DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.
Next Morning
As I woke up, got ready, and went down for breakfast I was met by Leblanc.
"Hey, did you hear about what happened to Potter" he asked.
"No, care to tell me?"
"Apparently after the Goblet chose the three champions, Potter's name was spat out soon after, thus having him compete" he responded.
"Really, he can't catch a break can he?"
"So, you're with us" he asked
"What do you mean?"
"There are some people that believe he cheated his way in, Slytherin, because they just hate him. Hufflepuff, because they think he's stealing the spotlight from the Hogwarts champion, Cedric Diggory. Ravenclaw is just jumping the bandwagon but I don't know why Gryffindor is shunning him."
At the mention of our house shunning our golden boy made me stop.
"Hold up, so you're saying that Gryffindor, the house of loyalty and the brave, is shunning the Golden boy Harry?"
"Yeah, it started with Weasley and he's managed to convince most Gryffindor, even his younger sister, Ginny, the one that was obsessed with Potter in the first place going as far as even starting a fan club. Granger seems to be the only one who hasn't turned her back on him which makes sense, seeing as Harry was her first friend."
"Alright, so what else is on the news?"
"Well apparently your best friend from France was chosen to be Champion for her school"
I paled at this.
"Delacour" I asked.
"The one and only, but onto more pressing matters, the snakes play today" Antoine said.
"Who?" I asked.
"Galatasaray" he responded.
By the time he told me all about the Turkish club and their tactics, we made it all the way to the great hall and were met by Roman and Robert. Roman was the first to step to us.
"Did Antoine fill you in on the news?" he asked.
"Delacour as champion, the whole school shunning Harry, or the snakes facing Galatasary?"
"Guess he did. Well as you can see Potter is sitting at the far table along with Granger away from everyone else. I thought we'd sit with them and give them company just like when we gave company to Robert he received the cold shoulder for so long."
I simply shrugged and led them to Hermione and Harry.
"Hi Harry, Hermione" I greeted while sitting down. Harry and Hermione both looked shocked, probably because somebody wasn't giving them the silent treatment. "Something wrong" I asked, although I knew.
"No, it's just that, we thought that everyone would ignore us" Hermione admitted sheepishly.
"Well, we won't ignore you" I said "I mean we're all in Gryffindor aren't we?"
By now everyone in the Hall was staring at us and I could tell it was making both of them uncomfortable.
"Ignore them, if they won't believe you didn't enter your name then they're not really your friends" I said. "Watch, you're real friends will start to gather up the courage and they'll come sit by you."
Both Harry and Hermione looked at me skeptically but as it turned out I was right. First Neville stood up and made his way to us, making his seat next to Harry; apologizing for being a coward and not standing up for him. Harry simply smiled and accepted his apology.
The next to come were the Weasley twins Fred and George, which you couldn't tell apart sometimes, don't know how most people do it. The rest of the Gryffindor quidditch team came along and then finally Dean and Seamus. As the last of them sat down I stood up and turned to Harry and Hermione.
"Well looks like my work here is done" I said, motioning for Roman, Antoine and Robert to follow.
"Wait" I heard Hermione say, "thank you Max, you don't know how much this means to us, really."
"No problem Hermione, just do me a favor" I said turning to them as they looked at me expectantly. "Come watch and support us in our Champions League games at home, God knows we need it, especially against Dortmund and Barcelona."
They thought about it for a few seconds before nodding.
"We'll be there" Harry said.
I smiled a friendly smile, waved at him then walked off. I was making my way down to the entrance when the French witch, now Beauxbaton champion, caught my eye at the Ravenclaw table. I sighed before making my way over there.
"What are you doing" I heard Roman ask behind me.
"Swallowing my pride" I replied.
As I walked to the Veela beauty herself I could almost feel my friend's unsure stares.
"Fleur" I said.
"Köhler" she acknowledged.
The fact that she didn't bother to call me by first name almost made me rethink my decision but in the end I decided to go through with it anyway.
"I'm sorry" I said looking toward the ceiling as to not make eye contact. This caught her attention as I could see her look up at my face through my peripheral vision (I think it's called peripheral vision). "We won't ever be friends, of that I'm sure but I'll admit that to accuse you of thinking I was beneath you was rude and I send my sincerest apologies." I looked down at her face and extended my hand for her to take.
