Please do note that all HP characters are property of JK Rowling. The
characters of Nyx, Brenna, Thursday, Wolfe, Syke, and any other
unrecognized names are property of Denise G., and ME (excluding any
Hogwarts student only mentioned once in the real story)!!!!!
Chapter Six
Ravenclaw versus Slytherin
After dinner, Brenna sat on the hillside overlooking the lush, green Quidditch field. Hours ago she'd finished her guide tour with Cho, of all places she hadn't visited; the library, Filch's office, the prefect lounge, and the Owlery. The last place she had taken Brenna was the Quidditch field. Cho mentioned that tryouts for the House Quidditch teams were the next day. Since Cho already knew that Brenna was an experienced Chaser, she had encouraged Brenna to tryout.
Not having touched her Nimbus 2001 since the end of the last school year, Brenna was unsure of her chances to even make the reserve team. Her mother and father had been her biggest supporters, and they had been the ones to give her the Nimbus 2001. But they weren't here. Not anymore.
Finally, after a deep confirming sigh, she'd made a decision. She was going to do it. "It's not like I've got anything better to do," thought Brenna aloud, "I've just gotta make sure it doesn't get out of hand." With that, she picked herself of the ground and went back to the castle to sign up.
Once inside, Brenna quickly made her way to the doors of the Great Hall where the lists were posted for aspiring Quidditch players to sign. She picked up the Self-Inking quill that had been attached next to the signup sheets when a familiar drawling voice came from behind her. "Rather common looking aren't we today, Brenna."
Brenna dropped the quill and winced before turning around to come face to face with Draco Malfoy. She didn't like the way her name sounded as it rolled off his tongue. Of course, as Nyx often said, he could make the sweetest poetry sound like nails on a chalkboard. "I beg your pardon?" Brenna asked in a wavering voice.
"I was just mentioning how, common, you are looking this evening, of course, I wouldn't expect much from a Ravenclaw. . ." Brenna looked down at what she was wearing, unable to speak. This evening she had decided to put away her robes for the weekend and don Muggle clothing. Her pink peasant blouse with the low shoulders was almost new as was her flare jeans. Brenna thought she looked perfectly fine but she wasn't about to be brave enough to say anything. He came closer to her placed his fingers underneath her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. "You could do great if you were in my house you know. We could become good friends, very good friends. I could give you anything you wanted." He then dropped Brenna's chin. Brenna quickly turned away from him and grabbed the quill she had dropped.
"So, you're trying out to play Quidditch, are you?" he said lazily.
"Yes," said Brenna, miraculously finding her voice.
"Even if you join that pathetic group of losers they try and call a team, you'll never win. You probably have no talent anyway."
"Do you have to take up the whole bloody hallway!" exclaimed Nyx. Malfoy turned to find Nyx, standing much shorter than him by at least a foot, growling ferociously at him. Nyx quickly spied Brenna and stopped growling. "I'm sorry, were you talking to this scumbag?"
"Yes, we were talking," said Malfoy.
Nyx resumed her growling. "I didn't ask you . . ."
"Bitch." Then Malfoy muttered something under his breath that Brenna couldn't hear, but apparently Nyx did.
"What did you say? I hope you didn't just say something about my father!"
"I did. Do you want me to say it clearer and in simpler terms so your unevolved brain can handle it? Your father is a sorry excuse for a supporter of You-Know-Who, and you're no better than he is!"
Brenna watched as Nyx's eyes turned a deep yellow and as she pounced on Malfoy just as he took out his wand to defend himself. She had him pinned to the ground and was now looking at him with a set of gleaming fangs bared and an almost animal madness radiated from her.
"You really seem to miss the hospital wing, don't you? Say one more thing about my family and I'll send you back there in pieces." She stepped off of him and stood up, her eyes having returned to their original icy- blue colour. Malfoy quickly stood up and started backing down the hallway.
"You may have fought me off this time, Nyx, but next time you won't be the victor!" he threatened, "There's definitely something weird about both of you, and I'm going to find it out!" With that, he sprinted down the corridor to the safety of the Slytherin commonroom.
