I was hopping up and down in the Ravenclaw tent waiting for the announcer
to call our team. This was it; The Quidditch Cup Finals. I guess I was the
only one really nervous because everyone else was wrestling each other;
boys will be boys I suppose.
Yup. That's right. I'm the only female player on the team. That's why I was surprised that they named me team captain. After Cho quit last year, since she felt too terrible because of what happened to Cedric, the Ravenclaw Quidditch team needed a seeker. I tried out and got the position. At first it was a little odd being the only girl on the team, but I got used to the crude jokes and noogies.
So now I'm here, gripping my broom so tight that my palms are sweaty.
"Aw, don't sweat it, Rob. We'll beat the crap out of Slytherin!" Sam said and patted my shoulder.
"I guess..." I said still bouncing on the balls of my feet.
"No. You KNOW." He said and chuckled as he joined the small wrestling match going on.
I smiled. My team really had changed since Mark had left. Sam was usually the kind of person that could care less if we won or lost; now he's determined to win every game we play. Great, now I'm a miracle healer.
I laughed at my own little comment and put my gloves on. Oh, right...This is where I'm suppose to give a speech to the team. Right.
"Ok, team! Over here!" Well, here goes nothing. Everyone gathered around in a small, deformed circle and waited for my little lecture, "Slytherin IS pretty well known for their shenanigans here and there and as you know, they don't exactly play fair. I want you to look out for each other; you see a Slytherin ready to pull a dirty trick on someone, do something. Ok, let's go!" I finished and walked up the stairs to the opening of the tent into the stadium field.
"Welcome everyone to this years Quidditch finals; Slytherin versus Ravenclaw!"
I knew a lot of people were rooting for the Ravenclaw Team, but that many more were rooting for Draco. Ah, yes, his own personal fan club. Woo-hoo. I bet more than half the people rooting for Draco don't know a damn thing about Quidditch. My thoughts broke as I heard my name from the announcer.
"Ravenclaw's captain and seeker; Robin Blaisyer!"
I mounted my broom and kicked off as I flew over the crowd. I tried not to say or do anything as I swooped over the Hufflepuff section and found that of course, my "friends" were rooting for Draco. I guess I really didn't consider them friends; more like unpleasant acquaintances. I swooped down to the ground where Madame Hooch was waiting. The whole Ravenclaw team had been called and now were waiting for our adversaries; Slytherin.
"Draco Malfoy!" The announcer said as screaming girls followed.
"Just like Robin, Slytherin's captain also plays seeker. This should be quite interesting!" The second announcer said.
"You said it! It looks like he has lots of fans too!"
Draco flew around the crowd once or twice before finally lowering towards the ground. He stood two feet away from me as I gave him one of my piercing glares.
"Looks like I have a lot of fans, eh?" Draco said looking at the signs and poster around the stadium that said things like, "WE LOVE DRACO". He gasped, pretending he was surprised and faced back towards me.
"Fans for your looks, not your talent. A cute face doesn't win you a Quidditch match." I sneered.
"We'll see who has the talent, Ms. Blaisyer." He said and smirked. God, could he just stop with the smirking?!
All of the Slytherin team members had been announced and the game would start any minute now. Draco saw me bite my lower lip as he snickered.
"What's a matter? Afraid?" Draco said tauntingly.
"Yeah, afraid of what your face will look like after you've lost." I come- backed and faced Madame Hooch.
"Draco...Robin, shake hands." Madame Hooch said looking at Draco suspiciously.
Draco put out his hand as I reluctantly shook it and sent sparks of anger at him. I shook his hand tightly hoping to break his arm. We both let go at the same time and waited for Madame Hooch's instructions.
"Mount your brooms, please."
I gripped my Firebolt 5000 and saw Draco waving to the crowd. Show-off.
I heard Madame Hooch's whistle and flew up in the air near the middle of the field, looking for the snitch.