She studied my hand for what seemed the longest time before looking into my eyes and graciously accepting it.
"I accept your apologies Monsieur Köhler" she replied.
I nodded my response and turned around. I heard a few of the French giggle to themselves, but it wasn't my problem, I had already apologized and if she couldn't accept that then she would just have to live with it. As I walked up to my friends I chuckled slightly at their expressions. Robert looked confused, Roman impressed, and Antoine downright appalled. They were about to say something, but I simply cut them off with my hand and motioned for them to follow me.
4 days later
Life was truly great so far. Fleur hadn't given us a sneer or crude remark and Slytherin lost against Galatasary 3-0! I felt kind of bad when I saw the disappointed look on Daphne's face but my face quickly turned to one of loathing as I saw her turn around and don the number 10 Slytherin jersey with Zabini's name clearly printed at the top. I wanted her to don the number 7 Köhler jersey but I knew that it would never happen because she was a Slytherin and I was a Gryffindor. I told myself that maybe she could don my number 7 with the Hogwarts crest on it, but I quickly wiped it away as it would practically be a Gryffindor jersey seeing as how during our youth team years the snakes made me football enemy number one.
Speaking of the Hogwarts jersey both the Home and 'Secondary' kit was revealed to us 2 days ago by the Manager Smith and Roger Davies. The reason we called it a secondary kit instead of away was because all games were being played on Hogwarts turf and you can't really be away when you're at home can you?
The home kit was an all white kit with black lining and the Hogwarts crest right above the left breast. The collar area was black with a sky blue lining at the very top and the numbers and name were also black. (If you haven't noticed, the kit is Real Madrid's 2013/14 kit only instead of the Madrid kit it's obviously the Hogwarts crest. Yeah I'm a Madrid fan if you haven't noticed by now XD). The away kit was black and the collar area white with a button up. (Of course this one is the 2014/15 Real Madrid kit, except without the dragon, kind of looked stupid if you ask me. Also just like the home kit the Hogwarts crest will be colorful while on the black kit just like the Madrid one it'll be in black and white.)
I flipped over my jersey to see 'Köhler' and the number 7 printed.
Smith later told us that our first opponent would be Durmstrang on the 20th of November and later we'd face Beauxbatons on the 15th of December. The two teams with the best record advanced to the finals, same with the quidditch team. We practiced of course for the big match against Durmstrang in 15 days but we would soon see that we might not have needed to prepare as much as we thought…
They were absolutely woeful. Durmstrang might have been gods at quidditch seeing as they had beaten the Hogwarts team 460-420, but when it came to football they knew fuck all. In the first 5 minutes Robert, Roman, Antoine and I literally tore their defense to pieces. First Roman passed it to me, so I could then take on literally 6 of their players before sending it to Antoine, who then later crossed it for a heading goal by Lewandowski. We thought it was a lucky goal but by the 20th minute we were up 4-0 and the Hogwarts crowd went wild. Most of the students thought that because Durmstrang beat the quidditch team they'd be a threat to the football campaign but as it turned out they were awful. In the 9th minute they gave a free kick away maybe 4 yards outside the box allowing Roman to slot on in, then in the 15th minute Antoine sped past the defensive line (which was way too high up) and curled it to the keepers right; finally in the 20th minute there was a rebound just outside the box and I thought screw it, were three nil up, might as well and it ended up paying off sending the whole Hogwarts crowd into euphoria and the blood red Durmstrang crowd into silence while the Beauxbatons team looked on in amusement.
The final score of the match was 6-0 as we decided not to embarrass them too much further. At the end of the match Roman and Antoine had 1 goal while both Robert and I had 2. I was too into the celebration that I never noticed Daphne Greengrass giving me a faintest of smiles and a marveling look.
Alright so looks like our Slytherin ice queen just might have a little crush on Mexican/German prodigy Maximilian Köhler, he just doesn't know it yet. Also back to the German/ Mexican thing, who do you think Maximilian should represent internationally? Should he represent his birth nation or should he represent the international team he first fell in love with watching as a youngster with his grandfather that has passed away? Also, I know I said it would be Max/Fleur but now I'm leaning towards Max/Daphne. LOL don't be surprised if I suddenly go back to Fleur then Daphne then Fleur and back to Daphne XD