"Everyone has a secret, Malfoy!" yelled Nyx. After a moment, she turned and faced Brenna, smiling. "I guess you are here to sign up for the Quidditch trials?" said Nyx, smiling as if nothing had just happened. Brenna was now backed up against the wall and very pale with fright. She nodded. "Well then, we'd better sign up!"
Brenna blinked and loosened the kung-fu grip she had on the quill. She quickly signed her name under the list for Ravenclaw and handed it off to Nyx who signed up under Gryffindor. "See you later!" said Nyx. Brenna watched bewilderedly as Nyx skipped back to her commonroom, whistling. When she'd disappeared, Brenna ran all the way back to the Ravenclaw commonroom without stopping.
Three Advanced Transfiguration classes and a day later, there was a buzz around the school about the first Quidditch match of the season: Ravenclaw versus Slytherin. Padma and Brenna made the team, Padma as the Keeper and Brenna as a Chaser. Nearly the entire Ravenclaw team was confident about today's match. Except for one person.
Brenna.
"Brenna, stop worrying!" said Terry at breakfast that morning. Brenna shook her head.
"I am terrified!" said Brenna, "What if I mess up?"
"It's just one game," said Mandy.
"Yeah, Brenn," said Padma, "You'll do fine! You're easily one of the best Chasers in this school. You rank right up there with Gryffindor Chasers Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet!"
"I don't know. I'm still nervous," said Brenna, taking a bite of a piece of toast.
"Now you're starting to make me nervous!"
Brenna smiled weakly at the joke, continuing to munch on her toast. Mandy gave Brenna a comforting pat on the back. "You'll do fine," she said.
Just then, Cho stood up. "Well, Brenna, Padma, we'd better go get ready!" she said. Brenna swallowed hard as she and Padma stood too.
"Good luck!" said Terry to Cho, Padma, and Brenna as the headed for the locker rooms.
A half an hour later the Ravenclaw Quidditch team was dressed in their blue and grey Quidditch robes. As they were pulling on their arm and leg guards, Cho gave a pep talk to them.
"We've undergone a major team transformation," she said, "I, as your new captain, shall lead you into the new season by wishing luck to our new teammates Stewart Ackerly, Padma Patil, and Brenna Ollivander." - The team clapped energetically. - "For most of us, we have experienced first hand how Slytherin plays, and we know there pretty tough. They fight dirty. But, as long as we play fair, we can win!"
"You said it, Cho!" replied Stewart, an African American second year that played as a Beater on the Ravenclaw team. Justin Clearwater, a tall third year with thick brown hair that was the other Beater, nodded in agreement.
A loud whistle sounded, signaling for the teams to come out onto the field. Cho grinned. "This is it," she said. With that, she motioned for the team to follow her out of the locker room.
Sunlight washed over the Ravenclaw team as they stepped out onto the filed. The crowd burst into applause. This gave Brenna the adrenaline rush she needed to push her anxiety out of her brain.
"Let's go!" yelled Cho over the noise of the crowd. The players mounted their brooms and kicked off the ground. Brenna took a quick lap around the circumference of the field while the commentator announced the players from the Ravenclaw team.
"Welcome to today's Quidditch match: Slytherin versus Ravenclaw," yelled the commentator through the magical megaphone, "Today looks to be an excellent day for Quidditch. Of course, since no one has a Firebolt, this game may last forever . . ."
"Lee Jordan! I told you not to do that!" yelled the familiar voice of Professor McGonagall.
"Sorry, Professor! Oh, it looks like the game is about to start!"
Madame Hooch walked onto the filed with her broomstick in one hand and the other dragging the crate that held the Quidditch balls. The Slytherin and Ravenclaw teams immediately hovered in the center of the field as Madame Hooch released the Golden Snitch and the Bludgers from their restraints. "On my whistle!" called Madame Hooch, "Three . . .two . . .one!" The whistle was blown and the red Quaffle was released into the air.
"Ravenclaw Chaser Joshua Davies seizes the Quaffle and weaves past two of Slytherin's Chasers," said Lee, "He quickly hands it off to Chaser Brenna Ollivander, a newcomer to the Ravenclaw team. A quite attractive addition if I do say so myself . . ."
"Jordan!" warned McGonagall.