Twenty minutes had passed and still no sign of the snitch. The score was forty to forty. I rotated myself around and saw that the Slytherin chaser had just tried to score, but missed. He seemed extremely agitated since that had been his tenth missed shot in a row. I saw him fly over towards his team's beater and take the club from him. Immediately, I knew what he was planning. Same thing had happened to Gryffindor's ex-captain, Oliver Wood about six years ago. I quickly flew over towards Trent, Ravenclaw's keeper, and spotted the Slytherin chaser hit a bludger towards him.
"TRENT!! WATCH OUT!" I yelled and sped towards him. I pushed him out of the way just in time as the bludger went passed us and came back towards the Slytherins.
"That was close..." I said, starting to fly back to my look-out position. I turned around to see Trent with his mouth opened and his eyes wide, "Get back into the game, Trent!" I yelled as Trent shook his head and put back his game face.
I turned just in time to see the snitch fly past my left ear. I turned my broom around and sped towards the golden sphere. I barley missed the two beaters coming after me as I dived towards the ground. I could hear some of the Slytherins shout to Malfoy where the snitch was and heard his Silver Slasher pierce the air around it, speeding towards the Snitch and I. I zoomed into the left side of the snitch and reached out my hand. My wrist was grabbed by Draco as he twisted me around and let go, leaving me spinning out of control. The spinning finally stopped and I dashed back to the snitch. Just in time too because when I got next to Draco, he was just about to catch the snitch. I rammed him from the side as he did a loop-de- loop on his broom but came back strong. The snitch suddenly turned right and dived towards the ground. Draco was now across from me as we gave each other a quick glare before both of us plummeted after the snitch. As I was speeding down towards the snitch, I started climbing down my broom inch-by- inch to get closer. I glanced to my left and saw that Draco and I were both neck and neck; it was anyone's game. I urged my broom to go faster as I reached out my hand; the snitch only three feet away from me. I squinted my eyes in attempts to stop the strong air from creating foggy tears as I finally lunged for the snitch.
******* Sorry! I'm so evil!!!
I'd like to thank my reviewers for urging me to continue! I'll list ALL of you on the last page of my story! ^__^
Yup. That's right. I'm the only female player on the team. That's why I was surprised that they named me team captain. After Cho quit last year, since she felt too terrible because of what happened to Cedric, the Ravenclaw Quidditch team needed a seeker. I tried out and got the position. At first it was a little odd being the only girl on the team, but I got used to the crude jokes and noogies.
So now I'm here, gripping my broom so tight that my palms are sweaty.
"Aw, don't sweat it, Rob. We'll beat the crap out of Slytherin!" Sam said and patted my shoulder.
"I guess..." I said still bouncing on the balls of my feet.
"No. You KNOW." He said and chuckled as he joined the small wrestling match going on.
I smiled. My team really had changed since Mark had left. Sam was usually the kind of person that could care less if we won or lost; now he's determined to win every game we play. Great, now I'm a miracle healer.
I laughed at my own little comment and put my gloves on. Oh, right...This is where I'm suppose to give a speech to the team. Right.
"Ok, team! Over here!" Well, here goes nothing. Everyone gathered around in a small, deformed circle and waited for my little lecture, "Slytherin IS pretty well known for their shenanigans here and there and as you know, they don't exactly play fair. I want you to look out for each other; you see a Slytherin ready to pull a dirty trick on someone, do something. Ok, let's go!" I finished and walked up the stairs to the opening of the tent into the stadium field.
"Welcome everyone to this years Quidditch finals; Slytherin versus Ravenclaw!"
I knew a lot of people were rooting for the Ravenclaw Team, but that many more were rooting for Draco. Ah, yes, his own personal fan club. Woo-hoo. I bet more than half the people rooting for Draco don't know a damn thing about Quidditch. My thoughts broke as I heard my name from the announcer.
"Ravenclaw's captain and seeker; Robin Blaisyer!"
