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Gryffindor team: Keeper: Albus Potter (7th yr). Chasers: Keanna McLaggen (7th yr), Amelia Wood (7th yr), Michaela Jordan (4th yr). Beaters: Hugo Weasley (5th yr), Chester Thomas (5th yr). Seeker: Lily Potter (5th yr) * Captain.
Slytherin team: Keeper: Duanne Zabini (7th yr) * Captain. Chasers: Margarita Zabini (5th yr), Posie Montague (7th yr), Pandora Bletchley (6th yr). Beaters: Kallin Nott (5th yr), Thomas Warrington (7th yr). Seeker: Scorpius Malfoy (7th yr).
Commentators: Slytherin: Morticia Avery (7th yr). Gryffindor: Jamie Wood (5th yr).
Chapter 11: Slytherin versus Gryffindor
The first match of the season came around too quickly. Lily led the rest of the Gryffindor team towards the referee, professor Thorne, who stood waiting for both teams in the middle of the Quidditch field. Their boots sank into the muddy ground as they walked onward though it no longer rained. The weather that day looked more promising, perfect even. It was sunny, neither too hot or cold and it felt quite dry. Lily was grateful for that though she realized that their only problem would be the back glare reflecting from the puddles on the ground.
As they walked, Lily saw the Slytherin team approach from the other side of the field. Once there, professor Thorne gave them a quick overview of the rules and Lily and Duanne carried out the ceremonial captain's handshake. Afterwards, they all mounted their brooms and rose to the air. The whistle blew shortly as the snitch got released.
"And they're off!" yelled the amplified voice of the Gryffindor's commentator, Jamie Wood. Jamie was the son of Oliver Wood and Katie Bell. "Great move by McLaggen. She has Gryffindor leading the way!" he continued. Kaenna McLaggen, Gryffindor's Chaser, had caught the quaffle. She swerved around the Slytherin chaser, Posie Montague, and passed it to her team mate, Amelia Wood. Amelia was Jamie's elder sister. "Now McLaggen has passed Wood the quaffle. Now to Jordan, back to Wood…"
"And Wood has been hit in the head by a well aimed bludger by Nott", the Slytherin commentator, Morticia Avery, chirped. The Slytherin beater, Kallin Nott, had sent a bludger straight at Amelia and she was unable to dodge it. Though hit hard, she swayed slightly dazed and managed to stay on her broom. Unfortunately, she dropped the quaffle in the process and Posie swooped in for the ball as well as Michaela Jordan.
"And Jordan catches the ball!" Jamie Wood cheered as he saw Michaela reach the quaffle before the Slytherin chaser. "Tough luck, Montague! Ooh, she didn't like that!" he laughed as Montague gave him the finger. "It looks like Wood has fully recovered from that bludger hit and heads towards Jordan", he notified the crowd. The tone of relief was evident in his voice.
"That's because Gryffindor's have the benefit of having thick skulls with very little brains", Avery added rudely. At her comment, an angry uproar came from the Gryffindors as the Slytherins cheered.
"And Wood scores! Great going, Sis! You weren't saving that one, Zabini! Take that!" Jamie shouted over the deafening roar of the cheering Gryffindors. Lily cheered as well and high-fived Amelia when she flew passed her.
So far, Lily hadn't managed to catch sight of the snitch and her eyes then looked for Malfoy. She saw him circling the pitch with a grim expression on his face. From this, Lily concluded he wasn't having any luck either. She then soared higher hoping to gain a vantage point and continued to listen to the commentary.
After an hour of play, the scoreboard read 40-30 to Slytherin. Though they seemed to be equally matched in skill, Lily frowned at their current score. She hadn't expected the Slytherin team to be so strong since they were nowhere near this good last year. She definitely needed to find that snitch first. And fast.
"And there goes the quaffle to Zabini, back to Montague, then Bletchley!" Avery was yelling as the Slytherin chasers weaved across the pitch.
