Another Disclaimer: Many thanks to "Quidditch Through the Ages" so I
actually look like I know what I'm talking about lol... but since I really
don't the rights are really JK Rowling's, I'm just borrowing them so I look
smart
Four~ Flight of Chaos
Flight had always been a source of victory and freedom. When she was really young, Jae remembered having a slight fear of heights. Her Gramma pushed her to learn to fly despite this and for many long years Jae Long conquered that fear. Now she felt so free when she flew on her custom made Firebolt XE. It was the fastest ever made and hers was black with silver markings on it that she had designed and embossed on it herself by use of her hand rather than by magic, and it gave her a source of pride.
She loved the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair as she reached her top speeds, but she normally kept her hair tied up when she played. Today she had braided her hair into pigtails.
The players floated in a circle around where the referee stood with the chest of balls. Jae looked to her side where Flint was and then looked ahead. She rubbed the sore spot on her neck and noticed Oliver staring at her. He saw she was in slight pain, and all she had to do was glance at Flint and Oliver could tell what had happened.
The Bludgers and snitch were released and shot up towards the sky. Jae braced herself as she eyed the Quaffle now in the referee's hands.
Up it went and all the Chasers made their dash towards the prize.
Out of the mob erupted one lone player with the Quaffle headed towards the Puddlemere Keeper. The Puddlemere Chasers were left behind in the wake of the black broom ridden by blood-red robes. Pigtails flying behind her, the fastest chaser in the world eyed her target.
Ding! The Quaffle went through the center hoop and Wigtown got their ten points. Oliver blinked a few times as he realized what had just happened. Jae Long passed in front of him and looked back and said, "Warning," and flew after the Quaffle.
She and the other Chaser on her team used the Wigtown Wanderers famed move, the Parkin's Pincher, crashed against the Chaser who now had it and Flint flew in towards the victim, depriving him of the ball and leaving him quite bruised.
Having obtained it he moved onwards to Wood's domain. This time the Keeper stopped the Quaffle with agility and it made it into the hands of one of his Chasers.
After a good ten minutes of the game the score was 10-10 and Jae had just been almost knocked off her broom by a perfectly aimed Bludger. Performing the Sloth Grip Roll, from her upside down position she shot the corresponding Beater a look that could kill. Finally regaining herself and making herself upright and less dizzy, she went about her business and obtained the Quaffle after smashing her victim into one of the audience stands.
Forming a Hawkshead Attacking Formation, the Wigtown Chasers flew towards the hoops, tossing it back and forth. After using this formation to intimidate the Puddlemere United team, Flint flew upwards with the Quaffle in a breakaway which caused Bludgers to be aimed at him by a Dopplebeater Defense. He tossed the Quaffle down to the waiting Jae, pulling out Porskoff Ploy, who pulled out her full speed towards the goal but suddenly a broom batted the ball away. Jae almost got hit with it and had to duck to save herself. She looked at her worthy opponent with shock in her eyes that such a well devised plan had failed.
Oliver just looked at her and smirked.
Jae's eyes followed the Quaffle but suddenly there was a loud bang.
The referee looked up and saw nothing, but the stands which had been full to capacity of fans were now suddenly emptier than a out-door pool in winter.
"Time!"
"What is it?" Flint asked coming down to the referee as Wood came down as well.
"Something's not right."
"But the game?"
"You can't cancel Quidditch," Oliver said.
Jae looked down at the referee as she sighed and called the game back on despite the eerie emptiness of the stadium.
It was another 10 minutes when Jae finally made another goal past Wood when there was another loud bang. When Jae looked around the referee was down, blood gushing out of her head. Jae flew suddenly behind one of Wood's three posts.
Without any warning, both teams' Beaters were thrown from their brooms. The Bludgers went totally mad and took out the Seekers without much effort. The goal posts on the other side suddenly crashed down killing the Chasers of Puddlemere, the Keeper and one of the Wigtown Chasers.
Oliver stared in awe and almost panicked but Jae looked on and made her way to his side. "Stick with me," she said with such calm in her voice he could do nothing else but listen to her.
