Chap 8:
Author's note: I'm experimenting with povs and I hope this *short*chapter
won't
bore you. :D ps. I don't own anyone but Destiny and a few of the quidditch
players. PSS. I'M SORRY THAT I KEEP CHANGING MY NAME AND TITLE, BUT AN
*FRIEND *OF MINE IS STALKING ME!!!! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!
Several weeks of Quidditch training later...
"Remember your training! And don't hit your own players.." Said Davies glaring at the two beaters, Josh and Collin.
"Don't worry, we'll try not to handicap our team..too much." Said Josh. Davies rolled his eyes and mounted his broom.
"Lets go, oh, and Dess, remember, get that snitch no matter what!" He said before taking off. Des wiped her hands off on her robe and gripped her firebolt.
----Dess's POV-----
I took off over the pitch. The Gryffindor team was already out there. I could see Harry about 20 feet above the pitch. I nudged my broom up towards him.
"Good Luck." I said nervously. He looked at me curiously and grinned.
"Ditto, mind you, our team hasn't lost for a while." He said.
"Well, I'm not exactly a terrible flyer, maybe you've met your match!" I said. He laughed at this.
"We'll see. The Game is going to start, best of luck." He said. I spun my broom back to the Ravenclaw side of the pitch.
"None of that bashing in people's heads with the clubs or I'll make sure that your opponent gets plenty of penalty shots!" said Madam Hooch. She released the bludgers, then the snitch, then threw the quaffle up into the air. I dived down, trying to follow the snitch but, I think Josh, dived in front of me. I quickly accelerated out of the crowd and shot up about 30 feet above the pitch. I could see Harry. He was tailing me. ~Fine, tail me if you want, lets give you something more interesting to follow.~ I thought. I shot downward then as soon as I was near the ground I leveled myself. I could hear Harry a little way behind me. All I had to do was let him chase me till-there! I had it. I pulled up my broom sharply and shot straight across back towards the Ravenclaw side of the pitch. He was almost next to me. I nudged my broom into the path of a bludger. ~Keep following. just five more seconds.~ I thought. The bludger was getting awfully close. Then at the last moment I turned my broom down and the bludger collided with Harry's ribs. God, that looked like it really hurt.
"You okay?" I called. Harry looked up at me, arms hugging his stomach.
"Yeah. Nothing broken." He said. He winced as he straightened up. Then I noticed a glint of gold right below the Gryffindor post. I winked at him and spun down towards the snitch. If only I could reach it. Just as I made a grab for it, one of the Gryffindor chasers slammed into me. I glared at her but she just flew off.
"Argh, what a biatch." I muttered. I quickly looked up at the scoreboard, we were leading, 70-80, good. I scanned the pitch. The snitch was hiding right behind a bludger.
"Wonderful, I get to chase a bludger for a change." I leaned forward and immediately I shot down toward the crimson ball. I could see Harry speeding toward it on my left. I flattened myself against the shaft of the broom, trying to out run Harry. Just then, Fred who was closest, seeing the bludger raised his club and closed in on it.
"NO! FRED! DON'T-" Harry and I cried at the same time.
"GOTCHA!" yelled Fred as he smashed the bludger with his club. The bludger smacked right into the snitch, shattering it like glass. Immediately Fred turned white as he watched gold dust and fragments of wings drop to the ground.
"I..am.sooooo..screwed." he said as the whole Gryffindor team swooped down on him like a flock of eagles pouncing on a rabbit. I could catch bits of what they were saying..
"IDIOT; WHAT WERE YOU THINKING; YOU-YOU-ARGH!!!!; YOU MADE US LOSE THE GAME!;" The rest was much to profane for my..*innocent* ears. Something told me Fred wasn't going to be very popular for a while.
----end pov----
Madam Hooch blew the whistle, getting everyone's attention, even the furious Gryffindors.
"Because there is no snitch to catch, I declare Ravenclaw the winner as they had the most points!" she said briskly. The Ravenclaw side of the stadium erupted with cries of victory.
Several weeks of Quidditch training later...
"Remember your training! And don't hit your own players.." Said Davies glaring at the two beaters, Josh and Collin.
"Don't worry, we'll try not to handicap our team..too much." Said Josh. Davies rolled his eyes and mounted his broom.
"Lets go, oh, and Dess, remember, get that snitch no matter what!" He said before taking off. Des wiped her hands off on her robe and gripped her firebolt.
----Dess's POV-----
I took off over the pitch. The Gryffindor team was already out there. I could see Harry about 20 feet above the pitch. I nudged my broom up towards him.
"Good Luck." I said nervously. He looked at me curiously and grinned.
"Ditto, mind you, our team hasn't lost for a while." He said.
"Well, I'm not exactly a terrible flyer, maybe you've met your match!" I said. He laughed at this.
"We'll see. The Game is going to start, best of luck." He said. I spun my broom back to the Ravenclaw side of the pitch.
"None of that bashing in people's heads with the clubs or I'll make sure that your opponent gets plenty of penalty shots!" said Madam Hooch. She released the bludgers, then the snitch, then threw the quaffle up into the air. I dived down, trying to follow the snitch but, I think Josh, dived in front of me. I quickly accelerated out of the crowd and shot up about 30 feet above the pitch. I could see Harry. He was tailing me. ~Fine, tail me if you want, lets give you something more interesting to follow.~ I thought. I shot downward then as soon as I was near the ground I leveled myself. I could hear Harry a little way behind me. All I had to do was let him chase me till-there! I had it. I pulled up my broom sharply and shot straight across back towards the Ravenclaw side of the pitch. He was almost next to me. I nudged my broom into the path of a bludger. ~Keep following. just five more seconds.~ I thought. The bludger was getting awfully close. Then at the last moment I turned my broom down and the bludger collided with Harry's ribs. God, that looked like it really hurt.
"You okay?" I called. Harry looked up at me, arms hugging his stomach.
"Yeah. Nothing broken." He said. He winced as he straightened up. Then I noticed a glint of gold right below the Gryffindor post. I winked at him and spun down towards the snitch. If only I could reach it. Just as I made a grab for it, one of the Gryffindor chasers slammed into me. I glared at her but she just flew off.
"Argh, what a biatch." I muttered. I quickly looked up at the scoreboard, we were leading, 70-80, good. I scanned the pitch. The snitch was hiding right behind a bludger.
"Wonderful, I get to chase a bludger for a change." I leaned forward and immediately I shot down toward the crimson ball. I could see Harry speeding toward it on my left. I flattened myself against the shaft of the broom, trying to out run Harry. Just then, Fred who was closest, seeing the bludger raised his club and closed in on it.
"NO! FRED! DON'T-" Harry and I cried at the same time.
"GOTCHA!" yelled Fred as he smashed the bludger with his club. The bludger smacked right into the snitch, shattering it like glass. Immediately Fred turned white as he watched gold dust and fragments of wings drop to the ground.
"I..am.sooooo..screwed." he said as the whole Gryffindor team swooped down on him like a flock of eagles pouncing on a rabbit. I could catch bits of what they were saying..
"IDIOT; WHAT WERE YOU THINKING; YOU-YOU-ARGH!!!!; YOU MADE US LOSE THE GAME!;" The rest was much to profane for my..*innocent* ears. Something told me Fred wasn't going to be very popular for a while.
----end pov----
Madam Hooch blew the whistle, getting everyone's attention, even the furious Gryffindors.
"Because there is no snitch to catch, I declare Ravenclaw the winner as they had the most points!" she said briskly. The Ravenclaw side of the stadium erupted with cries of victory.