I mounted my broom and kicked off as I flew over the crowd. I tried not to say or do anything as I swooped over the Hufflepuff section and found that of course, my "friends" were rooting for Draco. I guess I really didn't consider them friends; more like unpleasant acquaintances. I swooped down to the ground where Madame Hooch was waiting. The whole Ravenclaw team had been called and now were waiting for our adversaries; Slytherin.
"Draco Malfoy!" The announcer said as screaming girls followed.
"Just like Robin, Slytherin's captain also plays seeker. This should be quite interesting!" The second announcer said.
"You said it! It looks like he has lots of fans too!"
Draco flew around the crowd once or twice before finally lowering towards the ground. He stood two feet away from me as I gave him one of my piercing glares.
"Looks like I have a lot of fans, eh?" Draco said looking at the signs and poster around the stadium that said things like, "WE LOVE DRACO". He gasped, pretending he was surprised and faced back towards me.
"Fans for your looks, not your talent. A cute face doesn't win you a Quidditch match." I sneered.
"We'll see who has the talent, Ms. Blaisyer." He said and smirked. God, could he just stop with the smirking?!
All of the Slytherin team members had been announced and the game would start any minute now. Draco saw me bite my lower lip as he snickered.
"What's a matter? Afraid?" Draco said tauntingly.
"Yeah, afraid of what your face will look like after you've lost." I come- backed and faced Madame Hooch.
"Draco...Robin, shake hands." Madame Hooch said looking at Draco suspiciously.
Draco put out his hand as I reluctantly shook it and sent sparks of anger at him. I shook his hand tightly hoping to break his arm. We both let go at the same time and waited for Madame Hooch's instructions.
"Mount your brooms, please."
I gripped my Firebolt 5000 and saw Draco waving to the crowd. Show-off.
I heard Madame Hooch's whistle and flew up in the air near the middle of the field, looking for the snitch.
Twenty minutes had passed and still no sign of the snitch. The score was forty to forty. I rotated myself around and saw that the Slytherin chaser had just tried to score, but missed. He seemed extremely agitated since that had been his tenth missed shot in a row. I saw him fly over towards his team's beater and take the club from him. Immediately, I knew what he was planning. Same thing had happened to Gryffindor's ex-captain, Oliver Wood about six years ago. I quickly flew over towards Trent, Ravenclaw's keeper, and spotted the Slytherin chaser hit a bludger towards him.
"TRENT!! WATCH OUT!" I yelled and sped towards him. I pushed him out of the way just in time as the bludger went passed us and came back towards the Slytherins.
"That was close..." I said, starting to fly back to my look-out position. I turned around to see Trent with his mouth opened and his eyes wide, "Get back into the game, Trent!" I yelled as Trent shook his head and put back his game face.
I turned just in time to see the snitch fly past my left ear. I turned my broom around and sped towards the golden sphere. I barley missed the two beaters coming after me as I dived towards the ground. I could hear some of the Slytherins shout to Malfoy where the snitch was and heard his Silver Slasher pierce the air around it, speeding towards the Snitch and I. I zoomed into the left side of the snitch and reached out my hand. My wrist was grabbed by Draco as he twisted me around and let go, leaving me spinning out of control. The spinning finally stopped and I dashed back to the snitch. Just in time too because when I got next to Draco, he was just about to catch the snitch. I rammed him from the side as he did a loop-de- loop on his broom but came back strong. The snitch suddenly turned right and dived towards the ground. Draco was now across from me as we gave each other a quick glare before both of us plummeted after the snitch. As I was speeding down towards the snitch, I started climbing down my broom inch-by- inch to get closer. I glanced to my left and saw that Draco and I were both neck and neck; it was anyone's game. I urged my broom to go faster as I reached out my hand; the snitch only three feet away from me. I squinted my eyes in attempts to stop the strong air from creating foggy tears as I finally lunged for the snitch.
******* Sorry! I'm so evil!!!
I'd like to thank my reviewers for urging me to continue! I'll list ALL of you on the last page of my story! ^__^
