Chapter 32
Bring it On!
Next it was Meagan's turn. She squared her jaw as she stood on the field. There was a whistle and Meagan, even though severely injured, leapt into action. She would never turn down a game of good, old soccer. She gave a tremendous kick to the soccer ball and it shocked most of the other players who just stood to watch. It hit the keeper in the stomach and made him fly backwards into the net.
The scoreboard changed from "Home-0, Guest-0" to "Home-0, Guest-1." Meagan raised her arms in triumph as Cate watched in horror. Quidditch didn't really require you to use your legs, so Cate had thought Meagan would go down horribly. What Cate didn't know, however, was that Meagan used to be on the soccer team when she didn't know anything about magic.
Meagan seemed to be full of energy. That, though, was thanks to the Orb of Unstoppable Power (O.U.P.) that lay in her pocket. She grinned and heat-butted the ball into the net as it flew her way by one of her teammates. "YEAH!" Meagan shouted. Harry, Sirius, Marykate, Ron, and Hermione were on their feet, shouting. This time, Sirius was on his seat. He was jumping up and down.
By the end of the first quarter, the score was "Home-1, Guest- 53." Cate, Bellum, Dolere, and Facere sat horrified. How could this be happening?
Meagan seemed to know what she was doing. She smiled mischievously by the end of the their quarter. Her eyes were bright purple and she was sweating. She waved her hand in front of her face to cool off. She took a long drink of Gatorade that she made appear out of no where. The score was now, "Home-3, Guest-148." She flicked her bangs out of her eyes and returned to the field.
"Bring it on!" She shouted as the ball flew up into the air. Meagan head-butted it to her teammate who kicked it back. "Hey! It's Sammy Sosa!" Meagan shouted at the other team, pointing to the stands. They all looked and Meagan got a goal. "This is FUN!" She exclaimed, doing a little jig. She ran as fast as she possibly could. "I can do anything you can do better!" She yelled at the other team's Forward.
The final score was pitiful. The scoreboard read, "Home-12, Guest-367." The other team was exhausted. Meagan's defeat seemed to brighten her friend's spirits.
"No! No!" Shrieked Cate. The magical fuse blew. Smoke emitted from the back of the Muggle TV set. "Damn you Meagan! Damn you!"
~*~
Meagan gave a yelp and there was a soft "fwump!" as she landed on the bed. Breathing hard, she looked around and saw Harry, Ron, Hermione, Marykate, and Sirius sitting breathlessly around her. Meagan gave a weak chuckle and drew the O.U.P. from her pocket.
Clearly thinking of a new insult, Sirius said, "Nice call, Flat-Face." Meagan gave Sirius a look and started hitting him with her pillow. "Shaddup! Shaddup!" She hollered.
Everyone laughed. "But that's your new nickname, Meagan," simpered Sirius, who was still being beaten up by the "ferocious" pillow. "Don't you like the name Flat-Face?" Meagan just whacked him harder. "SHUT UP!" She said, hitting him in the face. "If you want a flat face, I'll give you one!" She yelled. Knowing that Meagan could honestly give him his own flat face, he shut up.
Meagan raised her sparking fingers. "WhaaaaaAHHHH!!" Sirius yelped as she zapped him in the behind. Harry fell off of his chair from laughing so hard. Marykate slapped Ron's back. Ron came close to falling out of his chair, bur didn't.
"PILLOW FIGHT!" Meagan roared, equipping everyone but Sirius with pillows. All the pillows flew in Sirius's direction. He gave a shout and scrambled up to find another pillow.
Feathers in his hair, the pillow whacked Sirius tried to make a comeback. He fought against the four children (Hermione just stood there, bewildered) with all his might. He hit Harry over the head. Harry fell, causing his misjudged kick to hit Ron in the legs. Ron fell back onto Marykate who fell onto Hermione. Hermione, still in her chair, toppled over. Meagan was the only one safe from the chain reaction. She whacked Sirius hard in his side and who fell to the floor, only to look up into the blazing eyes of Madame Pomfrey.
"Hello." Said Sirius in a small voice. Everyone froze. As nice as she was, Madame Pomfrey looked like a crouching tiger. She had froze with shock, horror, and anger. There was a little popping noise as Meagan's nose became "un-smushed."
There were still feathers still falling about the room. All of them had feathers in their hair and torn pillow-cases in their hands. Meagan fell off the bed with an, "Oomph!"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Roared Madame Pomfrey. "Pillow fight?" Meagan squeaked, giving her a guilty smile. "Well," Huffed Madame Pomfrey, "You seem well enough. Now, GO! OUT! SHOO!"
All five of them ran out of the hospital wing, still pillow-equipped, and ran headlong into Lupin and James.
