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Chapter 29 – Revenge
Lily's POV
Monty Robbins was doing his last commentary of the season for it was his last year. It was the Final Quidditch match and it was us against the Gryffindors. Our team has been practicing none stop for our third consecutive victory. I was really pumped for this match. I'm going to show them all that I am meant to be put on this team. Don't ever doubt me again is what I want to say. It was James first and last year of Quidditch captain.
I had betted he wouldn't win the cup nonetheless make it to the final match as captain. Well, his team made it to the cup, but now the real bet was placed on the final results. Of course, I think we're going to win. We had good chances. We beat Ravenclaw in the final match last year. Gryffindor had a break down. We are ready to take the gold for the third year running.
"It's time." Which is what Stewart Landrae always says. We don't do team chats. We know we have a job and we all know we have to do what it takes to take a team win. We stood at the opening with the crowd screaming in the air for their respective teams.
"And here is the Gryffindor team! Keeper and sixth year Allison Connors (A/N: Pulled to keeper when Rose made the team), Chaser and fifth year Albus Potter, Seeker, Captain and seventh year James Potter, Beater and sixth year Dominique Weasley, Beater and seventh year Fred Weasley, Chaser and fifth year Rose Weasley, and Chaser and fifth year Roxanne Weasley." There was a huge roar for the team that zoomed around the pitch.
"And now get ready for your two-time winners of the Quidditch match. The Slytherins!" There was a mix of boos and hoorays.
"And here there are: Chaser and seventh year Tom Bole, Seeker, Captain, and sixth year Stewart Landrae, Chaser and fifth year Scorpius Malfoy, Beater and fifth year Gary Pickett, Chaser and third year Lily Potter, Keeper and fifth year Thor Praisely, and Beater and fourth year Marcus Zabini."
"Now, I want a nice game from all of you. No dirty comments." Said Madam Hooch.
"The Quaffle is the released and Lily Potter snatches it first. She is speeding down the pitch. She passes it to Scorpius Malfoy, oh but wait, he is blocked by all three of the Gryffindor Chasers."
"Albus Potter takes the Quaffle from him. Oh, and here comes his sister tailing behind him. He swerves to get away, but wrong move and his sister knocks the Quaffle out of his hands."
"Malfoy with the Quaffle."
"And what's this he is once again surrounded by all three Gryffindor Chasers."
"Malfoy! Malfoy! I'm open!" I kept yelling at him.
"Oh and the Quaffle is again stolen only by Roxanne Weasley. Eat that!"
"Robbins!"
"Sorry, sorry."
What was Malfoy doing? I was wide open! If he thinks he can carry this team to victory then this is sure going to be a long game.
"Oh right in the back." Robbins said when Roxanne got hit by a Bludger. I saw Malfoy and sped to his side.
"What are you doing? That was twice you gave up the Quaffle." I asked him.
"Get out of it, Potter. Go back to our formation."
"Forget the formation. Since when do we follow that plan? We have always done a better job on our own."
"Hope Landrae, doesn't hear that! You should be grateful you're on this team. Now, he get back." He snarled at me.
"Fine, but if we lose this game I'm pinning it on you!"
"We won't. So go." I glared at him sped back to my spot. He can do what he want, but I'm here to win, aren't I?
Malfoy had gotten the Quaffle again, he was blocked again, I was yelling at him again, and the Quaffle was taken from him again.
"Malfoy, pass it to Potter, for Merlin's sake she's open!" I heard Landrae yell at him. I smirked. Serves you right.
I turned and I saw Roxanne aiming to throw to Albus so I sped to intercept it if I could and I did!
"Lily Potter with the interception!" I sped toward the pitch. Malfoy was ahead, but I saw Roxanne go off toward him to block him. Al, right behind her and Rose just a bit ahead of Al. When I got close to the hoops I faked the throw to Malfoy who was yelling at me continuously to pass him the Quaffle. I shot to the left hoop and scored.
"Potter scores! 10-40 still Gryffindor in the lead." I was satisfied. Ha, Malfoy, that's what you get for being so full of yourself.
The rest of the game continued. I scored seven more hoops and Malfoy and Bole each had one.
Gryffindor only scored two. Now, we were depending on Stewart Landrae to catch the snitch. Why is it taking so long? There have been attempts, but either James or Landrae would tackle each other before they caught the snitch. This game needs to be over!
