I. Do. Not. Own. This was originally written by StarryEyedLove on Quizilla but her evil cousin deleted all her stories. Someone sent me these and I thought I would share them with the rest of you lovelies... So! Without further ado, I give you... Meetings in the Tower. Happy Reading!
"Hey there Mel" you greeted kindly as the small second year walked over to you. Her long, silky brown locks were tied back tightly in a dark blue hair ribbon, her baby blue eyes were shining and she was smiling from ear to ear. "Good to see you too Remy" you said to the third year boy beside her. He was slightly taller than her, but not by much with shaggy sandy blonde hair and dark green eyes.
"Hey Anna!" they both greeted.
"Okay Remy, you can go release the snitch and practice with that. If you need any help or have any questions I am more than happy to answer them, almost considered being a seeker myself once" you said.
"I am surprised that you're not, you are built like a seeker" Remy said, "Small and fast".
"I was never patient enough though to keep flying around the field just looking and looking..." you explained with a small chuckle, "But I am happy to help you out with some dives".
"Sounds good! See you later Mel" Remy said blushing a little as the young girl smiled at him before he trotted off toward the broom shed where the balls were kept.
"He has got quite the crush on you hasn't he?" you laughed when he was out of hearing range.
"You think?" she asked hopefully, "I have been trying to get him to ask me out since the beginning of the year" she giggled her cheeks turning pink.
"I don't think you will need to wait too much longer" you replied with a wink, "Anyways let's get started. I am going to take some shots on you and give you some tips every now and then alright?" you asked.
"Yup" she replied before taking her spot in front of the hoop.
You mounted your Nimbus 2001, the broom Draco had given you last year, and flew up with the quaffle in hand. You flew straight toward her and then dived at the last second before proceeding to toss it easily into the hoop from underneath her.
"Okay that little trick there is called 'Dusty's Drop". Dusty Donnelly of the Ireland team invented it back in 1988. This is a pretty come fake, but luckily it easy to spot if you know what you are looking for" you began. "The chaser will come flying straight toward you as I did, but you will notice them holding the quaffle low like this" you demonstrated, "So they can easily flick up into the hoop when they drop, so what you need to do is drop with them..."
The two of you continued like this for about two hours and she was really beginning to make some great progress. You were confident that she would be able to hold her own in the Slytherin match coming up.
"Well that is all for now" you said as the three of you touched down on to the ground. "I am bloody starving, I don't know about you two" you laughed, it was now 9:00 and you hadn't had breakfast yet, when you were used to eating at around 7:30. "Mel you are really looking great out there and you too Remy, I'll see you both at the game tomorrow! Make sure to eat, eat well and get some sleep" you lectured.
"Aye, aye Cap'n!" they both responded in unison as they saluted you.
You laughed, but your laughs were cut short when you saw a wave of silver and green approaching the middle of the field.
"Get your scrawny ass off the field Darcy, we have practice" Ruby Pickford, a sixth year Slytherin girl with an attitude like you had never seen before, sneered. She had long, stringy dark brown hair, cold gray eyes, and a smirk constantly on her face. She was also the new chaser on the Slytherin team.
"Shut your pie hole Pickford, we were just leaving" you spat back as you grabbed Mel's arm protectively and began to lead her and Remy off the pitch.
"I see you are taking toddlers on your team now Darcy, are you that desperate?" Argus Arrows, the keeper, sniggered.
"Shut up Arrows and leave her alone" Blaise said defensively sticking up for you.
"Why don't you shut up you filthy mudblood lover, you pitiful excuse for a Slytherin" Argus shot back.
"Why don't you both shut up?" Draco yelled looking very fed up. "They are leaving and we are starting, now everyone to your positions!" he demanded taking his role as captain and they also promptly stopped arguing and flew off. Except for Blaise who made to walk over toward you, "That means you too Zabini" Draco snapped, a look of anger spread across Blaise's face, but he obeyed and flew off into the sky. "I am sorry about that" Draco apologized quietly as he walked over to you.
"Don't worry about, it isn't the first time I have been verbally attacked by Slytherins" you laughed, "I'll see you later" you said before smiling and walking off.
"You are friends with him?" Remy asked in disbelief as the three of you walked back.