"Well, anyway, Chaser Ollivander is showing some excellent skills as she passes to Chaser Ashton Quickle - OUCH! That's gotta hurt!"
One of the Slytherin Beaters had just pummeled Ashton with a Bludger. Ashton dropped the Quaffle and a Slytherin Chaser zoomed underneath him and caught it. Brenna only gave the guilty Beater a glance before zooming towards the goal posts, along with her fellow Chasers, Joshua and Ashton.
"Slytherin Chaser Montague is now in possession of the Quaffle and he quickly makes his way to the Ravenclaw goal posts. He aims to score and . . . Keeper Padma Patil makes an excellent save!" exclaimed Lee.
"Yea! Go, Padma!" exclaimed her sister, Parvati Patil.
"Excellent save!" yelled Cho. Padma smiled as she nodded her thanks and threw the Quaffle back into play. Brenna quickly took hold of it and sped away.
"Chaser Ollivander takes the Quaffle and passes to Davies, who passes it right back to Ollivander," said Lee. "She then passes to Quickle, narrowly missing a Bludger hit by Slytherin Beater Thursday Alucard."
"Thursday?!" exclaimed Brenna. She quickly turned and saw Thursday speeding up behind her. She looked absolutely evil. Thursday obviously wasn't the sweet little girl everyone thought her to be.
"Quickle reaches the Slytherin goal posts and scores!" yelled Lee, "Ravenclaw leads ten to zero! Hey! - Let go of the megaphone! " From the commentators box, Wolfe was fighting for his right to commentate. He and Lee often took turns commentating, but today Wolfe obviously thought he should have the megaphone.
Somehow he managed to wrench the megaphone from Lee's hands. As he used only a single hand to hold Lee back, Wolfe pressed the megaphone to his lips. "Slytherin Chaser Montague has possession of the Quaffle and heads for the goal posts," he said. Then a strangely sexy voice came out through the megaphone. "And for all you ladies out there, I am an attractive, single Slytherin who enjoys long walks on the beach, fine dinning, and lots of group - "
Lee managed to grab the megaphone, cutting off Wolfe's last words. "Hey, isn't that Syke?" he said.
"Syke?!" said Wolfe, "Where?!" Having actually spotted him, Wolfe managed to duck under the seats in time.
"Anyway," said Lee, "Slytherin is now in possession and playing what seems to be Keep Away with the Quaffle. Chaser Zabini shoots and . . .scores. Aw, man!"
"I hope Slytherin doesn't win," said Ron, as the Slytherin side burst into applause, "They don't deserve it."
"Yeah, Ravenclaw has a better Seeker anyway," replied Harry, watching Cho whizzing around the field after Malfoy.
Nyx and Hermione gave Harry an annoyed look. "Oh shut up, Harry," said Nyx angrily, before turning her attention back to the match.
The match continued on like this for awhile. Each team scored back and forth until the score was tied at seventy. The Slytherins were playing fiercer and dirtier, especially Thursday. She was particularly brutal. She was obviously trying to make up for when she missed Brenna with the Bludger she'd aimed at her. Since then, she had made several, very well aimed swings that hot their targets.
"Slytherin is in possession and Chaser Zabini speeds towards the Ravenclaw goal posts. He aims, and . . .oh no! Slytherin score, making it Ravenclaw seventy, Slytherin eighty," said Lee.
Just then, Madame Hooch blew her whistle and both teams came down to the ground. Brenna was the last to land and she quickly joined her teammates.
"Ok, we need to end this," replied Cho, "I'm not sure how long we can survive against those Beaters."
"Yeah," replied Justin, nursing a bloody nose he had just received before the time out was called.
"That Thursday girl hurts!" exclaimed Joshua, "She's so sweet when you talk to her in person, but it seems like she turns evil when she gets one of those Beater clubs in her hands!"
"Well, that explains how she got into Slytherin," said Ashton disgustedly.
"Look, it's obvious we underestimated the Slytherins," said Padma, "but if we can distract them, then Cho could get the Snitch and we can win this match!"
"Padma's right," said Cho, "I think it's a good time to put forward that new plan we practiced the other day, the Spiral Attack.
"But we just learned it two days ago!" said Brenna, "Are you sure it will work?"