"And Landrae sees the snitch, folks. This might be it! For the win. But what's this Potter hot on his tail. It's going to be a tight one."
"And, it's…"
"JAMES POTTER!" The Gryffindor team roared with cheer. The team met in the middle and hugged.
"That was unbelievable! James Potter with the catch that won the game! GRYFFINDORS WIN!" The stands exploded with cheering. I watched as they carried off my brother with triumph. Man, that's disappointing. All my goals counted for nothing. I frowned and followed the team to the locker room.
When I came in I saw Thor throw is broom in his locker. I watched as Malfoy slammed down on a chair removing his gloves slowly and angrily. He looked up at me.
"Why wouldn't you just throw me the Quaffle?" He yelled at me.
"Because you weren't open!" I snapped back.
"I was too! Are you blind?" He stood up. I placed my hands on my hips ready to shout back.
"Leave her alone, Scorp, she didn't lose us the game. You did great, Potter." Thor said.
"Thanks."
"Yeah you're right she didn't lose us the game." Malfoy muttered.
"That wasn't directed at me, was it?" Thor asked angrily. "I held them to sixty. I didn't give up a hundred points."
"I wasn't talking about you. I was talking about Landrae. He lost it for us."
"No, he didn't!" I said. Malfoy glared at me. "We lost the game. We are a team, right?" Landrae looked up as I defended him.
"No, I take that back. If you would have passed me the Quaffle maybe we would have had a better chance."
"Better chance at what? Losing? You were hardly available to score if I remember. 'And what's this he is once again surrounded by all three Gryffindor Chasers.' Remember that? Maybe if we had a better head start we could have had a better shot at winning." Thor snickered at Malfoy's loss for words.
"Whatever." He managed to let out. The team slowly made their way out of the locker room. Probably hoping nobody would see them as they would soon enter the common room. Before Stewart Landrae left and I was the last one remaining. He turned to me and muttered, "Thanks."
"Don't mention it." I said back looking away. When he left I sat down in my seat and stared up at the ceiling. I was never going to hear the last of this from my brothers. Why did we have to lose?
Something told me to get over it. It's a part of life. We can't all win at everything. It'll all be over soon.
James' POV
The feeling was great. The feeling felt good! I was easily the proudest person alive at the moment. In your face, Slytherin. Winning the Quidditch Cup was one of the best awards before I leave Hogwarts. The team had hoisted me and Fred in the air since we were the only seventh years left on the team. We pumped our hands in the air and waved at everybody around us. I looked around looking for one person in particular, but she was not around.
I had hoped that the moment she had seen our match she would plead to come back to me, but she's not like that, which why I like her so much. I had wanted the same moment like dad had when he first kissed mum. But how would that happen if she wasn't around?
Evelyn was jumping up and down and gave me a huge hug. That was nice of her, but I knew better now not to let her flirt to me. My plan was to show Madison that I was really trying to be the guy she has always dreamed of. Jealousy wasn't the answer.
I walked down to the kitchens to gather food for the party upstairs. Nobody else knew besides my family about the kitchens. Fred was already hammered with firewhiskey. Al was too lazy to do it himself. Roxie was already bouncing around talking to as many fans as possible and Rose, well, why would she do it in the first place?
I was humming a song. I was so happy, you have no idea. Winky was there as usual. She asked what I needed and I told her. She immediately set off while house elves pushed food and drinks in my hand. I stuffed them in my pocket. I enlarged it to carry it all. Don't worry it didn't sag. I was about to leave when I heard a familiar voice. Madison's! She was here! She knew I'd be here.
I walked to the back of the kitchens to see not only Madison, but Kenny Boot too. Kenny was in our year and was in Ravenclaw. I watched as he and Madison were sharing a table together. I watched as Kenny leaned toward Madison and kissed her. She didn't even reject him. I was so ready to barge over there and rip his head off his neck, but I kept my cool. I walked away more angry than ever. I'll show her. How could she do this to me?
I didn't stay long in the party. I literally was there for ten minutes and I went up to bed. I was pissed off.
I was walking down to the Great Hall when I saw Evelyn about to enter I called out to her.
"Hey Evelyn, wait up."
"Oh, hey James!" She said cheerfully.
"Sorry, we haven't had much time to talk."
