Hey! It's been awhile. I have been busy. My preformances all went great, the audiences loved it :) So since that's done I will be able to update quicker. But you should know, I was pretty disapointed with the reviews. I think I got a grand total of 1 on the last chapter. I was hoping for more. But anyways...
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Chapter 6
Tomorrow is the day of my first ever quiditch game. I have been practicing for ages, and I am pretty good if I do say so myself. I have cut back on some of my tutoring sessions. So I now have more relaxing time. But I use all that time for practice. Since I am so afraid of crowds, I might as well at least try to play well before I humiliate myself.
Speaking of humiliation, I haven't had to turn James down again. He has completely stopped asking me out. Well…not completely. But he has stopped using pick up lines completely. I guess he really listened when I said I didn't like them.
Anyways, James and I were given the night off from patrol so we are sitting in our common room, chatting about anything that pops into our heads. "Ready for tomorrow Lils?"
"As ready as I'll ever be. Do you think the whole school will be there?"
"No, not the whole school…just most of it."
"Oh, well that makes me feel so much better. I am definitely going to find some way to humiliate myself tomorrow."
"No you won't Lily. Slytherine isn't as good as they want people to think."
"But still, I just have a feeling."
We sat in silence for a few minutes. Until for once, it was I who broke it. "James, can I tell you something?"
"Anything."
"The reason I have stage fright. Well, never mind."
"What is it Lily? I would really like to know."
"Okay, but it's a bit of a long story."
"I have all night."
"Okay, well…here it goes. When I was 7 I was supposed to be in my cities spelling bee. I was the person chosen to represent my entire grade. I did fine for most of it. Got every word right. Until the last one that is. I stood up in front of everyone. There was at least a few hundred people there. They said my word, I didn't know it. And before I knew it I had soiled myself in front of everyone. And to make it worse, I was so embarrassed I tried to run of the stage. But I forgot about the step and I tripped and fell flat on my face."
I felt my face going red, even redder than my hair. I cautiously looked over at James. I could see that he was trying to hold in laughter. "Oh, so that's why."
I sighed. "Go ahead."
He burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. Understandable, it was a pretty funny (and super embarrassing) story. After a few minutes he finally settled down and stopped laughing. "Okay now James, since I told you that I want you to tell me something."
"Okay, like what?"
"I want to know why you have stopped asking me out."
"Oh, yeah…that." He hesitated. "Well you see…Remember the night we had patrol, and we talked about stuff? And you said you didn't actually like pick up lines?"
"Yeah, how could I forget?"
"Before that I thought that all girls liked them. And I realized that if I was wrong about that, I was probably wrong about a lot of other stuff too. Like, I used to think that you actually did like me. I thought you just said no cause you didn't want to lose, not that it was ever a game. Or at least, it wasn't to me. So after that I realized that if you were going to say yes, you already would have. So I stopped."
Wow. "You know James, I used to think you were a total prick. But really, you are a sweet guy."
With that, we said goodnight and went up to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a big day! I hope I don't do anything to stupid.
THE NEXT DAY
Today is the day! I finished changing into my quiditch uniform in the girls room, which was really just a separated space in the griffindor's room. Then I headed out to meet everyone, and hear James's speech. He spoke for awhile, everything he said was encouraging. Maybe we will do well.
We mounted our brooms, and flew out when we were called. James and the Slytherine captain reluctantly shook hands, and the game began. I flew up above the pitch to look for the snitch. I threw in a few trick dives to confuse the other seeker, something that James advised doing. It worked. Now when I really go for it he will think I'm just bluffing.
I continued flying. But I also paid slight attention to what was happening bellow me with the rest of the match. Griffindor was doing well. But Slytherine was close behind. The snitch would be the only thing that could win either of us the game.
Suddenly, I saw a small glimmer of gold near the hoops on the other side of the field. I went for it. The other seeker thought I was bluffing at first. But he caught on all to quickly. I almost had it. If I could just get a slight bit closer…woah! A bludger went wizzing by my head. Much to close for comfort.
The snitch flew slightly above me, just out of my reach. I decided on a risky move, standing on my broom. I reached as high as I could, as quickly as I could and…I had it! I just won for Gryfindor! I was in my moment of glory, Not paying as much attention to things as I should of. Seconds later I felt something impact with my back. A bludger, sent my way by an angry Slytherin beater. I was falling. Falling from my broom to the hard ground. The last thing I head was a voice, screaming my name. Then everything went black
What did you think? Review and let me know! The more reviews, the faster I update. But you should know, there is only going to be another 2 chapters until it is all over. By the way, I would really like some constructive critisism. I have a big test next week on writing, part of it will be a short story and it is worth alot of marks. So I want to know how I can improve.
