Snitches, quaffles, and bludgers, oh my! It's time for one hell of a match today - Gryffindor vs. Slytherin! Let's make sure that everyone plays fair, no matter what or who is on the line. Seekers take your position, may the race for the snitch begin!
~xoxo, Gossip Witch
"Listen up!" Oliver announced, gathering the team together. After his professional career fell through, he jumped at the chance to coach his house's team without question. "We've beaten Slytherin before and as long as we keep our heads in the game, we'll beat them again."
The team was quiet. Each one lost in their own thoughts about life outside of Quidditch. Oliver looked around the room and was met with solemn faces of players who would rather be anywhere else. He let out a sigh and crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head. Today's game was going to be a rough one.
Harry glanced over his shoulder at the entrance to the pitch. There was a part of him that wanted to get a better look at the stands to see if a particular witch was out there watching. He knew that she came to every match, but today was different. The catcher of the snitch could determine which wizard would capture her heart. Although, if he lost Hermione, at least he had Pansy to fall back on, right?
Ginny looked around at her teammates and shook her head. If any of them should be distracted before today's game, then it should be her. Her heart was longing for her two Slytherin to come waltzing back into her life, but Theo's decision to go public with Astoria made it clear that she was out of the running. But what about Blaise? Surely she could find a way back into his life if he would speak to her. The trick was just going to be to get him to talk to her.
With one last look at the lackluster team standing in front of him, Oliver knew he needed to do something to light a fire under their sorry arses and play like the game means more than just some House Points.
"I know that some of you are struggling with things outside of the pitch, and I know that Quidditch isn't at the front of your minds rights now. But I need you to preserve past that. I need you to be those players that never give up. It will be harder for Slytherin to outfly us if we refuse to give up," Oliver pleaded, smiling as he saw smiles pulling at the corners of the lips of the Gryffindor team. "Now, get your arses out on the field and beat those snakes!"
A roar erupted from the team as they all ran past Oliver and exited the tent. Each player seemed excited to get up on their brooms, except for two. Oliver looked at Harry and Ginny with his head cocked to the side as they walked towards him. "Are you two okay?"
Harry spoke first, nodding his head. "Yes sir. Just thinking strategy," Harry replied, a crooked smile growing on his face.
"I've just got a lot on my mind," Ginny replied, shrugging her shoulders as she rested her broom on the ground in front of her. "Once I get up in the air though, it'll all go away."
"Are you sure?" Oliver asked, furrowing his brow.
Harry and Ginny both nodded their heads and proceeded out of the tent onto the pitch. Oliver watched as they went and shook his head. This game was definitely going to be interesting.
As Harry took his place on the field, Draco looked him up and down, shaking his head. "The snitch is mine, Potter."
Harry rolled his eyes, wishing he could just pretend the pretentious snake would just disappear. "The winner of this match decides it all. Slytherin wins, I give up my pursuits. Gryffindor wins, you do. Deal?" Harry asked, raising a brow as a smirk pulled at his lips. He knew he could outfly Draco any day and today it was quintessential.
Draco thought about it for a few moments before nodding his head. "Deal."
~xoxo, Gossip Witch~
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