"Oh, no big deal. I've been really busy actually."
"Yeah same here. N.E.W.T.S. are coming up, you know."
"Same with O.W.L.S."
"Oh, I almost forgot you take those this year. Wow, the teachers must be hammering you guys with a load of work."
"Yeah, they are."
"Have you thought of what you wanted to do?"
"No, have you?"
"Nope, still deciding."
"Oh, the shame." We laughed. Something caught my eye at the top of the stairs. It was Madison and a group of her friends. She didn't see me, but she soon would. And oh by golly gee I was next to Evelyn. What is she going to do to me now? I mean she has moved on, why not me too? So, right then and there I kissed Evelyn.
You can tell she was surprised. It lasted about a half a minute. We broke apart and I could see Evelyn was red in the face. She was smiling like crazy. She looked down, which gave me a chance to look over my shoulder where Madison had been. I just caught her running back up the stairs her friends each giving me a glowering look of disgust. Jealousy is key.
"Wow, James. I had no idea you felt that strongly for me!" She said happily."Does this mean we're girlfriend and boyfriend?" I didn't answer. I saw Rose and walked toward her.
Rose saw me coming and hurried up a little quicker.
"Rose, Rose, stop wait up." I grabbed her arm.
"No, don't you dare come near me, James!" She yelled at me.
"What? What is your problem?"
"You! You are my problem!"
"Why, what did I do to you?"
"Oh, nothing, but poor Madison. How could you do that to her, you disgusting jerk of a cousin." She swung her bag at me several times.
"Ow, ow, Rose, stop it. Look, will you Ow, let me just Ow, explain?" She stopped hitting me and raised her eyebrows.
"Jealousy is key." I said.
"That's the stupidest thing you have ever said."
"What? Didn't you see Madison run back up those stairs?"
"Yeah and I also saw how hurt she looked too? How dare you!"
"She hurt me first." I yelled at Rose.
"That's ridiculous. You kissed Evelyn in front of her, in front of the whole school. All you can congratulate yourself is for being made the world's biggest git."
"What? I am not. Didn't you know I found her and Kenny Boot in the kitchens last night? She snogged Boot! How was I supposed to handle that?"
"She's not interested in Boot. He has always had a thing for her. She didn't know that. She was telling almost everyone today that she was grossed out by him. She wouldn't do that to you. She needs more time to get over what you two had. How could you think that?" She spat at me.
"But, but she kissed him."
"No, he kissed her and if you stayed a bit longer you probably would have seen her tell him off." Aw, man I am a git. "And now you got Evelyn twisted up in twirls. You've done it now, James. You've really made a fool of yourself."
"What should I do then?"
"You tell me. This is your life. I can't be here to guide you every second of your life. You need to grow up. So, tell me, what are you going to do next?"
"I don't know."
"James!" She threatened. I shuddered.
"I guess I'll start with Evelyn and apologize. I'll tell her the truth."
"Good. She'll be crushed, but it's your mess to clean up. What then?"
"Find Madison and talk to her."
"If she will let you."
"But what if she doesn't?"
"That's your problem. Honestly, you can be such a twit sometimes." Before she left she hit me with her bag really hard.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"For being related to you!" She walked away. I guess I've got a lot of cleaning up to do.
Hugo's POV
I was fantastic at essays. I loved to write. I love to write about stories on how cowardly people becoming brave souls and wars between two different clans and battles where a hero saves their lady from death. Writing was my thing. It has always been my thing. That's why I love history so much. In history you don't know the whole truth behind the story that is told. You make it a quest to find the missing pieces. You dream of unrealistic places. You put down in your own words your imagination.
Having a friend that is a vampire will be a story I would enjoy writing in the future. I may not be the brightest person, but if I were to try I could easily be whoever I wanted to be. I hated watching people throw their lives away because they think they have no direction in life. That's why I probably never liked people who acted fake. That's why I pity the people who are unpopular, such as myself, and not the popular. That is why I love to write. To write of the untold story. One day I'll show them. I'll show them all what it takes to become a hero.
This leads me to the 'D' I got on my essay. What was Professor Robards thinking? I'm the best essay writer that moron has ever seen. I've worked so hard on that essay. I even went to Rose for editing for she helps my grammar, which I'm dreadful at. But my grammar was fixed.
