Chapter Ten: Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor
"Hello everyone and welcome! Today's Quidditch match: Ravenclaw verses Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan began his commentary. It could be heard barely over the din of the crowd gathered for the game. Everyone was there, including even Dumbledore. The Gryffindor team was inside the chute, awaiting the signal to go out into the pitch. Wood was pacing before them, giving last minute advice.
"All right, you know the drill, fast and sudden attacks! Use maneuvers wisely! And don't get injured whatever you do!"
"Ok, Wood we've got the picture! Just go and ref the game and let us do the worrying," Angelina pushed him out, to the relief of them all.
"Not that he's a bad guy, but he can make you feel more anxious than you want to," Angelina explained.
"I second that," Leo said, shifting back and forth from nerves. They all heard a whistle. "Ok that's the signal. Let's get the show on the road!" The team mounted their brooms and took off into the bright sunlight, flying around the towers of people as Lee gave them an appropriate introduction.
"And here is Gryffindor: with Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, and Katie Bell, Chasers, the Weasley twins, Fred and George as Beaters, Harry Potter, Seeker, and a new addition to the roster, and a mighty fine cute one to be exact."
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry, Professor. It's Leo Lawson, the American Keeper!" The Gryffindor side of the field, all dressed in bright reds and yellows, exploded into cheers as their team set up on the pitch. Ravenclaw was already situated.
"All right, I want a nice clean game from all of you," Wood looked at both team captains, Angelina and a big fifth year by the name of Matt Bones. They shook hands and took to the sky. Wood released the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch then grabbed the Quaffle.
"On my whistle.ready." he blew the whistle and threw the Quaffle straight up into the air.
"And the game begins! Angelina Johnson's got the Quaffle, passes it to Katie Bell, ooo nice block by Beater Stuart O'Connor. Ravenclaw possession. Ravenclaw Captain Matt Bones with the Quaffle, dodges a Bludger from Fred Weasley, he's going straight up, feints left, OH! Smashing block by Leo Lawson! Just beautiful! That, my friends, is what dreams are made of."
"Get on with it, Jordan," McGonagall reprimanded.
"Sorry Professor. Gryffindor possession. Angelina Johnson with the Quaffle, the other two Chasers following her closely."
The Chasers got together and formed the Hawkskead Attacking Formation. "All right on my signal, blue 22, got that?" Angelina yelled to her fellow Chasers.
"Right behind you!" The three girls shot straightforward with Fred and George flanking them, hitting Bludgers left and right. As Matt Bones came up in front of Angelina, she yelled, "Blue 22!" and went straight up in the air. Bones followed her, unawares of what was about to happen.
"Oh and a brilliant execution of the Porskoff Ploy by Gryffindor! Dimwit of a Bones never saw it coming! Take notes on this Ravenclaw, this is how you play Quidditch! Alicia Spinnet with the Quaffle, Keeper Hazel Read dives, misses, GRYFFINDOR SCORES!"
Alicia pumped her fist in the air in celebration as the fans in the stands went wild. The game continued in this fashion with Gryffindor making spectacular saves and using great maneuvers to score. In fact, Gryffindor was up 110-0 before.
"And Harry Potter takes off on that magnificent broom of his! He's after the Snitch, I think, oh yes! There's that flash of gold! Seeker Luke Snuffit is coming up to overtake him, no use Snuffit! Your Cleansweep 7 looks like it standing still next to a Firebolt. Potter reaches out, and YES! HE HAS THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS!" Harry took a victory lap around the pitch, holding the Golden Snitch high above his head for everyone to see. Every Gryffindor fan was up on his or her feet, screaming in victory. They all flew to the ground and met Wood, who was jumping up and down in excitement.
"Good show! Absolutely smashing! 260-0, why I think we broke a record! We had to have!"
"Great game you guys!" Leo told the team. "Looked awesome from my end. And with the Beater expertise of Fred and George here, basically all I had to do was watch the game."
"Oh thank you," Fred said, pretending not to blush.
"We try, honestly," George put in.
"Hey, Harry!" Ron, Hermione, and Jazz ran from the stands to congratulate their friend. "Great catch! One of your finest, I suspect."
"Thanks Ron."
"You were awesome out there Harry," Jazz said shyly and gave him a hug. He returned it and when they separated, there was a big goofy grin on his face. "Thanks a lot Jazz! Now come on everybody, there's celebrating to do! Last one to the Common Room is Snape's lover!"
