"And now, the match we've all been waiting for, when the Wimbourne Wasps announce both their new Seeker and their new Captain!" Lee Jordan, recent Graduate from Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry shouted through the magical loudspeaker, sitting beside Ludo Bagman who had recently solved his goblin problems and was training his future replacement as commentator.
"But first, let me introduce the Puddlemere United team, playing in the first match this season against the Wimbourne Wasps: Captained by…. Charlie Weasley, recently returned from Bulgaria, and a possible future Seeker for England, this team has held the Cup for over four years. Morris! Collins! Roberts! Auel! Selogic! Wood a-and Weasley! The current, and rumored to be the best team in the league – Ladies and Gentlemen, I present Puddlemere United!"
Seven jets of light shot out of the gate opposite the Wimbourne Wasps and then Lee Jordan began, "And now, as I haven't been given the new names yet, I present Pearse! Hardy! Kirwin! Andrews! Nelson! Blake and – OH MY GOD, I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! Harry Potter, the new Seeker and Captain for the Wimbourne Wasps!!!" Lee was shouting aloud in surprise as Harry shot out onto the field, his Wimbourne robes flapping around him on his firebolt.
His team threw amused glances at him and he grinned as everyone assumed positions for the match. Charlie Weasley opposite him as the two captains looked each other up and down. Harry smiled friendly at his former friends brother, "May the best team win?" he said, holding out his hand.
"The best team!" Charlie agreed, a faint smile playing around his lips, "No shots pulled?"
"No shots pulled," Harry agreed and the two teams shot into the air as the balls were released.
Harry shot up high enough to watch the game, without being in the road. He was not surprised to see that United was scoring the most points.
"And Puddlemere United scores again, taking the total to 110-40, How is Mr. Potter going to recover from this I ask you?"
Charlie murmured, into Harry's ear as he passed him, "I don't think he can!"
Smirking slightly, Harry called for a timeout. The referee pulled everyone down and as his team huddled together, He grinned at them, "right, you've got them thinking we're completely hopeless. Step 1: fait accompli! Now, step two, Pearse and Hardy – give them everything you've got. I want all three chasers as your main targets. I'll deal with Weasley, and Kirwin, Andrews and Nelson you need to focus on the Quaffle. Ignore everything else except that and the other chasers. If you're bothered by a Bludger then Pearse and Hardy aren't doing their job, and if you're bothered by Weasley then I'm not doing mine. Blake, if another shot gets passed you, you're buying new speedsharks for the entire team and brand new robes for everyone!"
"Yes Sir!" they chorused, grins spreading across their faces as they shot into the air, immediately taking control of the Quaffle and both Bludgers (which were soon shooting towards the other teams chasers as the Wasps scored five times in a row).
"Whatever words Potter had for his team have obviously lit some inner fire in all his players as they have begun to make a drastic comeback, with the current score being 110-90 in favor of Puddlemere. And – Wait! Is that the Snitch? Potter dives, at ninety degrees to the ground he is going faster than light, Weasley hot on his tail – have they seen the Snitch?"
Harry hadn't, and at that point it wouldn't have mattered if he had, because every ounce of his concentration was focused on the exact point in time when he would pull out of the dive, forcing Charlie to rocket out of control. He didn't mean any harm to the older boy, but he wanted to win this match.
At the last possible moment, he pulled up out of his dive and shot upwards again, as Charlie began to pull up hurriedly, scraping the ground he was so late in pulling up. The Referee called a timeout as Lee began to exclaim loudly into his microphone, "And a flawlessly executed Wronski Feint from Potter; What other surprises does he have up his sleeve?"
Harry grinned, wouldn't you like to know! Charlie was scowling at the Medi-witch who was making extravagant hand movements along the lines of – could have been killed, should be more careful, foolish game! He smirked as Charlie climbed back on his broom and shot up to Potter, "Nice move, Harry," he said, disgruntled.
"Well, you know, can't have you thinking we're complete no-hopers, can we?" Harry smirked.
The two of them nodded respectfully and shot off in opposite directions, searching again for the Snitch.
"And the score stands 110-110 as both Weasley and Potter continue to search for the Snitch. Wood blocks another amazing shot from the Wasps as Roberts takes the Quaffle from him, loses it to Kirwin, Andrews, Nelson, back to Andrews, Nelson, Kirwin and they score. 110-120 in favor of the wasps, and a Bludger knocks Andrews' broom, spinning him upside down. That was a nasty one!"
There was a howl from the crowd and Harry threw his eyes over to Charlie who was staring at the ground his eyes fixed on a small point. Harry cast his eyes around the area but couldn't see the Snitch, "And Weasley dives! Has he seen the Snitch, or is this a revengeful Wronski Feint?"
Harry saw a speck of gold out of the corner of his eye and went in the other direction as Charlie continued diving, "And Potter refuses to follow as Weasley pulls out of the attempted Wronski Feint… Impressive attempt, but not good enough for the youngest player in a long, long time!"
Charlie shook his head in amazement as he started looking for the Snitch. Harry wanted to wait until the Wasps were fifty points in front, to give them a good lead in the up-and-coming season, but wasn't prepared to lose the match for it, so he kept a close eye on the other Seeker.
And then they both saw the Snitch at exactly the same time. Lurking close to the ground, it was almost touching the blades of grass on the bottom of the field and both of them knew exactly how hard this catch would be. Harry dropped immediately into the steepest dive he'd ever done in his life, until he was moving at an extraordinary speed towards the ground. Charlie was neck and neck with him and both of them were dead set on getting the Snitch.
Charlie leaned and rammed Harry who flushed with anger and rammed back, the two of them rebounding. Harry shot towards the ground his arm outstretched and his muscles taut as he raced towards the Snitch. With the advantage of extra height, Charlie was an inch in front of Harry who leaned further forwards and pushed his hand out just that little bit further until he could pull up sharply, with the Snitch in his hand.
"And Harry Potter has caught the Snitch!" Lee cried out, "In his first game as Captain and Seeker for the Wimbourne Wasps he leads them to a victory of one hundred and sixty points over Puddlemere United led by Charlie Weasley!"