"These essays I handed back were very difficult to grade, as you can see. Some of you need essay writing help. Most of these essays were dreadful, however there are a few of you who exceeded very well." I looked up from my parchment. My cold eyes locked onto his dirty rotten face. How could you do this to me? I deserve an E!
"Class dismissed." He said. People were jumping out of their seats, throwing papers in their bags, and chatting to close friends. I neatly put my back in my bag. I never would ruin a piece of work because some day that piece of work may help me come up with something in the long run even if it is dreadful to someone else. Lily came over to walk with me out of class.
"So, how did you do? E as usual?" She asked smiling. I didn't respond. "Well, I'm sure you did better than me, you always do."
"Why? What did you get?"
"An A. It took me all night to get my essay right. I was really surprised. I mean I didn't think I would do that well on my essay. What time did you get it done the night before it was due?"
"I got it done four days ago." I muttered.
"Oh wow, well that's good, Hugo, but why aren't you happy? Didn't you get an E like always?"
"Look, Lily, I don't have time for this!" I growled at her.
"Oh, sorry, then." She turned on her heel and walked away. I sighed I didn't mean to get upset with her. It just really bothers me how people put less effort into things and still get a better mark than me, especially with Lily. She was the popular girl who everybody wanted to be or so I thought. She has everything going for her. I'm not saying I'm jealous, but I just don't think it's fair to outcasts because they can never be better than her.
What I mean to say is when you are categorized as an outcast people already know how you act. They already judge you and I don't think that's right. Perfect Lily, always getting everything she needs even if she doesn't act for it. I don't mean to be like this, really, but it is how I feel.
"Hey Hugo," said Derek. He ran up to my side. "What's wrong with you?"
"The world."
"Let me guess another bad essay mark."
"How'd you know?"
"Because I've known you for three years and I know that writing is like your passion or whatever." I gave him a face. He continued though. "I mean don't get me wrong, it's cool that you love to write, but really it is just a mark. It's not like it's the essay that will land you between passing and failing a year here."
"You just don't understand." I mumbled. I don't think he heard me because he didn't respond. He went to humming a pathetic song instead.
"Why are you so happy?"
"I'm not."
"Yeah you are. I've never seen you this happy. You're almost as miserable as me."
"No, I'm not." I raised my eyebrows. "Ok, ok, well if I tell you, you won't get mad will ya?"
"Even madder than I am right now, no, that's impossible."
"Well, er, Lily is off the market again." He blushed.
"She already has been off the market." I said.
"Well, not exactly. I mean she went to the dance with Stewart Landrae." I snorted.
"She went with him to the dance, but she isn't going out with him. She just wanted a way into the party. She can be so…"
"Well, in that case, she is still off the market." He smiled.
"I thought you were trying to stay away from her?"
"I am, but I still would like to see her with no date at all." I didn't want to listen to his pathetic crush on Lily. It was getting too stupid. It was basically saying 'if I can't have Lily than no one can.' This is unfair for Lily because she should be able to choose whoever she likes. But when you mix unfair with Lily it makes me happier to know that she may not always get what she wants. If it is one thing I can't stand if people act like princesses.
Lucy Weasley for one thing is that type of person. She always gets what she wants. She never has been let down. She's the spoiled rotten little girl ever wants to kick once in awhile. I guess you can say that me and her don't get along as much as me and Lily do.
"So, do you think I have a chance with her?" Derek asked all of a sudden.
"With Lily?"
"Who else would I be talking about?"
"Uh, I don't know, I have never seen her go on a date before, you know. She's not really the dating type."
"But should I ask her?"
"It's up to you."
"But, what do you think?"
"Uh, well I'd say give her another year, I mean she's only a third year."
"Yeah, well she's already been asked out and taken to dances."
"By Landrae, though." I said.
"Well, no, actually she has been asked out by at least two guys already."
"Where did you hear this?"
"She told me herself. She said she was so nervous she didn't know what to say to them."
"So, what did she do?"
"Ran away, left them hanging, and avoided them as much as possible." I smiled.
"When did you talk to her?"
"Last night after the Quidditch match. I went to go tell her she played great even though they lost. She was by herself in the library reading some book."
"Oh." I felt bad. I haven't even told her she did well at the match and I'm her own cousin. We walked on farther.