"Not all Slytherins are bad Remy, most of them are yes. But not all of them..." you replied.
That afternoon at lunch instead of sitting at your usual spot at the Gryffindor table you were seated in between Michael and Adam at the Ravenclaw table. Mel and Remy were sitting across from you as well as the two other chasers Molly and Kevin. You were all staring nervously at your uneaten food; the anxiety about your match against Slytherin in just one hour had gotten the best of you all.
"Guys, we are going to be fine" you assured them trying to sound confident, but your voice was faltering. "We have got to eat something" you said taking the first bite of your tuna fish sandwich. Your appetite seldom escaped you, which showed just how nervous you truly were.
"I am scared Anna, I heard the Slytherins talking last night in the library" Mel said trembling, "They said- they said they were going to knock us all off our brooms".
"I wouldn't be surprised" Adam said with a shrug, "They almost sent Anna flying to her doom last time we played them" he laughed.
"Oh Merlin, don't remind me of that" you said shuddering at the memory. "I wouldn't worry Mel, Crabbe and Goyle don't aim at keepers".
"Yeah, but they aim at chasers" Molly muttered with fear in her eyes.
"As long as you can evade their bludgers and the occasional illegal swing of their bats you will be just fine, it is the chasers who are going to try knocking you off your broom. Blaise won't hurt anyone and Ruby is a twig, so they only one you have to be cautious of is Matthias" you responded feeling a little more confident as you talked. You felt a lot better knowing that Flint would not be around deliberately trying to send you flying off your broom the entire match. Molly and Kevin both nodded looking like they felt a little better; Molly even forced down a slice of buttered bread.
"Okay guys we should probably head down to the locker rooms" Adam spoke out looking down at his watch.
"Yeah Adam is right, let's get going" you agreed standing up and motioning the others to do the same.
"ANNA!" a voice called out behind you just as you reached the exit doors of the Great Hall. You turned around to see Harry jogging over to you, he had on Ravenclaw colors. "I just wanted to say good luck out there, kick some Slytherin ass okay?" he said with a smile as he pulled you into a tight hug.
"Thanks mate, I have a feeling we are going need it..." you sighed.
You stepped out into the center of the pitch where Draco was already standing as well as Madame Hooch with the quaffle in hand and whistle at ready. "Captains please shake hands" she ordered. You and Draco took each other's hands; he squeezed yours gently and gave you a small wink, so no one else could see. You had to do your best not to smile or blush, but to keep a stern look on your face. "Now I want a fair game" she said firmly casting the Slytherins a warning glare. "Okay the game starts on my whistle" Hooch announced and before you knew it the shrill sound of the whistle echoed through the stadium and the quaffle was up in the air.
You kicked off on your black and green Nimbus 2001, with your wavy, dirty blonde ponytail flailing behind you. You grasped the quaffle steadily in your arms; there was rarely a game where you didn't catch the quaffle first. You immediately sped down the field leaving the burly, broad-shouldered chaser Matthias in the dust. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Blaise approaching you rapidly. You suddenly slammed on the break and stopped flying, sending Blaise whizzing pass you. You started up again and flew toward the middle of the field, 'The old stop and go, works every time' you thought to yourself. You got down the rest of the pitch unchallenged and chucked the quaffle easily past their keeper and through the center hoop.
"Nice shot Darcy!" you heard Adam call out as he sent a bludger hurting toward Matthias. The Slytherin keeper picked up the quaffle and tossed it to Ruby who began to barrel down the field. Molly flew toward her and attempted to steal the ball, but she was easily beaten. Ruby played very much like you, she was swift and tricky.
You shot toward her, but were stopped when Crabbe's bat swung out and against your stomach knocking the wind right out of you. "THE DAMN BAT IS FOR HITTING BLUDGERS YOU DIMWIT!" you thundered as loud as you could while so out of breath.
"THAT IS A BLOODY FOUL! CRABBE SWUNG HIS BAT RIGHT AT HER!" you heard Seamus Finnigan's, who had become the new announcer, voice bellow from the stands. While this was all going on Ruby had managed to get all the way down the field where she easily scored on Mel. You didn't let it get you down though; you flew toward Mel and caught her pass to you. Molly and Kevin were both being guarded, so you took the ball down yourself. You ducked down quickly and a bludger whizzed right over your head.
