Chapter
Nine
The Quidditch Match
Class was slightly different
with the new teachers. Professor Peterson stuck to the book most of the time,
except when it came to fieldtrips. He was planning a trip to Azcaban for a
select few seventh years, a camping trip through the forests surrounding the
area to study some creatures for the third years, and we, well we weren't doing
anything. We didn't learn hexes till next year, nor counter-curses, so we
couldn't do anything. Typical.
Professor Weasley, yes my aunt,
was really strict. Tom said something about her acting a lot like their
Headmistress or Principal, Professor McGonagle. But she was really nice to me;
I think I was a favorite of hers. Of course transfiguration was really easy for
me. She insisted I call her Aunt Hermione, even though I thought it was
disrespectful to a teacher.
"Is there something you would
like to share with the class?" Aunt Hermione looked at us over the top of her
book during Transfiguration the day of the Quidditch match against Erie. "Mr.
Potter? Ms. Kreves?"
Andy and Katie looked at each
other. They had been talking about something I couldn't tell. "No ma'am." They
answered quickly.
"Then Ms. Kreves, I suggest you
go back to your seat. This classroom is not a place for conversation, it's for
learning." Katie scurried back to her seat next to Morgana. Morgana looked like
she was in definite trouble, her glass button was turning hot pink. It was supposed
to turn into a silver button, but like I said before, Morgana never had much
luck for transfiguration.
I had six perfect, matching
buttons on my desk. I was getting a jealous look from Luke Young from Michigan.
"Time's up!" Aunt Hermione
called over the working students. Some children, who had yet to finish, moaned.
She walked around the class making comments about each persons bug. Finally she
went to the front of the class. "I'm disappointed. Only half of you completed
the assignment." The bell rang. "Be sure to practice, we'll be doing this again
next week."
I ran up to Fred and Andy. "You
guys excited about the match?"
"Yeah, sure." Andy yawned,
pulling his bag back over his shoulder. We climbed into our common room. "Anything
you say."
"Score for me, k?" I kissed
Andy's cheek and ran upstairs to get changed. I knew he hated it when I did
that, but I was a sister, older at that. I was born two minutes before
he was, which I constantly reminded him about.
Alex, don't…He sort of
thought mumbled.
Morgana had asked her older
sister Miranda to buy some blue Quidditch robes for us to wear. I slipped it on
over my muggle clothes, since uniforms weren't needed after classes. The name PotterGirl
shined in green on the back, Morgana had Wright, and Katie had Kreves.
We were just about to leave when someone shouted at us.
"Morgana!" Fred ran up to us as
we were walking down the steps. "Stacey's come down with Muggle flu and can't
play. Get your broom and come down to the field now!"
Morgana turned around and ran
back up the stairs. I think she beat the world's record for fastest sprint
because she was back down in seconds carrying her Nimbus 2500 over her
shoulder. She tossed me her camera before turning to Fred who was still waiting
for her. Fred nodded and the two of them ran out of the common room.
"I think she wants me to take
pictures," I said, like it was a non-stupid statement.
"I think that would be the
logical explanation." When we got to the field, we climbed to the center near
the Superior's locker room was. "Where's Tom?" I asked, looking around.
"Over there!" Katie said,
pointing to the redhead. She stood up. "Tom! Hey TOM! OVER HERE!"
He looked around for us.
Finally, he met our eyes and ran over to us. "Where's Morgana?"
"Oh, you'll see…" I said,
looking toward the middle of the field.
"I still can't believe first
years get to play on the team! At our school we can't!"
"Well, that makes us special
then," Katie leaned back.
"Alright all you wonderful
people out there, this game is Erie vs. Superior and I'm your wonderful
announcer Dana Richards." Dana's voice, a third year Superior, was heard over
the talking. "Superior leads in the games won…" A loud cheer erupted from the
Superior side. "But Erie can tie if they win this game."
The teams walked out onto the
field, and I began taking pictures. Ms. Rachel stood in between the two teams
with her broomstick in hand. She said something I couldn't hear, but the
whistle blew and the two teams rose into the air. Morgana was near Andy and
looked extra happy, which was almost impossible for her since she was always
happy.
"And up they go, first year
Morgana Wright is subbing for Chaser Stacey Harp," Stacey was Joe Harp's older
sister. Joe was fifth year, Chaser and captain, while Stacey was seventh year
and also Chaser. That's all I knew. "And Harp has the Quaffle, passes it to
Potter who makes a nice dive before passing it down to Wright." A few seconds
later… "Wright scores! Superior leads, 10-0." I made sure I didn't miss that
and took some pictures. Morgana looked so proud up there.
"And Wright takes the Quaffle,
passes it to Potter, who does a back pass to Harp…Intercepted by Lark! Going
for the score…"
"Ouch…Lark takes a nasty hit of
the bludger, compliments of Fred Taylor. Looks like he's turning out to be
quite a player...Grun takes the Quaffle and scores! 10-10!" The game went on
for a long time, eventually it was 90-70.
"Morgana's good, isn't she?"
Tom asked.
"Yeah, it's amazing she didn't
get on the team. She's better than Stacey ever was." Katie smiled.
"Nice save from Young…Is that the Snitch?" Dana
said.
There was a gasp from the crowd
as Sarah Truman, the Superior's seeker went into a dive after it, but was
stopped by Danielle Malfoy, also Seeker, when she grabbed the back of her
broom. The snitch disappeared into the air.
"FOUL! Potter takes it, and
scores. Points are 100-70 and game continues."
"Harp takes the Quaffle, passes
it to Wright, intercepted by Grun. Erie in possession, Grun passes to Lark…"
She paused as she noticed Sarah speed toward a glinting object. She slowed, her
hand raised above her head.
"AND SUPERIOR WINS! 250-70!"
Dana proudly cried over the loudspeaker. Sarah landed and was congratulated by
her teammates. It seemed the Seeker always got the most attention at the end of
the game, and Morgana was standing off by herself, kicking dirt around.
I ran down to the field to talk
to the others. It took a minute, but I made it.
"Good job Morgana, awesome
scores." I smiled, patting her back. Her frown faded and she smiled back up at
me.
"It was fantastic wasn't it?"
She asked, holding her broomstick over her shoulder. "I just wish the team
would care."
Andy turned at the sound of that statement. "I care,
you were awesome. It's a wonder why you weren't on the actual team."
"It's because Stacey only has
one more year at Midwest before Collage. Besides, her brother is captain. Go
figure." The field had finally cleared. Fred put out his broom. "You guys want
to have a race?"
I hopped onto Fred's Firebolt
with him because I didn't own one. He and Andy were the only two on any of the
teams to own Firebolts. It was too small for me to hang on myself so I wrapped
my hands around his waist to hang on and I felt him tense up. "Hmmm…"
"What's 'hmmm'?" He asked,
turning his head. Katie hopped on Andy's and we lined up. Tom went to the other
end of the field.
"Oh nothing…" I answered
leaning forward. "Just thinking about something."
Morgana adjusted her grip.
"Ready!" Tom yelled, raising
his hand. "Set…go!" He dropped her hand and we raced forward. The feeling of
racing forward at top speeds was great, my hair was blowing out behind me. Fred
leaned forward and picked up speed. He knew how to race. We were just about to
pass Morgana and win, when I looked below us. What I saw almost made me loose
my balance. A big, black dog was in the middle of the field.
I know this is short, but I was really stumped as to what to write. Tell
me what you think! I need help! Any suggestions as to what should happen?
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