"Hello everyone and welcome! Today's Quidditch match: Ravenclaw verses Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan began his commentary. It could be heard barely over the din of the crowd gathered for the game. Everyone was there, including even Dumbledore. The Gryffindor team was inside the chute, awaiting the signal to go out into the pitch. Wood was pacing before them, giving last minute advice.
"All right, you know the drill, fast and sudden attacks! Use maneuvers wisely! And don't get injured whatever you do!"
"Ok, Wood we've got the picture! Just go and ref the game and let us do the worrying," Angelina pushed him out, to the relief of them all.
"Not that he's a bad guy, but he can make you feel more anxious than you want to," Angelina explained.
"I second that," Leo said, shifting back and forth from nerves. They all heard a whistle. "Ok that's the signal. Let's get the show on the road!" The team mounted their brooms and took off into the bright sunlight, flying around the towers of people as Lee gave them an appropriate introduction.
"And here is Gryffindor: with Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, and Katie Bell, Chasers, the Weasley twins, Fred and George as Beaters, Harry Potter, Seeker, and a new addition to the roster, and a mighty fine cute one to be exact."
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry, Professor. It's Leo Lawson, the American Keeper!" The Gryffindor side of the field, all dressed in bright reds and yellows, exploded into cheers as their team set up on the pitch. Ravenclaw was already situated.
"All right, I want a nice clean game from all of you," Wood looked at both team captains, Angelina and a big fifth year by the name of Matt Bones. They shook hands and took to the sky. Wood released the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch then grabbed the Quaffle.
"On my whistle.ready." he blew the whistle and threw the Quaffle straight up into the air.
"And the game begins! Angelina Johnson's got the Quaffle, passes it to Katie Bell, ooo nice block by Beater Stuart O'Connor. Ravenclaw possession. Ravenclaw Captain Matt Bones with the Quaffle, dodges a Bludger from Fred Weasley, he's going straight up, feints left, OH! Smashing block by Leo Lawson! Just beautiful! That, my friends, is what dreams are made of."
"Get on with it, Jordan," McGonagall reprimanded.
"Sorry Professor. Gryffindor possession. Angelina Johnson with the Quaffle, the other two Chasers following her closely."
The Chasers got together and formed the Hawkskead Attacking Formation. "All right on my signal, blue 22, got that?" Angelina yelled to her fellow Chasers.
"Right behind you!" The three girls shot straightforward with Fred and George flanking them, hitting Bludgers left and right. As Matt Bones came up in front of Angelina, she yelled, "Blue 22!" and went straight up in the air. Bones followed her, unawares of what was about to happen.
"Oh and a brilliant execution of the Porskoff Ploy by Gryffindor! Dimwit of a Bones never saw it coming! Take notes on this Ravenclaw, this is how you play Quidditch! Alicia Spinnet with the Quaffle, Keeper Hazel Read dives, misses, GRYFFINDOR SCORES!"
Alicia pumped her fist in the air in celebration as the fans in the stands went wild. The game continued in this fashion with Gryffindor making spectacular saves and using great maneuvers to score. In fact, Gryffindor was up 110-0 before.
"And Harry Potter takes off on that magnificent broom of his! He's after the Snitch, I think, oh yes! There's that flash of gold! Seeker Luke Snuffit is coming up to overtake him, no use Snuffit! Your Cleansweep 7 looks like it standing still next to a Firebolt. Potter reaches out, and YES! HE HAS THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS!" Harry took a victory lap around the pitch, holding the Golden Snitch high above his head for everyone to see. Every Gryffindor fan was up on his or her feet, screaming in victory. They all flew to the ground and met Wood, who was jumping up and down in excitement.
"Good show! Absolutely smashing! 260-0, why I think we broke a record! We had to have!"
"Great game you guys!" Leo told the team. "Looked awesome from my end. And with the Beater expertise of Fred and George here, basically all I had to do was watch the game."
"Oh thank you," Fred said, pretending not to blush.
"We try, honestly," George put in.
"Hey, Harry!" Ron, Hermione, and Jazz ran from the stands to congratulate their friend. "Great catch! One of your finest, I suspect."
"Thanks Ron."
"You were awesome out there Harry," Jazz said shyly and gave him a hug. He returned it and when they separated, there was a big goofy grin on his face. "Thanks a lot Jazz! Now come on everybody, there's celebrating to do! Last one to the Common Room is Snape's lover!"