"I'm with Brenna," said Stewart, "Do you think it's possible?"
Cho nodded. "Don't worry, it'll work," she said. Just then, Madame Hooch walked over them.
"Are you ready to resume play?" asked Madame Hooch.
"Yes, we're ready," said Cho. Madame Hooch nodded at them and went to ask the Slytherins if they were ready.
Everyone climbed on their brooms and kicked off. The whistle was blown and the Slytherins seized the Quaffle. "Wait for my signal!" Cho yelled to Brenna.
"Chaser Montague is speeding his way towards the Ravenclaw goal posts," said Lee, "but, his pathway seems to be unusually clear. Come on guys! Don't let them win!"
"NOW!" yelled Cho. The team jumped into action. All the Ravenclaw Chasers got into the Hawkshead Attacking Formation, with Brenna leading the way. Stewart Ackerly swung hard at a Bludger, hitting Montague square in the stomach.
"An excellent move by Ravenclaw Beater Ackerly - take that you dirty scumbag! - and Montague drops the Quaffle. Chaser Ollivander swoops down to catch it, with Davies and Quickle closely following her. Ollivander is once again demonstrating her excellent Quidditch skills. I wonder if she's single - "
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry again, Professor! Chaser Ollivander turns and speeds away. They almost appear to be a giant wall as they get closer and closer to the Slytherin goal - keep your club down Bole! - but wait! Davies and Quickle break away, leaving Ollivander to score!"
Joshua sped away and began circling the Slytherin Beaters, as if to corral them. Ashton was chasing Malfoy around the field and away from Cho. Brenna quickly zoomed to the goal posts, spiraled around the Slytherin Keeper Derrick and scored.
"Brilliant! Ollivander scores! The score is now tied at eighty. Wow! It seems as though Chang's spotted the Snitch! With the distraction her Chasers are giving, this should be an easy catch! LOOK OUT! Malfoy has broken away from Quickle and is now after Chang, but . . .YES! THEY'VE DONE IT! Cho Chang has caught the Snitch and Ravenclaw wins two hundred and thirty to eighty!"
The applause of the crowd roared as the Ravenclaw team did a couple victory laps before touching down again. Then they happily walked off to the locker rooms. Brenna and Cho carried up the rear and just before they passed through the threshold, Ron, Harry, Nyx, and Hermione stopped them.
"That was a brilliant match," said Ron.
"Yeah, Cho made an excellent catch," said Harry. Cho blushed as Hermione gave Harry another annoyed look.
"I'm glad everyone came out of there without any broken bones!" said Hermione.
"Thursday nearly killed me!" said Brenna.
"She's only like that on the Quidditch field," said Nyx, pointing to the other side of the field. Brenna saw Thursday and Wolfe. Wolfe was trying to comfort Thursday as she was using her club to beat the stadium wall in anger. Smiling, he calmly took the club from her and she paused. Her sweet smile crept onto her face and was clearly visible all the way from where they were standing, as if nothing had happened.
"Are they dating?" asked Brenna.
"Nah, they're just really good friends," replied Ron, "But I'm kind of surprised they aren't arranged to be married."
Brenna gave Ron a puzzled look.
Nyx rolled her eyes. "Wolfe Slytherin, also known as the dormant heir, and Thursday Alucard are a part of one of those old wizarding families that were pretty much born royal or close to it," she replied.
"So what does that mean?" asked Harry.
"It means that Wolfe and Thursday are loaded with galleons and are in arranged marriages."
Before Brenna could respond, Cho spoke."Well, we'd better go back into the locker room so we can get ready for lunch," said Cho.
"Yeah," said Harry dreamily. Nyx gave Harry a dirty look.
"See you later!" said Brenna and Cho as they walked into the locker rooms.
"See ya!" said Nyx, Hermione, Ron, and Harry. Ron rolled his eyes at Harry and he and Nyx pulled him away from Cho, and towards the castle.
There's Chapter five. I like this chapter as well, it was really fun to write. My thanks to Denise for the beginning part of this story (she wrote that part). And now, I have a confession to make. For those of you who read my story, you may have realized a big mistake I have made in the story. Because, you see, Terry Boot is male, but I accidentally made him a female. For my purposes, Terry will stay female. I just wanted to let you all know. Please review!
