A/N: OMG! Ok, Harry and Ron have just broken off their friendship, Hermione's feelings get in the way of Harry's, but Joey hasn't even become a main character-yet ;)
Disclaimer: same as Chpt. 5 --;;
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Chapter 8-Slytherin VS. Gryffindor
The first game of Quidditch was about to be held a few days after Hallowe'en. It was Gryffindor versus Slytherin-Joey's first game. She was nervous, and so was Harry. They both got changed, and the whole of Gryffindor team headed out to the change rooms to review their plan. They headed off, Fred and George Weasley first, then Chasers Angelina, Katie, and Alicia, Joey ('See you!'), then finally, Harry.
They gathered around the center of the field, then Madam Hooch blew her whistle. Lee Jordan was annoucing the games, Professor McGonagall supervising him. Harry hovered to the top of the pitch, avoiding any stray Bludgers and watching out for the Snitch-the real prize.
"And we're off! Angelina passes the Quaffle-oo, so close, but Flint didn't catch her! She zigzages around...watch out! And she scores! Ten points for Gryffindor, what a good start to the season, very-"
"Jordan! Announce the games!" shouted Professor McGonagall.
"Ah, yes, Professor, just going-ooh, and Joey, the new keeper, hits it away to Katie Bell! My, my, I say, the new attractive (Joey winked at him) keeper of Gryffindor just-"
"Jordan!"
"Yes Professor! And Katie passes..." Jordan continued on with his announcing, the gameplay was intense. Gryffindor had never seen such tactics used on the pitch by Slytherin. The Slytherin beaters were purposly aiming the Bludgers at Joey; Fred and George were working tirelessy to prevent them from doing so; Slytherin's chasers were using such slick moves that Madam Hooch had to use so many penalties, and yet, in spite of all of these, Harry still hadn't spotted the snitch. Draco Malfoy was eyeing him, with a slight grin on his face that read, "We'll win this...new keeper or not." Harry searched the sky for the little golden ball that was amazingly fast-when he saw a quick little flash of gold.
Harry chased after it. It seems that Malfoy had spotted it also; he was chasing after Harry, constantly trying to keep up and not letting the Firebolt take him down. But that seemed almost impossible, because the Firebolt was incredibly faster than the Nimbus Two Thousand and One.
Everyone started to get tired. The Beaters' arms were tiring out from the hard hits of the bludgers; Joey was losing strength as every bludger and quaffle that came her way were hit, all the chasers were worn out from hitting each other.Harry seemed to be losing speed, as Malfoy caught up with him.
Come on, he thought. we need the snitch! He sped up his broom, a bit, letting him go more ahead than Malfoy.
Harry was so close to the snitch. He put out his hand; it was speeding like a little buzzing bee. His hand was shaking, he reached out for the snitch, and caught it, still on his broom in one piece. He stopped, Malfoy barely crashed into him.
"And Potter has got the Snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Lee Jordan shouted. The Gryffindors shouted cheerfully, and the Slytherins just grumbled miserably.
Back in the change rooms, the Gryffindor team celebrated.
"Yeah-hoo! Thanks to our new captain, and our new keeper (you both were fabulous, by the way), we won our first match!" said Fred.
"We would've made Wood proud." said Angelina.
"Oh well, who really cares about that? We won!" said George happily.
~::|::~
When the team got back to the common room, they found a crowd of people ready for celebration. As they entered the room, the crowd of Gryffindors burst into cheers. Everyone was there, except for Ron. They went for a round with food that the house-elves gave them, and even set off some of Fred and George's Filibuster's no-heat, wet-start fireworks. Hermione hung out with Joey, Parvati, and Lavender, leaving Harry with Fred, George, and the rest of the fifth-year boys. The party lasted until one o' clock in the morning, when finally Professor McGongall told them all to go to bed.
When Harry went up, surely, he found Ron lying on his own four-poster bed, reading The Cannons Famous Players that Harry gave Ron as a present in Diagon Alley.
"Having fun with your new status, Mr. Quidditch Captain?" Ron said sneerly. Harry decided to ignore that comment.
"Finally gotten up the courage to ask Hermione out?" Harry said. There was a moment of silence.
"Ok, you know what? Just because you're famous and everything, stuff it." Ron said. This comment really brought Harry's anger up.
"Well, why don't you stuff it! Just because you're jealous-"
"I'm only jealous because you're hanging out with Joey more than you are with me!" Ron shouted. He was lucky that the rest of the fifth-year Gryffindors were all downstairs, not being able to hear their noisy argument.
"What? Ron, you know I'm your, well, used to be, best friend."
"Yeah, I know...but you're hanging out with Joey more, and...well, why don't we be friends, again, ok? I've already forgiven you for the incident in the corridor." Ron held out his hand and tried to put up a smile.
"OK, then, I forgive you too." They shook hands and then hugged.