"Where you at Corner?" you yelled over your shoulder to Michael, desperate for some protection from the constant bludgers hurtling by you much too close for comfort. Suddenly Michael appeared by your side and began smacking every bludger that came near you giving you a clear path down the field; you had almost reached the hoop when you felt yourself being ripped back by your hair. "BLOODY HELL!" you yelled out as you were pulled of your broom, Michael heard your scream and grabbed you quickly and steadied you on your broom. You turned to see Ruby floating behind you with a smirk on her face.
"PENALTY ON SLYTHERIN! PENALTY!" Madame Hooch yelled looking exasperated. You nodded and took the quaffle easily making your penalty shot.
The game went on for just about two hours without any sign of the snitch and the score was locked at 110-110. You were battered, bruised, and bloody by this point, as were Molly and Kevin. Your stomach and back were black and blue, and there were bruises embellishing each of your arms thanks to Crabbe and Goyle's bats. Your arm was gushing blood where Ruby had scratched you with her claw-like nails and your head was pounding from having your hair pulled so many times. Ruby had hardly left your side the entire game and it was obvious that she was purposely picking on you.
"BACK OFF PICKFORD, FORGET DARCY AND GET THE DAMN QUAFFLE!" you heard Draco yell at her from above where he and Remy had been circling fruitlessly for hours. Unfortunately she didn't listen to his order and stuck to you even closer than before. After another hour of dealing with Ruby you lost it. You dived away from her and caught a well-thrown pass from Molly and began to take it down the pitch. Ruby of course followed after you speedily, but you had hoped she would. You stopped abruptly and began to speed down toward the ground and again to your happiness she followed after you, not about to let you get the better of her. You hurtled toward the ground until you were only mere feet away from plunging into the dirt, at the last second you turned up and flew forward your feet scraping the ground. This sudden move caught Ruby off guard and she was unable to pull up in time, she went crashing down into the ground violently and rolled across the grass.
"DARCY FAKES PICKFORD OUT! THAT MOVE RIGHT THERE IS CALLED PAULIES PLUMMET FOLKS! PICKFORD IS ON THE GROUND, APPEARS TO BE KNOCKED OUT COLD" Seamus' voice ran through the stadium. You stopped flying and looked back to see Ruby sprawled out on the ground apparently unconscious. You dived down next to her and slowly tried to shake her awake; you felt guilty tears welling up in your eyes. You had by no means really intended on hurting the girl that bad.
Suddenly the audience broke out into an explosion of cheers and boos, you looked to see the students dress in blue and silver clapping and hooting wildly. You then looked up to see Adam and Michael patting Remy proudly on the back, Ravenclaw had won. But you didn't care; you looked back down at Ruby desperately trying to wake her up.
"It isn't your fault Anna, she was on you the whole game" someone whispered in your ear and you looked to see Draco next to you.
"I didn't mean to hurt her this badly" you mumbled.
"I know you didn't" he answered back grasping your hand as Madame Hooch came bustling over.
"Don't worry Miss Darcy" she said kindly seeing the horrified, guilty look on your face. "It was a perfectly legal move and her own fault; she went following after you so foolishly. Plus she is just fine, Madame Pomfrey will have her fixed up in a jiff" she said reassuringly.
You nodded slowly and discreetly squeezed Draco's hand before walking over to your team. "Awesome job Remy, I wish I could have seen it" you congratulated, while hugging your small seeker tightly.
"Thanks Anna! That move you did back there was brilliant by the way, Malfoy stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you going toward the ground and didn't even see the snitch!" Remy exclaimed.
"What do you mean Remy?" you asked curiously.
"We were both flying around and we heard Seamus yelling about something. We both looked and you were flying toward the ground, I figured you were just doing a fake or something, but he stopped cold. He actually looked kind of worried, but that could have been my imagination" he explained to you with an uncertain shrug.
You nodded just as you got pulled up into the air by Michael and swung around, "We won!" he yelled joyously and you smiled weakly; for some reason you weren't as excited as you should have been. Something was nagging you in the back of your mind...