Chapter Six
Ravenclaw versus Slytherin
After dinner, Brenna sat on the hillside overlooking the lush, green Quidditch field. Hours ago she'd finished her guide tour with Cho, of all places she hadn't visited; the library, Filch's office, the prefect lounge, and the Owlery. The last place she had taken Brenna was the Quidditch field. Cho mentioned that tryouts for the House Quidditch teams were the next day. Since Cho already knew that Brenna was an experienced Chaser, she had encouraged Brenna to tryout.
Not having touched her Nimbus 2001 since the end of the last school year, Brenna was unsure of her chances to even make the reserve team. Her mother and father had been her biggest supporters, and they had been the ones to give her the Nimbus 2001. But they weren't here. Not anymore.
Finally, after a deep confirming sigh, she'd made a decision. She was going to do it. "It's not like I've got anything better to do," thought Brenna aloud, "I've just gotta make sure it doesn't get out of hand." With that, she picked herself of the ground and went back to the castle to sign up.
Once inside, Brenna quickly made her way to the doors of the Great Hall where the lists were posted for aspiring Quidditch players to sign. She picked up the Self-Inking quill that had been attached next to the signup sheets when a familiar drawling voice came from behind her. "Rather common looking aren't we today, Brenna."
Brenna dropped the quill and winced before turning around to come face to face with Draco Malfoy. She didn't like the way her name sounded as it rolled off his tongue. Of course, as Nyx often said, he could make the sweetest poetry sound like nails on a chalkboard. "I beg your pardon?" Brenna asked in a wavering voice.
"I was just mentioning how, common, you are looking this evening, of course, I wouldn't expect much from a Ravenclaw. . ." Brenna looked down at what she was wearing, unable to speak. This evening she had decided to put away her robes for the weekend and don Muggle clothing. Her pink peasant blouse with the low shoulders was almost new as was her flare jeans. Brenna thought she looked perfectly fine but she wasn't about to be brave enough to say anything. He came closer to her placed his fingers underneath her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. "You could do great if you were in my house you know. We could become good friends, very good friends. I could give you anything you wanted." He then dropped Brenna's chin. Brenna quickly turned away from him and grabbed the quill she had dropped.
"So, you're trying out to play Quidditch, are you?" he said lazily.
"Yes," said Brenna, miraculously finding her voice.
"Even if you join that pathetic group of losers they try and call a team, you'll never win. You probably have no talent anyway."
"Do you have to take up the whole bloody hallway!" exclaimed Nyx. Malfoy turned to find Nyx, standing much shorter than him by at least a foot, growling ferociously at him. Nyx quickly spied Brenna and stopped growling. "I'm sorry, were you talking to this scumbag?"
"Yes, we were talking," said Malfoy.
Nyx resumed her growling. "I didn't ask you . . ."
"Bitch." Then Malfoy muttered something under his breath that Brenna couldn't hear, but apparently Nyx did.
"What did you say? I hope you didn't just say something about my father!"
"I did. Do you want me to say it clearer and in simpler terms so your unevolved brain can handle it? Your father is a sorry excuse for a supporter of You-Know-Who, and you're no better than he is!"
Brenna watched as Nyx's eyes turned a deep yellow and as she pounced on Malfoy just as he took out his wand to defend himself. She had him pinned to the ground and was now looking at him with a set of gleaming fangs bared and an almost animal madness radiated from her.
"You really seem to miss the hospital wing, don't you? Say one more thing about my family and I'll send you back there in pieces." She stepped off of him and stood up, her eyes having returned to their original icy- blue colour. Malfoy quickly stood up and started backing down the hallway.
"You may have fought me off this time, Nyx, but next time you won't be the victor!" he threatened, "There's definitely something weird about both of you, and I'm going to find it out!" With that, he sprinted down the corridor to the safety of the Slytherin commonroom.
"Everyone has a secret, Malfoy!" yelled Nyx. After a moment, she turned and faced Brenna, smiling. "I guess you are here to sign up for the Quidditch trials?" said Nyx, smiling as if nothing had just happened. Brenna was now backed up against the wall and very pale with fright. She nodded. "Well then, we'd better sign up!"