Harry was happy now: he was friends with Ron again, the combination of him being the captain and Joey as their new seeker won them their first game, it was all a happy day.
Disclaimer: same as Chpt. 5 --;;
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Chapter 8-Slytherin VS. Gryffindor
The first game of Quidditch was about to be held a few days after Hallowe'en. It was Gryffindor versus Slytherin-Joey's first game. She was nervous, and so was Harry. They both got changed, and the whole of Gryffindor team headed out to the change rooms to review their plan. They headed off, Fred and George Weasley first, then Chasers Angelina, Katie, and Alicia, Joey ('See you!'), then finally, Harry.
They gathered around the center of the field, then Madam Hooch blew her whistle. Lee Jordan was annoucing the games, Professor McGonagall supervising him. Harry hovered to the top of the pitch, avoiding any stray Bludgers and watching out for the Snitch-the real prize.
"And we're off! Angelina passes the Quaffle-oo, so close, but Flint didn't catch her! She zigzages around...watch out! And she scores! Ten points for Gryffindor, what a good start to the season, very-"
"Jordan! Announce the games!" shouted Professor McGonagall.
"Ah, yes, Professor, just going-ooh, and Joey, the new keeper, hits it away to Katie Bell! My, my, I say, the new attractive (Joey winked at him) keeper of Gryffindor just-"
"Jordan!"
"Yes Professor! And Katie passes..." Jordan continued on with his announcing, the gameplay was intense. Gryffindor had never seen such tactics used on the pitch by Slytherin. The Slytherin beaters were purposly aiming the Bludgers at Joey; Fred and George were working tirelessy to prevent them from doing so; Slytherin's chasers were using such slick moves that Madam Hooch had to use so many penalties, and yet, in spite of all of these, Harry still hadn't spotted the snitch. Draco Malfoy was eyeing him, with a slight grin on his face that read, "We'll win this...new keeper or not." Harry searched the sky for the little golden ball that was amazingly fast-when he saw a quick little flash of gold.
Harry chased after it. It seems that Malfoy had spotted it also; he was chasing after Harry, constantly trying to keep up and not letting the Firebolt take him down. But that seemed almost impossible, because the Firebolt was incredibly faster than the Nimbus Two Thousand and One.
Everyone started to get tired. The Beaters' arms were tiring out from the hard hits of the bludgers; Joey was losing strength as every bludger and quaffle that came her way were hit, all the chasers were worn out from hitting each other.Harry seemed to be losing speed, as Malfoy caught up with him.
Come on, he thought. we need the snitch! He sped up his broom, a bit, letting him go more ahead than Malfoy.
Harry was so close to the snitch. He put out his hand; it was speeding like a little buzzing bee. His hand was shaking, he reached out for the snitch, and caught it, still on his broom in one piece. He stopped, Malfoy barely crashed into him.
"And Potter has got the Snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Lee Jordan shouted. The Gryffindors shouted cheerfully, and the Slytherins just grumbled miserably.
Back in the change rooms, the Gryffindor team celebrated.
"Yeah-hoo! Thanks to our new captain, and our new keeper (you both were fabulous, by the way), we won our first match!" said Fred.
"We would've made Wood proud." said Angelina.
"Oh well, who really cares about that? We won!" said George happily.
~::|::~
When the team got back to the common room, they found a crowd of people ready for celebration. As they entered the room, the crowd of Gryffindors burst into cheers. Everyone was there, except for Ron. They went for a round with food that the house-elves gave them, and even set off some of Fred and George's Filibuster's no-heat, wet-start fireworks. Hermione hung out with Joey, Parvati, and Lavender, leaving Harry with Fred, George, and the rest of the fifth-year boys. The party lasted until one o' clock in the morning, when finally Professor McGongall told them all to go to bed.
When Harry went up, surely, he found Ron lying on his own four-poster bed, reading The Cannons Famous Players that Harry gave Ron as a present in Diagon Alley.
"Having fun with your new status, Mr. Quidditch Captain?" Ron said sneerly. Harry decided to ignore that comment.
"Finally gotten up the courage to ask Hermione out?" Harry said. There was a moment of silence.
"Ok, you know what? Just because you're famous and everything, stuff it." Ron said. This comment really brought Harry's anger up.
"Well, why don't you stuff it! Just because you're jealous-"
"I'm only jealous because you're hanging out with Joey more than you are with me!" Ron shouted. He was lucky that the rest of the fifth-year Gryffindors were all downstairs, not being able to hear their noisy argument.
"What? Ron, you know I'm your, well, used to be, best friend."
"Yeah, I know...but you're hanging out with Joey more, and...well, why don't we be friends, again, ok? I've already forgiven you for the incident in the corridor." Ron held out his hand and tried to put up a smile.
"OK, then, I forgive you too." They shook hands and then hugged.
Harry was happy now: he was friends with Ron again, the combination of him being the captain and Joey as their new seeker won them their first game, it was all a happy day.