"And there goes a bludger! Can you believe it? Bletchley is off her broom!" Wood roared with laughter as a delighted cry erupted from the Gryffindor crowd. At this comment, Lily glanced downwards to see Pandora Bletchley. Bletchely was dangling in mid-air, clinging to her broom tightly. The bludger had hit her shoulder and it had sent her off balance.
"You're supposed to duck away from the bludgers deary. And nice aim, Weasley!" Jamie complimented before he continued with the commentary. "Now the quaffle goes to Jordan, now McLaggen…"
"And Montague intercepts and throws to Zabini", Avery added smugly as the Slytherins regained possession of the quaffle. "Zabini aims for a goal…"
"And it stopped! Great save, Potter! There goes Wood again with the quaffle", Jamie continued.
"Whoa, Thomas was almost hit by a bludger sent by his own team mate. I wonder what happened there", Avery laughed.
Lily was hovering in mid air when she had caught sight of Chester's eyes. The intensity of his stare made her blush and she tried to unsuccessfully turn away. Ever since that night in the girls' dormitory, he had a way of staring at her that made her feel she was nude. Hugo must have seen this because suddenly a bludger was shot directly at them. It wasn't aimed at her though but rather at Chester. As it approached, Chester swerved away from it and Lily was finally free from his stare. She guided her broom away from him as Hugo flew towards them.
"What did I do?" Chester complained innocently.
"You know bloody well what", Hugo growled back. Since they were arguing, they didn't pay attention to the Slytherin team as they gained momentum towards the goal posts without trouble.
"And there goes Bletchley with the quaffle, now to Zabini, back to Bletchley, now to Montague, back to Zabini, and Zabini scores!" Avery yelled as cheers erupted from the Slytherins stand.
Lily cursed silently as she saw the rest of her team-mates glowering at them. "Keep your eyes on the game!" she yelled at both boys and they returned their attention back to the match at hand.
After another ten minutes, the whistle blew and Lily heard Jamie directing a stream of insults towards Thomas Warrington, one of the Slytherin beaters.
"Warrington! You are supposed to hit bludgers! Not people!" she heard professor Thorne yell at him.
"I thought he was a bludger, professor. His black hair confused me", Warrington explained innocently. At that last comment, Lily whipped her attention away from searching the snitch and towards Thomas Warrington. Panic surged through her as her eyes then looked for Albus. She just knew that Warrington's dirty tactics had been aimed at her brother.
Al was on the ground by the time she spotted him but he looked ok. He stood next to Madame Bones who was handing him a potion to drink. Lily saw that her brother's face was covered in blood and at this Lily couldn't help but see red in anger. No one messed with her family and got away with it! She wanted to pound Warrington's ugly face in for doing that to Al. Before anyone could stop her, she snatched away Chester's bat and zoomed towards a soaring bludger. She then proceeded to hit it directly at Warrington. Since he wasn't paying attention to her, he got hit and his broom went spinning out of control making him dizzy.
Lily threw the bat back to a bemused Chester and got ready to dive down to check on Al. But before she could, she saw that Al was rejoining the game. "It looks like Potter is going to be ok after all. He is heading back to the goal posts", she heard Wood inform the crowd. Relief washed over her as the whistle blew again and she began to fly around the pitch to search for the snitch.
"Like I said: thick skulls and small brains. Hey!" Avery yelled and jumped out of the way as a bludger collided against the wall, just above her head.
"Nice aim, Thomas!" Wood chortled in response.
At this, the whistle blew again. "Mr. Thomas! Kindly refrain from attacking the commentators in the future", professor Thorne advised Chester.
"Yes, professor", Thomas conceded without complaint.
Another hour passed and the score was now 80 - 70 with Gryffindor in the lead. The score was too close for Lily's comfort. In fact, it had been too close throughout the entire game. She needed to catch the snitch before Malfoy. As she thought this, she suddenly saw it. The snitch's gold wings glistened some fifty meters below her. Her heart pounded quickly as she pushed her broom into a dive and made herself as streamline as possible.