Brenna blinked and loosened the kung-fu grip she had on the quill. She quickly signed her name under the list for Ravenclaw and handed it off to Nyx who signed up under Gryffindor. "See you later!" said Nyx. Brenna watched bewilderedly as Nyx skipped back to her commonroom, whistling. When she'd disappeared, Brenna ran all the way back to the Ravenclaw commonroom without stopping.
Three Advanced Transfiguration classes and a day later, there was a buzz around the school about the first Quidditch match of the season: Ravenclaw versus Slytherin. Padma and Brenna made the team, Padma as the Keeper and Brenna as a Chaser. Nearly the entire Ravenclaw team was confident about today's match. Except for one person.
Brenna.
"Brenna, stop worrying!" said Terry at breakfast that morning. Brenna shook her head.
"I am terrified!" said Brenna, "What if I mess up?"
"It's just one game," said Mandy.
"Yeah, Brenn," said Padma, "You'll do fine! You're easily one of the best Chasers in this school. You rank right up there with Gryffindor Chasers Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet!"
"I don't know. I'm still nervous," said Brenna, taking a bite of a piece of toast.
"Now you're starting to make me nervous!"
Brenna smiled weakly at the joke, continuing to munch on her toast. Mandy gave Brenna a comforting pat on the back. "You'll do fine," she said.
Just then, Cho stood up. "Well, Brenna, Padma, we'd better go get ready!" she said. Brenna swallowed hard as she and Padma stood too.
"Good luck!" said Terry to Cho, Padma, and Brenna as the headed for the locker rooms.
A half an hour later the Ravenclaw Quidditch team was dressed in their blue and grey Quidditch robes. As they were pulling on their arm and leg guards, Cho gave a pep talk to them.
"We've undergone a major team transformation," she said, "I, as your new captain, shall lead you into the new season by wishing luck to our new teammates Stewart Ackerly, Padma Patil, and Brenna Ollivander." - The team clapped energetically. - "For most of us, we have experienced first hand how Slytherin plays, and we know there pretty tough. They fight dirty. But, as long as we play fair, we can win!"
"You said it, Cho!" replied Stewart, an African American second year that played as a Beater on the Ravenclaw team. Justin Clearwater, a tall third year with thick brown hair that was the other Beater, nodded in agreement.
A loud whistle sounded, signaling for the teams to come out onto the field. Cho grinned. "This is it," she said. With that, she motioned for the team to follow her out of the locker room.
Sunlight washed over the Ravenclaw team as they stepped out onto the filed. The crowd burst into applause. This gave Brenna the adrenaline rush she needed to push her anxiety out of her brain.
"Let's go!" yelled Cho over the noise of the crowd. The players mounted their brooms and kicked off the ground. Brenna took a quick lap around the circumference of the field while the commentator announced the players from the Ravenclaw team.
"Welcome to today's Quidditch match: Slytherin versus Ravenclaw," yelled the commentator through the magical megaphone, "Today looks to be an excellent day for Quidditch. Of course, since no one has a Firebolt, this game may last forever . . ."
"Lee Jordan! I told you not to do that!" yelled the familiar voice of Professor McGonagall.
"Sorry, Professor! Oh, it looks like the game is about to start!"
Madame Hooch walked onto the filed with her broomstick in one hand and the other dragging the crate that held the Quidditch balls. The Slytherin and Ravenclaw teams immediately hovered in the center of the field as Madame Hooch released the Golden Snitch and the Bludgers from their restraints. "On my whistle!" called Madame Hooch, "Three . . .two . . .one!" The whistle was blown and the red Quaffle was released into the air.
"Ravenclaw Chaser Joshua Davies seizes the Quaffle and weaves past two of Slytherin's Chasers," said Lee, "He quickly hands it off to Chaser Brenna Ollivander, a newcomer to the Ravenclaw team. A quite attractive addition if I do say so myself . . ."
"Jordan!" warned McGonagall.
"Well, anyway, Chaser Ollivander is showing some excellent skills as she passes to Chaser Ashton Quickle - OUCH! That's gotta hurt!"