The Bludgers had found a new target with Marcus Flint. He had flown around the stadium frantically dodging both of them. If it had not been as serious as it looked Jae would've wondered if he was training for the ballet. In the case it was in there appeared to be no hope of survival for any of them left.
One Bludger finally made contact by knocking Flint in the stomach and off his broom. Jae could see blood coming from the corner of his mouth as he fell to the ground. As if one hit and one fall wasn't enough, the other Bludger smashed him in his head and was destroyed along with his body. Jae shut her eyes. No matter how much she disliked Flint, she would've never wished this upon him or anyone else for this matter. The sight was too terrible for her to look upon or else all the food she had ate before the game would've been lost on the Quidditch pitch.
Oliver shuddered as well after witnessing this but the he suddenly realized that the last remaining Bludger was coming straight at him. Before he could move Jae was in front of him.
"Jae, no!" he cried but looked quickly and saw the Bludger frozen mid air. He came out from behind Jae and saw her eyes wide and unblinking in concentration with two of her fingers on her left hand pointed towards the possessed rock. With her remaining hand she pulled out her black and silver wand and exploded it. Sighing she turned to a wide-eyed Oliver. "It's not over yet," she said.
He merely nodded, but as his eyes followed hers, he saw a shadow coming near.
"To the ground," she barked, "Quick."
Oliver didn't hesitate and did as she said. He landed on the ground quickly but looked up to see Jae fly off her broom. Startled he reached for his wand but he was too late.
Instead she did a sumersault and landed on the ground on her two feet, bending from the pressure, but with feline grace.
Before Oliver could ask her how she did that, the shadow took the form of a man cloaked in black. No one needed to tell him who this was.
"You will not kill another, Voldemort!" Jae shouted standing in front of Oliver Wood, who had cringed at the mere mention of the name, "It is me you came for, let him be."
"Brave as always, Long, but foolish. Step aside and accept the inevidable."
"The inevidable is that I am not one to listen to orders from no one."
"You must learn who is of greater power, young witch."
"You must learn when to stop killing."
"Step aside, Long."
"No. You'd have to kill me first."
"I did not intend to kill you."
"Well I will not be joining you either."
"But you want power and fame."
"I never desired such things. They just came to me whether I wanted them or not."
"But they can be increased."
"I will not sell my soul for things that I never wanted and do not matter."
The cloaked man chuckled. Oliver looked between the two and was just in awe of the fearlessness Jae portrayed all around her. He wondered if she deep inside was scared to death, but whether she was or not, she certainly didn't show it.
"You can have the world if you joined me."
"Why would I want the world?"
"World domination is the desire of all."
"Oh is it? They tell me that world domination is much like taking a candy from a baby, although some of us might find that more difficult than others."
Oliver's eyes went wide but it was with seconds he heard the cursed words begin.
"Avade Ke..."
BANG!!!
Instead of the green light it was famed for a sudden lightning bolt jolted through the bright blue sky and struck both Voldemort and Jae. Oliver was bewildered as he looked down at his wand in his hand.
The cloaked creature vanished and Jae collapsed to the ground.
Oliver dropped his wand and knelt down to her side. He shook her with unconscious urgency. "Jae," he said softly, his voice cracking, "Jae." While he shook her something caught his eye. Something had changed in her appearance. Her braids had come undone and her soft wavy hair now was all over her face.
Oliver moved her hair away from her face and took his hand and rain his fingers along the outlining strands. There were two small bleach blond streaks now in her hair, the new color going all the way to her roots as if they had been there all along. Her bangs were still black as raven, but the blond outlines off set the hair with stark contrast. He traced these strands and looked at her face. Peaceful as in sleep, her eyes were closed. Her put his other hand on her stomach and noticed the rise and fall of her diaphragm, and sighed relief that she wasn't dead, yet.
A cloud rolled in and the scent of coming rain filled the air. Oliver quickly untied the strings on the front of his blue and gold robe and pulled Jae up to his chest. He wrapped what he could of his robe around her and placed his hand on her head and pulled her in close. A heavy downpour let loose on the ruins of the Quidditch pitch and Oliver Wood kissed the unconscious Jae Long on the top of her head and held onto her like there was nothing else left.