"Looks like Lily Potter's seen something. Look. Yes! There it is! It's the snitch!" Woods voice boomed as the crowd roared.
As she heard Wood, she saw she was getting close to catching it before it moved. She tried to move faster but suddenly and inexplicably she felt she was slowing down instead.
"You cheating dimwit!" Wood's voice bellowed followed by a disapproving yell from the headmaster. "Sorry Headmaster. But I guess we shouldn't expect any less from a Slytherin. And a Malfoy to boot! Slimy git!" he added.
Malfoy? Lily questioned to herself as Wood received another public bollocking from the Headmaster. What the hell does Malfoy have to do with anything? She thought. As she glanced over her shoulder, she discovered exactly what Malfoy was doing. One of his hands had grasped the tail of her broom and as a result was slowing her down.
"Get off my broom, Malfoy!" Lily shouted. As she yelled, an accurately aimed bludger by Hugo smashed into the handle of Malfoy's broom. He released his hold on her broom suddenly and was forced into a spin. He glared at Lily at his precedent. Once he released, her broom's speed increased exponentially and she continued her dive.
She could see the snitch clearly hovering several meters off the ground now. She closed in on it and skilfully straightened her nimbus 2030 out of the dive with one arm outstretched towards the little golden ball. It was now fluttering only inches away from her. Her fingertips brushed its wings. She almost had it in her hand.
Suddenly, something much heavier than a bludger collided next to her and she was sent toppling off her broom and to the ground. She hit the sodden grass with a thump, entangled with the very thing that collided with her. She was rolling quickly and her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she was assaulted by muddy droplets from the ground.
After a few seconds, the motion slowed and she landed on her back. Something that felt like a bear was on top of her, covering her body with its own and pinning her down. Her eyes remained closed. What the hell was on top of her? Bears or whatever it was did not just fall from out of the sky and on top of people.
She realized that couldn't breathe easily since the added pressure restricted her movements. Her head swam in pain as the lack of oxygen caused it to throb. This also caused her not to think clearly or be able to move. She was beginning to feel numb.
This thing that was on top of her was going to crush her to death if she didn't get it off her soon. Suddenly, she heard someone take shallow rasps of breath that certainly were not her own. The person's weight then shifted away from her chest and the pressure then distributed evenly on her body. With a loud gasp, air suddenly forced itself into her lungs.
Once her head began to clear, she became aware of several things at once: One, she wasn't dead like she thought she was going to be. Second, her arms were being pinned down on either side of her head while her hands were balled into fist. Her arms were being secured by a set of strong hands. Therefore, the thing on top of her was definitely a human. And that person's hips were welding themselves against her own as they straddled her on the upper part of her thighs. And as that person straddled on top of her, a foreign bulge pressed against one of her thighs. At this, her mind screamed, Oh my god I can feel his ! Because she suddenly realized thatthe person on top of her was most certainly a male.
Her eyes snapped open at this thought and she saw a mud-splattered pale face hovering inches above hers. His silver eyes were staring into her with a simultaneous carnal, fierce, threatening and alert gaze. At this, her eyes widen in response. She stayed frozen in place, unable to respond as the fight or flight response in her finally kicked in. This continued for a bit as murky muddy droplets dripped from his platinum hair onto her cheeks. She blinked erratically as the droplets neared her eyes.
"Get off me, Malfoy!" she growled as she began to wiggle and move.
His expression grew cocky at this. "Or what, Potter? What are you going to do about it?" he sneered. There was nothing she could do she realized. At least not without someone intervening. As they continued on the ground, she heard Wood cussing at Malfoy and the crowd in an uproar. Malfoy whipped his head up suddenly as he seemed to just remember the spectators and the game. He brought his knees to level with her waist then and took most of his weight off her. He seemed to be lost in thought at that moment though his grip on her wrists didn't slack.
Lily had no choice but to wait for Malfoy to be completely distracted in order to move. And when the chance came, she had to be quick. If he suspected what she was doing, it wouldn't be difficult for him to stop her again. He had brute strength after all and was cunning - that trait seemed to be in possession of every Slytherin she knew so far.
