Spring was fast approaching, which meant the end of the quidditch
season. The day before Easter break would be the final match, Gryffindor
vs. Ravenclaw. It was the first time in quite a while Ravenclaw had made
it to the finals so the competition was getting pretty heated. Often times
the marauderettes would narrowly escape skirmishes in the hallway.
Alexia and Parvati joined Linnea, Piper, and Amerie on the Gryffindor side for the final match. Greg Johnson, a scrawny sixth year Hufflepuff was the narrator of the game due to the last narrator getting fired for prejudice.
"Ravenclaw and Gryffindor step out onto the field to begin the game."
The captains shook hands or rather they grabbed each others hand trying the find out whose bones would break faster, before they were broken up by Mr. Bauer.
"And the quaffle is released and Ravenclaw takes possession. Emmendorfer grabs hold and passes to Adkins, Adkins back to Emmendorfer, Emmendorfer to Cellini. Its madness the Gryffindor team can't touch these chasers. Emmendorfer can really pick 'em. Adkins shoots but no a beautiful save made by Patrick Konesko. --- A little background information while there setting up Patrick only a third year was found by captain Sarah Jordan and has proved to be a truly amazing asset to this team.--- And Gryffindor has the quaffle now and it appears they are using their beaters for quad protection I have never seen anything like it. Amazing the beater fires a bludger at the keeper which leaves the gate wide open and YES GIRARD SCORES ten points for Gryffindor."
The game was getting faster and more brutal Ravenclaw obviously had the best chasers in the school and scored a few times, but Patrick kept them out most of the time. And none of them could pass the Gryffindor plays, they were truly outrageous. At one point they brought in the seeker out of no where to score and tie the game sixty – to – sixty. It was beginning to get very late and a chill began to run across the crowd, if someone didn't catch the snitch soon this game was going to go into the night.
"Wait, is that..." Greg started but no one needed him to finish. Both Seekers had gone into a dash across the field the Ravenclaw seeker was a bit ahead of the Gryffindor but as Matt was riding the brand new "whistling whisper" he easily passed the Ravenclaw seeker and snagged the snitch just in time to circle the hoops.
"GRYFFINDOR WINS 210 – 60! GRYFFINDOR WINS THE QUDDITCH CUP!" But no one could hear him over the roar from the Gryffindor side, This was three years in a row they had won, not to mention it secured there place for the house cup for the first time in eight years.
The party that followed was extraordinary. The commons room was filled with streamers, banners, and of course people. Everyone, it seemed was enthralled in quidditch talk, except one.
"Linnea are you ok?" Piper asked as she walked up to Linnea who was sitting in the far corner of the common room merely gazing with a half bemused yet tearful look. Linnea didn't answer, merely stared and the wild crowd behind them.
"Linnea?" Piper asked again. Sitting down next to her Piper gazed around the room trying to figure out what could possible cause this sort of reaction.
"Everyone is so happy aren't they?" Linnea finally spoke.
Piper heaved a sigh of relief, "Yeah, it was pretty cool we won." She said leaning back against the chair with her hands behind her head.
"Yes they are all happy." Linnea said again in an airy dreamy sort of a voice.
Dropping her hands Piper leaned back up toward Linnea and looked around at her face. It was an expression Piper had never seen before, not emotionless, but every emotion all rolled into one.
"I can't be happy I can't celebrate can I Piper." she said turning to her.
"What!? Of course you can, why couldn't you?"
"It wouldn't be right would it?" She said looking back at the congregation of Gryffindors. "I want to be happy, to have fun and enjoy myself, but my parents, they can't, they never will be able to again. So how can I be so heartless as to forget about them and live my life as I normally would were they still here? I...I couldn't just forget them like that."
"You won't." came a deeper voice from behind. Both girls jumped and looked back to see Lupin kneeling by their shoulders. At some point during their talk he had sneaked up behind them. "Linnea, just because you live your life does not mean you forget the ones you've lost in the process. Your parents have been a part of your entire life. A lot of what you are today was because of their influence, and nothing will change that. And they will continue to be a part of you and your life for the rest of your days. The ones you love will never truly leave you. They will always be in your heart remember that Linnea." Patting Linnea reassuringly on the shoulder Lupin strolled back into the mass of people.
Piper looked back at Linnea who seemed to have dropped a few of the emotions she was carrying around and sat with a bit broader smile and a look of true admiration in her eyes, which Piper could only guess was for Lupin.
Straightening up Linnea said, "Well, how bout a game of chess than." She looked over at Piper who smiled broadly. The ran upstairs to get their chess sets and spent the rest of the night and even into the morning playing chess, yet never really talking. Piper figured it was for the best, Linnea kept that smile on her face, and only broadened it when she knew she was about to make a great move.