Four~ Flight of Chaos
Flight had always been a source of victory and freedom. When she was really young, Jae remembered having a slight fear of heights. Her Gramma pushed her to learn to fly despite this and for many long years Jae Long conquered that fear. Now she felt so free when she flew on her custom made Firebolt XE. It was the fastest ever made and hers was black with silver markings on it that she had designed and embossed on it herself by use of her hand rather than by magic, and it gave her a source of pride.
She loved the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair as she reached her top speeds, but she normally kept her hair tied up when she played. Today she had braided her hair into pigtails.
The players floated in a circle around where the referee stood with the chest of balls. Jae looked to her side where Flint was and then looked ahead. She rubbed the sore spot on her neck and noticed Oliver staring at her. He saw she was in slight pain, and all she had to do was glance at Flint and Oliver could tell what had happened.
The Bludgers and snitch were released and shot up towards the sky. Jae braced herself as she eyed the Quaffle now in the referee's hands.
Up it went and all the Chasers made their dash towards the prize.
Out of the mob erupted one lone player with the Quaffle headed towards the Puddlemere Keeper. The Puddlemere Chasers were left behind in the wake of the black broom ridden by blood-red robes. Pigtails flying behind her, the fastest chaser in the world eyed her target.
Ding! The Quaffle went through the center hoop and Wigtown got their ten points. Oliver blinked a few times as he realized what had just happened. Jae Long passed in front of him and looked back and said, "Warning," and flew after the Quaffle.
She and the other Chaser on her team used the Wigtown Wanderers famed move, the Parkin's Pincher, crashed against the Chaser who now had it and Flint flew in towards the victim, depriving him of the ball and leaving him quite bruised.
Having obtained it he moved onwards to Wood's domain. This time the Keeper stopped the Quaffle with agility and it made it into the hands of one of his Chasers.
After a good ten minutes of the game the score was 10-10 and Jae had just been almost knocked off her broom by a perfectly aimed Bludger. Performing the Sloth Grip Roll, from her upside down position she shot the corresponding Beater a look that could kill. Finally regaining herself and making herself upright and less dizzy, she went about her business and obtained the Quaffle after smashing her victim into one of the audience stands.
Forming a Hawkshead Attacking Formation, the Wigtown Chasers flew towards the hoops, tossing it back and forth. After using this formation to intimidate the Puddlemere United team, Flint flew upwards with the Quaffle in a breakaway which caused Bludgers to be aimed at him by a Dopplebeater Defense. He tossed the Quaffle down to the waiting Jae, pulling out Porskoff Ploy, who pulled out her full speed towards the goal but suddenly a broom batted the ball away. Jae almost got hit with it and had to duck to save herself. She looked at her worthy opponent with shock in her eyes that such a well devised plan had failed.
Oliver just looked at her and smirked.
Jae's eyes followed the Quaffle but suddenly there was a loud bang.
The referee looked up and saw nothing, but the stands which had been full to capacity of fans were now suddenly emptier than a out-door pool in winter.
"Time!"
"What is it?" Flint asked coming down to the referee as Wood came down as well.
"Something's not right."
"But the game?"
"You can't cancel Quidditch," Oliver said.
Jae looked down at the referee as she sighed and called the game back on despite the eerie emptiness of the stadium.
It was another 10 minutes when Jae finally made another goal past Wood when there was another loud bang. When Jae looked around the referee was down, blood gushing out of her head. Jae flew suddenly behind one of Wood's three posts.
Without any warning, both teams' Beaters were thrown from their brooms. The Bludgers went totally mad and took out the Seekers without much effort. The goal posts on the other side suddenly crashed down killing the Chasers of Puddlemere, the Keeper and one of the Wigtown Chasers.
Oliver stared in awe and almost panicked but Jae looked on and made her way to his side. "Stick with me," she said with such calm in her voice he could do nothing else but listen to her.