After a while, Malfoy leaned back enough so Lily could see the game continue. As she sat up, she saw a Slytherin chaser move into a position that they weren't supposed to be. It appeared that Posie Montague was attacking the Slytherin beater Warrington. Lily smirked a little at this. She felt no sympathy for that beater since he had attacked Al. After the scuffle, she saw Posie escape with his bat and sent a bludger hurtling through the air. Lily gasped at this. The bludger was soaring straight to her head.
Adrenaline finally took over Lily as she began to react fast. "Move!" she ordered Malfoy and twisted her body sharply. Her actions seemed to surprise Scorpius and he allowed himself to be rolled onto his back. Her palms pressed hard against the centre of his chest as he still held her wrists. At their new position, Lily stared down at him as she was now straddling his hips. She tried to wriggle free again but his grip tightened and prevented her from getting up. Seconds later, the bludger pounded into the ground-just where Lily's head had been a second ago. At the impact, the pair of them got coated with muddy water and turf.
Malfoy turned his head in surprise and saw the bludger zoom back upwards. When he turned his gaze back to Lily, his demeanour was as cold as ever but he finally released his hold on her. "Well, Potter. If you wanted to be on top, all you had to do was ask", he smirked.
Of all the nerve! Before she could stop herself, she slammed her right fist into his jaw and heard a satisfactory crunch. Malfoy's eyes momentarily went blank.
At her action, something small dislodged and rolled down the inside of her sleeve. To Lily's great pleasure, she unintentionally freed the tiny golden snitch from the folds of fabric and held it in front of her. As she looked at the snitch, she heard Malfoy let out a small groan. His eyes focused on it but he made no effort to move as he rubbed his aching jaw with one hand. He appeared to be deep in thought again. Maybe he thought the punch was well deserved, Lily mused. She certainly thought so.
"Lily Potter has the snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Wood announced and the Gryffindor crowd erupted in cheers. The game ended with a score 230-70, win to Gryffindor.
As the crowd continued to cheer, Lily curled herself into a crouch on top of Malfoy that resulted in her having one of her feet get between his legs. Unfortunately, this position had her boot close to brushing against Malfoy's most sensitive part of his anatomy. She saw his eyes widen in alarm for a second at this and then growled, "Hey, watch it!" At his retort, she shot him a wicked grin though she meant nothing by it.
As if she could be so mean! She wouldn't do such a thing; not even to him. She'd seen the pain such reaction could cause a male first hand. When she was younger, she had accidentally kneed her uncle Charlie in the balls when they'd been play fighting at the time. The action had been so minimal but it still had her big and burly Uncle writhing in agony on the floor, with tears in his eyes. And her uncle spent his time tackling dragons for a living! So if her tough uncle couldn't handle such an action, she certainly wasn't going to inflict that pain on lesser folk. Like Malfoy.
After a few seconds, she sprang to her feet without any help and offered a hand to him. He leant forward into a seating position and took it without question. She jerked forward to pull him up and realized she had to use both her hands. It took all of her strength to haul him up to his feet.
Once he was up, there was no acknowledgement or thanks. Not one act of courtesy of any kind. Instead, Malfoy wiped his hands on his robes and turned his back on her. Lily glared after him. She couldn't believe how rude he was acting. She should have just left him there! At the very least, he could say thank you and not mean it. But no, the Slytherin git instead had insinuated that she'd dirtied his hand by touching him. What a prat!
As she fumed, the Gryffindor team started to land in a circle around Lily. Once they dismounted, they all rushed towards her, each wanting to congratulate her in their own way. Lily decided to push away her angry thoughts as she saw her team approached her. Amelia, Keanna and Michaela got to her first and hugged her tightly from all sides. As they hugged her, Hugo reached over them to ruffle Lily's hair affectionately. When they released her, Chester barged through and hauled her up onto his shoulder. Lily shrieked in surprise and swayed unsteadily. Balancing on a broom was one thing. But trying to balance on Chester's shoulder's was quite another. She yelled at him to put her down after a few seconds but he didn't seem hear her over the cheers of the crowd. Finally, when he received a stern look from Albus, he lowered Lily back to the ground.