One of the Slytherin Beaters had just pummeled Ashton with a Bludger. Ashton dropped the Quaffle and a Slytherin Chaser zoomed underneath him and caught it. Brenna only gave the guilty Beater a glance before zooming towards the goal posts, along with her fellow Chasers, Joshua and Ashton.
"Slytherin Chaser Montague is now in possession of the Quaffle and he quickly makes his way to the Ravenclaw goal posts. He aims to score and . . . Keeper Padma Patil makes an excellent save!" exclaimed Lee.
"Yea! Go, Padma!" exclaimed her sister, Parvati Patil.
"Excellent save!" yelled Cho. Padma smiled as she nodded her thanks and threw the Quaffle back into play. Brenna quickly took hold of it and sped away.
"Chaser Ollivander takes the Quaffle and passes to Davies, who passes it right back to Ollivander," said Lee. "She then passes to Quickle, narrowly missing a Bludger hit by Slytherin Beater Thursday Alucard."
"Thursday?!" exclaimed Brenna. She quickly turned and saw Thursday speeding up behind her. She looked absolutely evil. Thursday obviously wasn't the sweet little girl everyone thought her to be.
"Quickle reaches the Slytherin goal posts and scores!" yelled Lee, "Ravenclaw leads ten to zero! Hey! - Let go of the megaphone! " From the commentators box, Wolfe was fighting for his right to commentate. He and Lee often took turns commentating, but today Wolfe obviously thought he should have the megaphone.
Somehow he managed to wrench the megaphone from Lee's hands. As he used only a single hand to hold Lee back, Wolfe pressed the megaphone to his lips. "Slytherin Chaser Montague has possession of the Quaffle and heads for the goal posts," he said. Then a strangely sexy voice came out through the megaphone. "And for all you ladies out there, I am an attractive, single Slytherin who enjoys long walks on the beach, fine dinning, and lots of group - "
Lee managed to grab the megaphone, cutting off Wolfe's last words. "Hey, isn't that Syke?" he said.
"Syke?!" said Wolfe, "Where?!" Having actually spotted him, Wolfe managed to duck under the seats in time.
"Anyway," said Lee, "Slytherin is now in possession and playing what seems to be Keep Away with the Quaffle. Chaser Zabini shoots and . . .scores. Aw, man!"
"I hope Slytherin doesn't win," said Ron, as the Slytherin side burst into applause, "They don't deserve it."
"Yeah, Ravenclaw has a better Seeker anyway," replied Harry, watching Cho whizzing around the field after Malfoy.
Nyx and Hermione gave Harry an annoyed look. "Oh shut up, Harry," said Nyx angrily, before turning her attention back to the match.
The match continued on like this for awhile. Each team scored back and forth until the score was tied at seventy. The Slytherins were playing fiercer and dirtier, especially Thursday. She was particularly brutal. She was obviously trying to make up for when she missed Brenna with the Bludger she'd aimed at her. Since then, she had made several, very well aimed swings that hot their targets.
"Slytherin is in possession and Chaser Zabini speeds towards the Ravenclaw goal posts. He aims, and . . .oh no! Slytherin score, making it Ravenclaw seventy, Slytherin eighty," said Lee.
Just then, Madame Hooch blew her whistle and both teams came down to the ground. Brenna was the last to land and she quickly joined her teammates.
"Ok, we need to end this," replied Cho, "I'm not sure how long we can survive against those Beaters."
"Yeah," replied Justin, nursing a bloody nose he had just received before the time out was called.
"That Thursday girl hurts!" exclaimed Joshua, "She's so sweet when you talk to her in person, but it seems like she turns evil when she gets one of those Beater clubs in her hands!"
"Well, that explains how she got into Slytherin," said Ashton disgustedly.
"Look, it's obvious we underestimated the Slytherins," said Padma, "but if we can distract them, then Cho could get the Snitch and we can win this match!"
"Padma's right," said Cho, "I think it's a good time to put forward that new plan we practiced the other day, the Spiral Attack.
"But we just learned it two days ago!" said Brenna, "Are you sure it will work?"
"I'm with Brenna," said Stewart, "Do you think it's possible?"