The Bludgers had found a new target with Marcus Flint. He had flown around the stadium frantically dodging both of them. If it had not been as serious as it looked Jae would've wondered if he was training for the ballet. In the case it was in there appeared to be no hope of survival for any of them left.
One Bludger finally made contact by knocking Flint in the stomach and off his broom. Jae could see blood coming from the corner of his mouth as he fell to the ground. As if one hit and one fall wasn't enough, the other Bludger smashed him in his head and was destroyed along with his body. Jae shut her eyes. No matter how much she disliked Flint, she would've never wished this upon him or anyone else for this matter. The sight was too terrible for her to look upon or else all the food she had ate before the game would've been lost on the Quidditch pitch.
Oliver shuddered as well after witnessing this but the he suddenly realized that the last remaining Bludger was coming straight at him. Before he could move Jae was in front of him.
"Jae, no!" he cried but looked quickly and saw the Bludger frozen mid air. He came out from behind Jae and saw her eyes wide and unblinking in concentration with two of her fingers on her left hand pointed towards the possessed rock. With her remaining hand she pulled out her black and silver wand and exploded it. Sighing she turned to a wide-eyed Oliver. "It's not over yet," she said.
He merely nodded, but as his eyes followed hers, he saw a shadow coming near.
"To the ground," she barked, "Quick."
Oliver didn't hesitate and did as she said. He landed on the ground quickly but looked up to see Jae fly off her broom. Startled he reached for his wand but he was too late.
Instead she did a sumersault and landed on the ground on her two feet, bending from the pressure, but with feline grace.
Before Oliver could ask her how she did that, the shadow took the form of a man cloaked in black. No one needed to tell him who this was.
"You will not kill another, Voldemort!" Jae shouted standing in front of Oliver Wood, who had cringed at the mere mention of the name, "It is me you came for, let him be."
"Brave as always, Long, but foolish. Step aside and accept the inevidable."
"The inevidable is that I am not one to listen to orders from no one."
"You must learn who is of greater power, young witch."
"You must learn when to stop killing."
"Step aside, Long."
"No. You'd have to kill me first."
"I did not intend to kill you."
"Well I will not be joining you either."
"But you want power and fame."
"I never desired such things. They just came to me whether I wanted them or not."
"But they can be increased."
"I will not sell my soul for things that I never wanted and do not matter."
The cloaked man chuckled. Oliver looked between the two and was just in awe of the fearlessness Jae portrayed all around her. He wondered if she deep inside was scared to death, but whether she was or not, she certainly didn't show it.
"You can have the world if you joined me."
"Why would I want the world?"
"World domination is the desire of all."
"Oh is it? They tell me that world domination is much like taking a candy from a baby, although some of us might find that more difficult than others."
Oliver's eyes went wide but it was with seconds he heard the cursed words begin.
"Avade Ke..."
BANG!!!
Instead of the green light it was famed for a sudden lightning bolt jolted through the bright blue sky and struck both Voldemort and Jae. Oliver was bewildered as he looked down at his wand in his hand.
The cloaked creature vanished and Jae collapsed to the ground.
Oliver dropped his wand and knelt down to her side. He shook her with unconscious urgency. "Jae," he said softly, his voice cracking, "Jae." While he shook her something caught his eye. Something had changed in her appearance. Her braids had come undone and her soft wavy hair now was all over her face.
Oliver moved her hair away from her face and took his hand and rain his fingers along the outlining strands. There were two small bleach blond streaks now in her hair, the new color going all the way to her roots as if they had been there all along. Her bangs were still black as raven, but the blond outlines off set the hair with stark contrast. He traced these strands and looked at her face. Peaceful as in sleep, her eyes were closed. Her put his other hand on her stomach and noticed the rise and fall of her diaphragm, and sighed relief that she wasn't dead, yet.
A cloud rolled in and the scent of coming rain filled the air. Oliver quickly untied the strings on the front of his blue and gold robe and pulled Jae up to his chest. He wrapped what he could of his robe around her and placed his hand on her head and pulled her in close. A heavy downpour let loose on the ruins of the Quidditch pitch and Oliver Wood kissed the unconscious Jae Long on the top of her head and held onto her like there was nothing else left.