Once down, Al reached for her and got her into a brotherly embrace. "I'm so proud of you! Great first game as captain, Lils", he said into her ear as her spun her around in a circle. After a few moments spinning, she was becoming dizzy and told Al to stop and was released. She beamed at her team then and motioned them into another group hug while they shrieked. They'd done it! They'd won the game! Eventually, Lily was freed from her team-mates as they began to head to the dressing rooms. She looked over to the Slytherin team and saw that they were in the middle of a somewhat heated debate. Posie Montague was glowering as Duanne Zabini lectured her. Lily walked over to them as he continued to yell. This earned her stony glares from the Slytherin team.
"Good game, Zabini!" Lily beamed, holding out her hand for him to shake. He eyed it suspiciously as if expecting her hand to be coated with some kind of poison. His reaction only made Lily's grin broaden and his suspicion heighten.
"Come to rub it in?" he scowled. His eyes were still on her outstretched hand which he still hadn't shaken.
Lily shook her head letting a small chuckle escape her lips. "No, not at all," she told him in a sincere tone. "You all played rather well. Well, most of the time and the majority of you." At her added comment, her eyes went to rest on Malfoy and Warrington. There was no mistaking that she meant that last bit towards the two of them as they used unfair tactics.
Zabini shrugged apologetically and finally shook her hand. At their handshake, Lily felt a tingling sensation go off in her stomach. That surprised her for a second and she puzzled over her body's reaction. She barely caught what Duanne was saying. "Yeah, I tried to talk to them about that", he muttered softly.
Lily took that as an apology and then looked at Malfoy. He'd been staring at her with a peculiar expression on his face. From the corner of her eye, she saw Posie glaring at him sourly. What the hell was going on with them? She questioned to herself. But then decided it wasn't worth her efforts to try and understand the minds of those snakes. So she turned back to Zabini grinning and said slyly, "You need a better seeker." At her comment, she watched Malfoy's reaction discreetly and saw that his lips twitched slightly. However as a whole, he was still impossible to read.
"Yeah, if only you were sorted into Slytherin" Zabini sighed admiringly as Lily fought down a scowl that threatened to appear. She chose to take that as a compliment despite the suggestion of her being in Slytherin.
At this, Malfoy finally reacted. Lily watched with a mixture of amusement and concern as Malfoy elbowed Zabini in the gut. "Hey! What the hell mate?" Malfoy complained.
Zabini grinned sheepishly and rubbed his abused torso. "Sorry, Scorpius" he smirked. With a huff, Malfoy stormed off shaking his head. Behind him, Posie followed while muttering a stream of insults directed at Malfoy.
When they walked away, Lily decided that it was probably time to join her team-mates. Her further interaction with Duanne would probably look weird if they were seen by her team.
"Right. Well, I better be off", Lily mumbled.
Zabini nodded in agreement. "Yeah. See you around, Potter."
"Lily", she blurted out without thinking.
Duanne's brows furrowed quizzically. "What?"
She took a deep breath before answering. "Lily. You can call me Lily", she told him in a soft voice.
Duanne smiled at this and Lily blushed in response. "Oh. Well…see you around, Lily", he responded. As she heard her name get called out from his lips, a giddy rush flowed through her body like a swarm of butterflies. She couldn't understand what was going on with her.
"Bye, Duanne", Lily managed to breathe out. After staring at each other for a few seconds, she finally managed to get her legs to move. She went to find her friends as quickly as possible before Duanne could see how he was affecting her. In that instant, she realized that it may be possible for her to develop genuine feelings for him after all. And then she wouldn't really be using him for her cause. Though she was aware that she had yet to develop them in an emotional level, her body certainly didn't seem to object him physically.
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Edited 17/04/2011 with the help of Erika aka CullensGirl13