabbe:
Looking confused;
What's an Eagle Formation?
Pucey:
He's crazy, he'll kill us all.
Harper:
To Crabbe;
Only the hardest Quidditch formation known to mankind.
Pucey:
Whines;
Hello, not everyone spent the entire summer working out, Draco.
Nods to Bletchley;
Right Bletchley?
Bletchley sticks out tongue;
Montague:
Pumped;
Do the words House and Championship mean nothing to you people?
Draco Malfoy:
Pats Montague on the back;
That's the spirit.
Yells;
NOW GET MOVING YOU BUNCH OF SISSIES!
Harper:
To Pucey, while both are pushing off;
I'm glad he didn't let his sudden power go straight to his head.
Pucey chuckles;
Draco Malfoy:
Shouting to be heard;
ON THREE, PEOPLE!
ONE…TWO…THREE!
The chasers head off toward the far goalposts weaving in and out of each other. Crabbe is slightly above and behind them. Goyle is traveling in the opposite direction.
Draco Malfoy:
WRONG WAY GOYLE! Let's try it again people!
ONE…TWO…THREE!
This time Goyle follows the chasers. But, Crabbe gets a little too close to Pucey and hits the back of Pucey's broom with the front of his own. Pucey looses control of his broom and barely manages to avoid crashing.
Draco Malfoy:
NOT SO CLOSE CRABBE!
Wonders aloud;
Why am I stuck with such a team of Dunderheads?
Shouts;
AGAIN, THIS TIME, NO MISTAKES!
ONE…TWO…THREE!
Finally the team managed to move down the pitch in a proper set up of the Eagle Formation.
Draco Malfoy:
Following the team from a safe distance, calls to Bletchley who is defending goal posts Slytherin team is currently flying toward;
Bletchley are you ready? Make sure to duck!
Bletchley:
Gulps;
Of course captain.
Crabbe and Goyle move out from behind the chasers and take to the front of the pack. They simultaneously raise their bats and hit two large, angry bludgers toward Bletchley, who of course, forgets to duck and takes both bludgers to the stomach.
When he regains consciousness the team is standing around him looking worried.
Draco Malfoy:
To Bletchley, as blood pours out of his mouth (Bletchley's not Draco's);
Bletchley, are you okay?
Bletchley:
As medi-wizards are loading him to be transported to St. Mungo's;
Don't you worry about me, it's just a scratch. I'm going to be fine; I don't want anyone to worry. I will be back at practice on Tuesday!
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