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Chapter 16
The Game
Cleo, Curania, A'lira, and Mêlée rushed from the dungeon after their lesson. The first Quidditch game was this afternoon. Gryffindor was facing Slytherin and both Cleo and Mêlée had to get ready. Mêlée had also made the Slytherin team as a keeper. A'lira and Curania were also on their house teams. Curania had tried out and succeeded at getting a chaser position while A'lira managed to get the keeper position. The sisters had always played at Salem so they were used to playing against each other. When they got out on the field they forgot the fact that they were sisters and played as if they didn't even know each other. It was a known fact that playing Quidditch was the only time that Mêlée ever acted like the Slytherin she was.
Cleo ran to the Gryffindor dressing rooms while Mêlée went to the Slytherin's and A'lira and Curania headed up to the stands. It wasn't long before the Slytherins walked out onto the field. Mêlée was easy to spot because of the bright red hair that she had pulled back into a green hair bow.
Then the Gryffindors marched out onto the pitch. Their red robes a sharp contrast to the green ones of the other team. Madam Houch walked out onto the pitch as referee. The two teams, except for Ron and Draco who were the team captains, mounted their brooms and rose into the air. Madam Houch instructed Ron and Draco to shake hands as team captains saying, "Now I want a good game, from all of you!"
"Scared, Weasel?" Draco sneered as they shook hands.
"You wish, Ferret." Ron sneered back then mounted his broom and rose into the air. The whistle blew and the game began. The players moved about so fast on the field that it was hard to keep up with what was happening without the voice of the commentator. The new commentator was a Gryffindor fifth year named Phoebe Carson and she possibly knew more about the game than the players themselves. She had taken over as commentator a year ago after the former commentator Lee Jordan had left.
"AND THEY'RE OFF. GRYFFINDOR CHASER LAUREN MALLOHAN HAS THE QUAFFLE! LOOK AT HER GO. SHE PASSES TO CHASER SEAMUS FINNAGIN. HE PASSES BACK. OH, INTERCEPTED BY SLYTHERIN CHASER MERVIN MEDRON. HE PASSES TO HIS TEAMMATE ÉTAÍN EVANSON. SHE RACES DOWN THE PITCH SHE SHOTS AND OHH RONALD WEASLEY BLOCKS! HE THROWS IT TO CASEY ROLLINEAS. SHE HEADS TOWARD TO GOALS. SHE PASSES TO LAUREN MALLOHAN. OH! SHE'S HIT BY A BLUDGER SENT BY GREGORY GOYLE AND SLYTHERIN TAKES POSSESTION. DAMN SLYTHERINS!"
"Carson no favoritism!" Professor McGonagall voice came over the speakers.
Ginny and Hermione smiled at each other. "Some things never change." Ginny smiled. Curania and A'lira just looked confused but turned back to the game.
"MERVIN PASSES TO ÉTAÍN. SHE PASSES BACK. SHE SHOOTS AND. OH SHE SCORES. SLYTHERIN LEDS; TEN TO ZERO. OKAY, GRYFFINDOR IN POSSESTION. SEAMUS RACES DOWN THE PITCH. HE PASSES TO LAUREN. SHE PASSES TO CASEY. SHE SHOOTS AND. SHE SCORES! TOUGH LUCK SLYTHERIN. MERVIN HAS THE QUAFFLE. HE PASSES TO HERAKLES HAMBLEDON. HE PASSES BACK. MERVIN SHOOTS AND. OH HE'S HIT BY A BLUDGER SENT BY CLEO BLACK! GO CLEO GO! LOOK AT THAT BROOM! IT'S ALMOST AS GOOD AS POTTER'S FIRBOLT! OH, IT'S A MILLINUEM FALCON HYPERDRIVE 5000! WOW! ITS AMAZING!"
"CARSON" Professor McGonagall warned. "This is not an advertisement for American Broom sticks. You'll lose."
"Yes, professor, I'm sorry." Phoebe answered before turning back to the game.
"GRYFFINDOR IN POSSESSION! SEAMUS PASSES TO LAUREN. LAUREN PASSES TO CASEY. LOOK AT HER GO! SHE SHOOTS AND. OH BLAOCKED BY SLYTHERIN KEEPER MÊLÉE BLACK! HAVE YOU SEEN HER BROOM! IT'S A BLACK PEARL! I LOVE THESE AMERICAN BROOMS!"
"CARSON!!!!!"
"YES MA'AM. OKAY BACK TO THE GAME. SLYTHERIN IN POSSESSION AGAIN. MERVIN HAS THE. OH! GRYFFINDOR SEEKER HARRY POTTER SEES THE SNITCH! HE DIVES AFTER IT! SLYTHERIN SEEKER AND CAPTAIN DRACO MALFOY SEES IT TO! HE FOLLOWS POTTER. THEY'RE NECK AND NECK. WOW, LOOK AT THEM GO! THEY'RE ALL OVER THE PITCH. MALFOY'S ALMOST GOT IT. OH GOOD MERLIN! HE'S HIT BY A BLUDGER SENT BY CLEO BLACK! HARRY POTTER'S GOT THE SNTICH! GRYFFINDOR WINS!"
Cheers echoed throughout the pitch as the Gryffindors spilled out onto the pitch. Harry landed his broom with the Snitch still in his hand. First his teammates hugged him and then he was bombarded by praises from the rest of the crowd.