Alexia and Parvati joined Linnea, Piper, and Amerie on the Gryffindor side for the final match. Greg Johnson, a scrawny sixth year Hufflepuff was the narrator of the game due to the last narrator getting fired for prejudice.
"Ravenclaw and Gryffindor step out onto the field to begin the game."
The captains shook hands or rather they grabbed each others hand trying the find out whose bones would break faster, before they were broken up by Mr. Bauer.
"And the quaffle is released and Ravenclaw takes possession. Emmendorfer grabs hold and passes to Adkins, Adkins back to Emmendorfer, Emmendorfer to Cellini. Its madness the Gryffindor team can't touch these chasers. Emmendorfer can really pick 'em. Adkins shoots but no a beautiful save made by Patrick Konesko. --- A little background information while there setting up Patrick only a third year was found by captain Sarah Jordan and has proved to be a truly amazing asset to this team.--- And Gryffindor has the quaffle now and it appears they are using their beaters for quad protection I have never seen anything like it. Amazing the beater fires a bludger at the keeper which leaves the gate wide open and YES GIRARD SCORES ten points for Gryffindor."
The game was getting faster and more brutal Ravenclaw obviously had the best chasers in the school and scored a few times, but Patrick kept them out most of the time. And none of them could pass the Gryffindor plays, they were truly outrageous. At one point they brought in the seeker out of no where to score and tie the game sixty – to – sixty. It was beginning to get very late and a chill began to run across the crowd, if someone didn't catch the snitch soon this game was going to go into the night.
"Wait, is that..." Greg started but no one needed him to finish. Both Seekers had gone into a dash across the field the Ravenclaw seeker was a bit ahead of the Gryffindor but as Matt was riding the brand new "whistling whisper" he easily passed the Ravenclaw seeker and snagged the snitch just in time to circle the hoops.
"GRYFFINDOR WINS 210 – 60! GRYFFINDOR WINS THE QUDDITCH CUP!" But no one could hear him over the roar from the Gryffindor side, This was three years in a row they had won, not to mention it secured there place for the house cup for the first time in eight years.
The party that followed was extraordinary. The commons room was filled with streamers, banners, and of course people. Everyone, it seemed was enthralled in quidditch talk, except one.
"Linnea are you ok?" Piper asked as she walked up to Linnea who was sitting in the far corner of the common room merely gazing with a half bemused yet tearful look. Linnea didn't answer, merely stared and the wild crowd behind them.
"Linnea?" Piper asked again. Sitting down next to her Piper gazed around the room trying to figure out what could possible cause this sort of reaction.
"Everyone is so happy aren't they?" Linnea finally spoke.
Piper heaved a sigh of relief, "Yeah, it was pretty cool we won." She said leaning back against the chair with her hands behind her head.
"Yes they are all happy." Linnea said again in an airy dreamy sort of a voice.
Dropping her hands Piper leaned back up toward Linnea and looked around at her face. It was an expression Piper had never seen before, not emotionless, but every emotion all rolled into one.
"I can't be happy I can't celebrate can I Piper." she said turning to her.
"What!? Of course you can, why couldn't you?"
"It wouldn't be right would it?" She said looking back at the congregation of Gryffindors. "I want to be happy, to have fun and enjoy myself, but my parents, they can't, they never will be able to again. So how can I be so heartless as to forget about them and live my life as I normally would were they still here? I...I couldn't just forget them like that."
"You won't." came a deeper voice from behind. Both girls jumped and looked back to see Lupin kneeling by their shoulders. At some point during their talk he had sneaked up behind them. "Linnea, just because you live your life does not mean you forget the ones you've lost in the process. Your parents have been a part of your entire life. A lot of what you are today was because of their influence, and nothing will change that. And they will continue to be a part of you and your life for the rest of your days. The ones you love will never truly leave you. They will always be in your heart remember that Linnea." Patting Linnea reassuringly on the shoulder Lupin strolled back into the mass of people.
Piper looked back at Linnea who seemed to have dropped a few of the emotions she was carrying around and sat with a bit broader smile and a look of true admiration in her eyes, which Piper could only guess was for Lupin.
Straightening up Linnea said, "Well, how bout a game of chess than." She looked over at Piper who smiled broadly. The ran upstairs to get their chess sets and spent the rest of the night and even into the morning playing chess, yet never really talking. Piper figured it was for the best, Linnea kept that smile on her face, and only broadened it when she knew she was about to make a great move.