A/N: Hi, everyone...I'm in DDP 3rd period right now and I'm kind of...what's the word...BORED! So...I BRING YOU THE VERY SHORT CHAPTER 16!
Chapter Sixteen: The Grinch Is On In Class Right Now And I Don't Want To Watch It
Disclaimer: Simple, what you recognize ain't mine.
"Okay," said James, "this year is me, Lily, Sirius, and Aimie's last year at Hogwarts. Now, if we win the cup this year, we'll be able to rub it in the Slytherins faces for the rest of our lives. Now, I know we're going to already be practicing five days a week, but I've booked the field for every Saturday night from seven o'clock until eight thirty. I'll be here, but it's optional for you guys."
That Saturday night, to James' surprise, he went down to the pitch and found his entire team waiting there for him and doing their warm up exercises. "You all showed up?" he said amusedly.
"Yeah," said Sam Wood. "We want the bragging rights."
"Fair enough," said James. "Do you want to scrimmage?"
"There's not an even amount of people," Sirius pointed out.
"I'll play."
"Hey, Remus," said James. "Cool, lets play. I want Lily, Sirius, and Josh on my team."
"I'll captain this team, then," said Aimie. "Me, Will, Re, and Barnes'll kill you guys."
"Yeah, right."
"Lets go!"
Remus let the bludgers and snitch go. Then, he threw up the quaffle before kicking off to go search for the snitch.
It was an exciting little game, to say the least. Aimie's team won three hundred and sixty to ten. "What do you say to *that*, Mr. Potter?" Aimie asked in a superior tone.
"I say that I suck," said James. "My own team beat me, I mean, I tell you guys what to do when you practice and stuff." He sighed. "Congratulations."
By the first game of the season, Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff, Aimie's team had won seventeen times and James' team had won zero time. They had worked the scrimmages into their regular practices.
"Okay," said James, "we know that at least three of us can kick ass today. The rest of us will just have to hope for the best." The team laughed. "Lets go."
"And here comes the Gryffindor team!" Remus shouted. "They're led by captain and chaser James Potter who is followed out by the other two chasers Aimie Kalis and Josh Finnigan. Next comes the two beaters, Sirius Black and Sam Wood. Here comes the seeker, Lily Evans, and last, but not least, is the keeper, Will Barnes.
"And here is the Hufflepuff team. Captain and seeker Amos Diggory is followed out by the three chasers, Samuelson, Smith, and Davids. The beaters are Thompson and Peters and the keeper is Elliot."
The teams took their warm-up laps around the pitch. Madame Hootch let the snitch and bludgers go. Then, she mounted her broom and threw up the quaffle.
"Potter takes the quaffle, passes to Kalis, back to Potter, Finnigan, GOAL!"
The game went along at a good pace. Gryffindor was up one seventy to twenty when it happened...
Chapter Sixteen: The Grinch Is On In Class Right Now And I Don't Want To Watch It
Disclaimer: Simple, what you recognize ain't mine.
"Okay," said James, "this year is me, Lily, Sirius, and Aimie's last year at Hogwarts. Now, if we win the cup this year, we'll be able to rub it in the Slytherins faces for the rest of our lives. Now, I know we're going to already be practicing five days a week, but I've booked the field for every Saturday night from seven o'clock until eight thirty. I'll be here, but it's optional for you guys."
That Saturday night, to James' surprise, he went down to the pitch and found his entire team waiting there for him and doing their warm up exercises. "You all showed up?" he said amusedly.
"Yeah," said Sam Wood. "We want the bragging rights."
"Fair enough," said James. "Do you want to scrimmage?"
"There's not an even amount of people," Sirius pointed out.
"I'll play."
"Hey, Remus," said James. "Cool, lets play. I want Lily, Sirius, and Josh on my team."
"I'll captain this team, then," said Aimie. "Me, Will, Re, and Barnes'll kill you guys."
"Yeah, right."
"Lets go!"
Remus let the bludgers and snitch go. Then, he threw up the quaffle before kicking off to go search for the snitch.
It was an exciting little game, to say the least. Aimie's team won three hundred and sixty to ten. "What do you say to *that*, Mr. Potter?" Aimie asked in a superior tone.
"I say that I suck," said James. "My own team beat me, I mean, I tell you guys what to do when you practice and stuff." He sighed. "Congratulations."
By the first game of the season, Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff, Aimie's team had won seventeen times and James' team had won zero time. They had worked the scrimmages into their regular practices.
"Okay," said James, "we know that at least three of us can kick ass today. The rest of us will just have to hope for the best." The team laughed. "Lets go."
"And here comes the Gryffindor team!" Remus shouted. "They're led by captain and chaser James Potter who is followed out by the other two chasers Aimie Kalis and Josh Finnigan. Next comes the two beaters, Sirius Black and Sam Wood. Here comes the seeker, Lily Evans, and last, but not least, is the keeper, Will Barnes.
"And here is the Hufflepuff team. Captain and seeker Amos Diggory is followed out by the three chasers, Samuelson, Smith, and Davids. The beaters are Thompson and Peters and the keeper is Elliot."
The teams took their warm-up laps around the pitch. Madame Hootch let the snitch and bludgers go. Then, she mounted her broom and threw up the quaffle.
"Potter takes the quaffle, passes to Kalis, back to Potter, Finnigan, GOAL!"
The game went along at a good pace. Gryffindor was up one seventy to twenty when it happened...