"Say, do you know where we can find…" I noticed Derek wasn't by my side anymore. I looked behind me and saw him standing very still. His happy face was now gone and he was now staring straight ahead with angry look across his face. I looked too and it was Lily and Lysander Scamander talking.
I shook my head. I went back to Derek.
"Derek, come on, there's nothing going on. They're just talking." I pulled him, but he wouldn't budge. Lily was laughing at something Lysander said. Was there anything going on between them? They departed and Lily walked in our direction. Derek looked like he was ready to attack.
"Derek, get a grip on yourself. Maybe you should walk away. Lysander is like part of our family. There is nothing going on." I told him. Derek breathed in, but didn't let it out. He walked away. I can only hope he wouldn't do anything to Lysander.
"I'll meet you later, Hugo." He muttered over his shoulder. I shook my head at him. He was getting pretty pathetic. I turned around and Lily bumped into me.
"Oh, I'm sorry." She began without looking up at who she bumped into. "I've got to learn to look before I…" She looked up. "Oh, it's you." She started to walk away. I sighed and ran after her.
"Lily, look I'm sorry. I was just mad about the essay." I ran up to her side. She looked away.
"Lily, come on, you know I didn't mean it."
"Fine. Apology accepted." She said.
"Wait, you forgive me?"
"Didn't you just hear what I said?" She asked.
"Yeah, but how do you forgive so easily."
"It doesn't take much to know that you do feel sorry. You're my cousin what was I supposed to say?"
"Yeah, but I was really rude."
"So? You're always like that when you're mad at the world. That makes you Hugo."
"I'm not mad at the world." She smiled. I wasn't mad at the world only at certain people who make me angry. Is that so hard to understand? Merlin's sake. Wow, I do get mad at everything. I frowned at her and she laughed.
"Come on Hugo, you got to admit it's kind of funny." I shook my head at her and rolled my eyes. Merlin, Lily.
"So, are you feeling better?"
"No." I said. "What about you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You seem to be cheery."
"Oh, I'm just in a good mood, that's all."
"Even after that match? Hasn't James gotten in your face yet?"
"No. Actually I haven't seen him around. I thought he would be parading too. I might go see him later to see what is up, but I might not if he is going to cheer in my face. I mean Malfoy is still sulking about it. I think he took the day off with Thor. Honestly, guys get way into the game."
"It's Quidditch, Lily. You sometimes act the same when you lose. I'm surprised you're not sulking with your teammates."
"Well, I'm not ashamed of the way I played. It was the best game I have ever had all year. I gave it my all. It was them who didn't, you know." I nodded.
"You're so optimistic sometimes."
"Eh, I'm usually told the opposite, but thanks anyway."
"So you and Lysander, huh?" She quickly looked at me.
"What do you mean?"
"We, I mean I saw you talking to him just not too long ago. You two seem very comfortable around each other."
"Oh that."
"Care to explain? You wouldn't happen to start dating him would you?"
"Well, no. He actually started talking to me and we just made conversation."
"Then why were you laughing?"
"Why do you care?"
"Because I thought we'd were to start dating people until we were fourth years." She laughed.
"You remembered! Well, no he didn't ask me out or anything. He said he was joining in with a band when he got out of Hogwarts. Isn't that cool? He has a lovely voice. He was pretending to play the guitar so I laughed at him. It was funny."
"Oh, that's all?"
"Yeah, that's all. Don't worry, Hue, I don't think I'll dating anytime soon. I think I'll just live a lonely life after Hogwarts. Who needs men when you've got family, right?" She smiled at me. I really wanted to agree with her, but she was wrong. If she wanted to be alone I'm sure she would be, but she wouldn't depend upon our family because most of them are already looking for someone to love or to be loved.
"Whatever you say." Is all I said.
"Are you ready for Teddy and Victoire's wedding this weekend?"
"No. I have a feeling I won't like weddings that much."
"Well, it's not the wedding we're really celebrating."
"Oh, yeah than what are we celebrating?"
"How they go together. It's like a fairy tale."
"Life is never a fairy tale, Lily. You and I know that."
"So, one can still dream, right?" I shrugged. Dreams don't always come true, Lily, I'll promise you that.
A/N: The next chapter is the wedding! I don't know if any of you have seen Pirates of the Caribbean, but I love it when Jack Sparrow says, "A Wedding? I love Weddings. Drinks all around." Just thought I'd share that with you.