Bring it On!
Next it was Meagan's turn. She squared her jaw as she stood on the field. There was a whistle and Meagan, even though severely injured, leapt into action. She would never turn down a game of good, old soccer. She gave a tremendous kick to the soccer ball and it shocked most of the other players who just stood to watch. It hit the keeper in the stomach and made him fly backwards into the net.
The scoreboard changed from "Home-0, Guest-0" to "Home-0, Guest-1." Meagan raised her arms in triumph as Cate watched in horror. Quidditch didn't really require you to use your legs, so Cate had thought Meagan would go down horribly. What Cate didn't know, however, was that Meagan used to be on the soccer team when she didn't know anything about magic.
Meagan seemed to be full of energy. That, though, was thanks to the Orb of Unstoppable Power (O.U.P.) that lay in her pocket. She grinned and heat-butted the ball into the net as it flew her way by one of her teammates. "YEAH!" Meagan shouted. Harry, Sirius, Marykate, Ron, and Hermione were on their feet, shouting. This time, Sirius was on his seat. He was jumping up and down.
By the end of the first quarter, the score was "Home-1, Guest- 53." Cate, Bellum, Dolere, and Facere sat horrified. How could this be happening?
Meagan seemed to know what she was doing. She smiled mischievously by the end of the their quarter. Her eyes were bright purple and she was sweating. She waved her hand in front of her face to cool off. She took a long drink of Gatorade that she made appear out of no where. The score was now, "Home-3, Guest-148." She flicked her bangs out of her eyes and returned to the field.
"Bring it on!" She shouted as the ball flew up into the air. Meagan head-butted it to her teammate who kicked it back. "Hey! It's Sammy Sosa!" Meagan shouted at the other team, pointing to the stands. They all looked and Meagan got a goal. "This is FUN!" She exclaimed, doing a little jig. She ran as fast as she possibly could. "I can do anything you can do better!" She yelled at the other team's Forward.
The final score was pitiful. The scoreboard read, "Home-12, Guest-367." The other team was exhausted. Meagan's defeat seemed to brighten her friend's spirits.
"No! No!" Shrieked Cate. The magical fuse blew. Smoke emitted from the back of the Muggle TV set. "Damn you Meagan! Damn you!"
~*~
Meagan gave a yelp and there was a soft "fwump!" as she landed on the bed. Breathing hard, she looked around and saw Harry, Ron, Hermione, Marykate, and Sirius sitting breathlessly around her. Meagan gave a weak chuckle and drew the O.U.P. from her pocket.
Clearly thinking of a new insult, Sirius said, "Nice call, Flat-Face." Meagan gave Sirius a look and started hitting him with her pillow. "Shaddup! Shaddup!" She hollered.
Everyone laughed. "But that's your new nickname, Meagan," simpered Sirius, who was still being beaten up by the "ferocious" pillow. "Don't you like the name Flat-Face?" Meagan just whacked him harder. "SHUT UP!" She said, hitting him in the face. "If you want a flat face, I'll give you one!" She yelled. Knowing that Meagan could honestly give him his own flat face, he shut up.
Meagan raised her sparking fingers. "WhaaaaaAHHHH!!" Sirius yelped as she zapped him in the behind. Harry fell off of his chair from laughing so hard. Marykate slapped Ron's back. Ron came close to falling out of his chair, bur didn't.
"PILLOW FIGHT!" Meagan roared, equipping everyone but Sirius with pillows. All the pillows flew in Sirius's direction. He gave a shout and scrambled up to find another pillow.
Feathers in his hair, the pillow whacked Sirius tried to make a comeback. He fought against the four children (Hermione just stood there, bewildered) with all his might. He hit Harry over the head. Harry fell, causing his misjudged kick to hit Ron in the legs. Ron fell back onto Marykate who fell onto Hermione. Hermione, still in her chair, toppled over. Meagan was the only one safe from the chain reaction. She whacked Sirius hard in his side and who fell to the floor, only to look up into the blazing eyes of Madame Pomfrey.
"Hello." Said Sirius in a small voice. Everyone froze. As nice as she was, Madame Pomfrey looked like a crouching tiger. She had froze with shock, horror, and anger. There was a little popping noise as Meagan's nose became "un-smushed."
There were still feathers still falling about the room. All of them had feathers in their hair and torn pillow-cases in their hands. Meagan fell off the bed with an, "Oomph!"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Roared Madame Pomfrey. "Pillow fight?" Meagan squeaked, giving her a guilty smile. "Well," Huffed Madame Pomfrey, "You seem well enough. Now, GO! OUT! SHOO!"
All five of them ran out of the hospital wing, still pillow-equipped, and ran headlong into Lupin and James.