Cho nodded. "Don't worry, it'll work," she said. Just then, Madame Hooch walked over them.
"Are you ready to resume play?" asked Madame Hooch.
"Yes, we're ready," said Cho. Madame Hooch nodded at them and went to ask the Slytherins if they were ready.
Everyone climbed on their brooms and kicked off. The whistle was blown and the Slytherins seized the Quaffle. "Wait for my signal!" Cho yelled to Brenna.
"Chaser Montague is speeding his way towards the Ravenclaw goal posts," said Lee, "but, his pathway seems to be unusually clear. Come on guys! Don't let them win!"
"NOW!" yelled Cho. The team jumped into action. All the Ravenclaw Chasers got into the Hawkshead Attacking Formation, with Brenna leading the way. Stewart Ackerly swung hard at a Bludger, hitting Montague square in the stomach.
"An excellent move by Ravenclaw Beater Ackerly - take that you dirty scumbag! - and Montague drops the Quaffle. Chaser Ollivander swoops down to catch it, with Davies and Quickle closely following her. Ollivander is once again demonstrating her excellent Quidditch skills. I wonder if she's single - "
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry again, Professor! Chaser Ollivander turns and speeds away. They almost appear to be a giant wall as they get closer and closer to the Slytherin goal - keep your club down Bole! - but wait! Davies and Quickle break away, leaving Ollivander to score!"
Joshua sped away and began circling the Slytherin Beaters, as if to corral them. Ashton was chasing Malfoy around the field and away from Cho. Brenna quickly zoomed to the goal posts, spiraled around the Slytherin Keeper Derrick and scored.
"Brilliant! Ollivander scores! The score is now tied at eighty. Wow! It seems as though Chang's spotted the Snitch! With the distraction her Chasers are giving, this should be an easy catch! LOOK OUT! Malfoy has broken away from Quickle and is now after Chang, but . . .YES! THEY'VE DONE IT! Cho Chang has caught the Snitch and Ravenclaw wins two hundred and thirty to eighty!"
The applause of the crowd roared as the Ravenclaw team did a couple victory laps before touching down again. Then they happily walked off to the locker rooms. Brenna and Cho carried up the rear and just before they passed through the threshold, Ron, Harry, Nyx, and Hermione stopped them.
"That was a brilliant match," said Ron.
"Yeah, Cho made an excellent catch," said Harry. Cho blushed as Hermione gave Harry another annoyed look.
"I'm glad everyone came out of there without any broken bones!" said Hermione.
"Thursday nearly killed me!" said Brenna.
"She's only like that on the Quidditch field," said Nyx, pointing to the other side of the field. Brenna saw Thursday and Wolfe. Wolfe was trying to comfort Thursday as she was using her club to beat the stadium wall in anger. Smiling, he calmly took the club from her and she paused. Her sweet smile crept onto her face and was clearly visible all the way from where they were standing, as if nothing had happened.
"Are they dating?" asked Brenna.
"Nah, they're just really good friends," replied Ron, "But I'm kind of surprised they aren't arranged to be married."
Brenna gave Ron a puzzled look.
Nyx rolled her eyes. "Wolfe Slytherin, also known as the dormant heir, and Thursday Alucard are a part of one of those old wizarding families that were pretty much born royal or close to it," she replied.
"So what does that mean?" asked Harry.
"It means that Wolfe and Thursday are loaded with galleons and are in arranged marriages."
Before Brenna could respond, Cho spoke."Well, we'd better go back into the locker room so we can get ready for lunch," said Cho.
"Yeah," said Harry dreamily. Nyx gave Harry a dirty look.
"See you later!" said Brenna and Cho as they walked into the locker rooms.
"See ya!" said Nyx, Hermione, Ron, and Harry. Ron rolled his eyes at Harry and he and Nyx pulled him away from Cho, and towards the castle.
There's Chapter five. I like this chapter as well, it was really fun to write. My thanks to Denise for the beginning part of this story (she wrote that part). And now, I have a confession to make. For those of you who read my story, you may have realized a big mistake I have made in the story. Because, you see, Terry Boot is male, but I accidentally made him a female. For my purposes, Terry will stay female. I just wanted to let you all know. Please review!