Hello. What will happen during the Quidditch game? Enjoy!
Autumn's P.O.V
I woke early, earlier than I normally do, and lay for a while thinking about the Quidditch match. I was a little nervous for today, mainly at the thought of what Wood would say if Gryffindor lost, but also at the idea of facing a team mounted on the fastest racing brooms gold could buy. I want to beat them to the ground so very badly. After a half hour of laying down with my insides craving food, I got myself up, dressed, and went down to breakfast. I found the rest of the team huddled at the long, empty table, all looking uptight and not speaking much. I'm surprised at Fred and George. They usually talk a lot.
As eleven o'clock approached, everyone headed down to the Quidditch stadium. It was a muggy sort of day with a hint of thunder in the air. Both of my brothers and Hermione came hurrying over to wish me good luck as I entered the locker rooms. Everyone in the team pulled on the scarlet robes, then sat down to listen to Wood's usual pre-match pep talk.
"Slytherin has better brooms than us" Wood started. Sure. Start with that, why don't you!?
"No point denying it. But we've got better people on our brooms. We've trained harder than they have, we've been flying in all weathers-" Wood continued.
"Too true" George muttered. "I haven't been properly dry since August"
"-and we're going to make them rue the day they let that little bit of slime, Malfoy, but his way onto their team" Wood finished.
He then turned to me.
"It's down to you, Autumn, to show them that a Seeker has to have something more than a rich father. Get to that Snitch before Malfoy or die trying, Autumn, because we've got to win today, we've got to" Wood said.
"So, no pressure" Fred added, winking at me.
"I plan on winning. I'll beat his arse to the ground. I've been waiting for this day since I found out he was the Seeker" I smiled evilly.
As we flew over the pitch, a roar of noise greeted us, mainly cheers. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were anxious to see Slytherin beaten, but the Slytherins in the crowd in the crowd made their 'boos' and hisses heard, too. Madam Hooch asked Flint and Wood to shake hands, which they did, giving each other threatening stares and gripping rather harder than was necessary.
Madam Hooch let out the two Bludgers and the Snitch out before picking up the Quaffle. She then threw it up in the air for the game to begin, with a roar from the crowd.
I flew higher than any of the other players, squinting around for the Snitch.
"All right there, emo?" Malfoy yelled, shooting underneath me as though to show off the speed of his broom.
I couldn't reply. At that moment, a heavy black Bludger came pelting toward me. I avoided it so narrowly that I felt it ruffle my hair as it passed.
I saw one head straight for the stands too. I was about to go and defend with my broom, but Fred beat me to it. He batted it away towards a Slytherin.
"Close one, Autumn!" George said, streaking past me with his club in hand, ready to knock the Bludger back toward another Slytherin. I saw him give a powerful whack in the direction of Adrian Pucey, I don't know how I knew his name, but the Bludger changed direction in midair and shot straight toward me again.
I quickly ducked to avoid it as George hit it again. I shot towards the other side of the pitch. I could clearly hear the Bludger whistling along behind me. What was going on right now? Bludgers never concentrated on one player like this. It was their job to try and knock off as many people as possible.
I shot to the stands where the other Bludger was targeting. From its line of sight, I could see it was trying to head in where my brothers, Hagrid, and Hermione were. If one's after me, the other is heading towards them, my guess is that it's after Harry.
I zoomed above the stands and grabbed Harry up by the gruff of his shirt. He very maturely screamed.
"Oh, relax bro. Do you want innocent people to get hurt because of that rogue Bludger?" I asked.
"How do you know that it's after me?" Harry asked. I helped him onto the back of my broom.
"Well, for one, one's after me, and two, the other Bludger was targeting the stands, and more specifically, the part where you, Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid was" I listed. I looked back and saw the Bludgers.
"You'd better hang on, bro. This will be one wild ride" I warned. I began to feel heavy drops of rain on myself. I had no clue what was happening in the game.
"Do you have any idea how many points we have?" I asked while doing a 360 swirl.
"Slytherin lead, sixty points to zero-" I heard Lee Jordan announce. Well, that answers my question.
The Slytherin's brooms were clearly doing their job, and meanwhile the rogue Bludgers kept pursuing us. I'm just glad Fred and George have enough sense not to interfere, cause I got this. I kept dodging the Bludger with loops, spirals, zigzags, and rolls. Being slightly dizzy, I still kept my eyes wide open for the Snitch. I heard laughter from the crowd. Me and Harry must look very stupid. The rogue Bludgers were heavy and couldn't change direction as fast as I can. I began a sort of roller-coaster ride around the edges of the stadium.
A whistling in my ear told me that I had just missed the Bludgers again. I turned right over and shot in the opposite direction.
"Trying for the ballet, Potters?" Malfoy yelled as I was forced to do a stupid kind of swirl to avoid the Bludgers. I glared at Malfoy when I saw it - the Golden Snitch. It was hovering inches above Malfoy's left ear - and Malfoy, being the prat he is, was too busy laughing at us to notice or see it.
I just stayed there, in mid-air, not daring to go after the Snitch in case Malfoy saw the Snitch.
I heard a sickening crack, and a pained groan from Harry.
"Are you okay, bro?" I asked him in concern.
"Yeah. I'll be okay. Get the Snitch" he answered.
With that said, I sped toward the Snitch and Malfoy. Malfoy's eyes widened. I guess he thought I was attacking him.
"What the-?" he gasped, careening out of my way.
I took my hands and made a snatch. The Snitch flew away and down below the pitch. Malfoy flew after it, with me closely behind.
We moved through and around the support beams under the stadium. Harry kept an eye on the rogue Bludgers for me while I focused on the Snitch and Malfoy. He was in front of us a bit.
"You'll never catch me, emo" he taunted.
"Oh? You think so, do you?" I asked, trying to keep myself calm. I sped up and started catching up to Malfoy.
"On your left!" Harry yelled. I immediately dodged right. I then felt the whooshing and the wind by me. Looks like I narrowly missed them again.
"Thanks, bro" I breathed.
The Bludger that I dodged hit the bottom of Malfoy's broom. He and his broom was sent flying up and out onto the pitch. He deserved that. The Snitch flew out onto the pitch as well, so naturally, I quickly followed.
The Snitch was within my grasp, flying towards the ground around the goalposts. I reached my hand out and stretched it as far as I could.
But, something then hit my head, hard. It felt like I was about to pass out, but I won't. I shook my head to throw the feeling away for now. I'm ending this.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked, concern and worry clearly visible in his voice.
"Uh huh. Fine. I'm going to jump off the broom" I answered.
"Why?" he asked.
"Catch the Snitch" I answered.
"Oh"
I shakily stood up with my hand still on the broom. If I let go, it'll immediately fall, and I won't let that happen. I stood up and crouched, ready to jump. I pushed off hard with my legs towards the Snitch. I made a grab for it as I got closer. I felt something hard, smooth, round, and small when I closed my hand.
I tumbled and rolled until I stopped below the goalposts. I, again, stood up shakily.
"Autumn Potter's caught the Snitch! 150 points to Gryffindor! Gryffindor wins the match!" Lee announced. I smiled, and that was the last thing I did before I passed out, giving in to the darkness.
Done. Yay! Told you I would love writing this.
Elsa: That was last chapter.
Turtle: This is, technically, still the same chapter.
Anyways, I sortof combined the book and movie for the Quidditch match. Sorry about the shorter chapter. Bye my little wizard turtles. Review?