Cleo walked up to Ron, "you're a good keeper, Ron. Better than I ever was."
"Thanks, Cleo. You did well too. Your sister isn't a bad keeper either, even if she is a Slytherin." He laughed.
"I heard that." Mêlée's voice came from behind them. Ron, Cleo and most of the rest of the crowd turned toward her. "Good game." She said.
"Y.y.yeah." Ron stuttered. It was still odd talking to a Slytherin who he wasn't insulting or insulting him.
"I didn't know you played beater so well, sis." She turned to her sister.
"Hey I didn't know either until I tried out. But I figured it's just like playing baseball like we used to at Salem." Cleo laughed.
"Yeah, I know." Mêlée said as Curania, A'lira, Ginny, and Hermione came up.
"Hey, great game you guys." Curania praised.
"Thanks," the team and Mêlée answered at once.
"Hey Mêlée! That broom you've got, what is it?" Lauren asked.
"Oh, it's a Black Pearl. One of the new styles that Disney Flyers Co. has come out with." She answered. "Curania's got a Delta Flyer NCC-1701."
"I got that from my former flying instructor Tom Paris. It was his own design. Only the second one ever made." Curania said proudly.
"I have a Valykerie 1500. It's made by Honda." A'lira offered. "We have some of the best in America."
"The only one better is a ThunderBird Mustang. Its made out of a special wood that is silver in color. And it flys like a dream. The Haileybury Hammers' all bought them for their team. Their bound to win this year!" Cleo exclaimed but before anyone could argue over whose team was best, added "Come on! I have to get out of these robes!" Everyone laughed and the team headed to the locker room.
Later that evening they gathered in the Great Hall for dinner. They had decided to eat at their own houses' tables. Mêlée sat at the end of the table closest to the door so as soon as she finished eating she could leave. But the voices of the people she hated most found their way to her ears.
"She caused us to loose!" Draco's voice came over the normal noise. "We would have won if she had actually played like she was a Slytherin."
"Oh I know Draco! She's an abomination! No Slytherin in the history of the world would ever act the way she does!" pansy added.
"Careful, pansy! She might hear you. You remember what her sisters did to you, Millicent, and Snape. She might hurt you." Draco laughed loudly.
Mêlée decided to just get up and leave. She'd lost her appetite and had no desire to listen to the sneers of her fellow housemates. She also didn't trust herself not to use her powers. She, unlike her sisters, couldn't find her center. Instead of felling security or peace or confidence or any good emotions, she felt deception, betrayal, and hate.
"Look at her go! I told you she was a traitor! Hanging out with Gryffindors! Bettcha she's gonna go to that table and her Mudblood friends." Pansy sneered loudly. "I heard that her mother is a squib. How did she ever get sorted into Slytherin." She added.
"But Pansy, You-Know-You was half-Muggle." Draco added laughing.
"Maybe we should watch out for her. She might follow in his footsteps." Pansy said.
Mêlée had heard enough. As she walked out of the Great Hall, she could her Pansy's screams as water shot out of her empty goblet and soaked her to the bone.
story. It is purely fanfiction.
Chapter 16
The Game
Cleo, Curania, A'lira, and Mêlée rushed from the dungeon after their lesson. The first Quidditch game was this afternoon. Gryffindor was facing Slytherin and both Cleo and Mêlée had to get ready. Mêlée had also made the Slytherin team as a keeper. A'lira and Curania were also on their house teams. Curania had tried out and succeeded at getting a chaser position while A'lira managed to get the keeper position. The sisters had always played at Salem so they were used to playing against each other. When they got out on the field they forgot the fact that they were sisters and played as if they didn't even know each other. It was a known fact that playing Quidditch was the only time that Mêlée ever acted like the Slytherin she was.
Cleo ran to the Gryffindor dressing rooms while Mêlée went to the Slytherin's and A'lira and Curania headed up to the stands. It wasn't long before the Slytherins walked out onto the field. Mêlée was easy to spot because of the bright red hair that she had pulled back into a green hair bow.
Then the Gryffindors marched out onto the pitch. Their red robes a sharp contrast to the green ones of the other team. Madam Houch walked out onto the pitch as referee. The two teams, except for Ron and Draco who were the team captains, mounted their brooms and rose into the air. Madam Houch instructed Ron and Draco to shake hands as team captains saying, "Now I want a good game, from all of you!"
"Scared, Weasel?" Draco sneered as they shook hands.
"You wish, Ferret." Ron sneered back then mounted his broom and rose into the air. The whistle blew and the game began. The players moved about so fast on the field that it was hard to keep up with what was happening without the voice of the commentator. The new commentator was a Gryffindor fifth year named Phoebe Carson and she possibly knew more about the game than the players themselves. She had taken over as commentator a year ago after the former commentator Lee Jordan had left.
"AND THEY'RE OFF. GRYFFINDOR CHASER LAUREN MALLOHAN HAS THE QUAFFLE! LOOK AT HER GO. SHE PASSES TO CHASER SEAMUS FINNAGIN. HE PASSES BACK. OH, INTERCEPTED BY SLYTHERIN CHASER MERVIN MEDRON. HE PASSES TO HIS TEAMMATE ÉTAÍN EVANSON. SHE RACES DOWN THE PITCH SHE SHOTS AND OHH RONALD WEASLEY BLOCKS! HE THROWS IT TO CASEY ROLLINEAS. SHE HEADS TOWARD TO GOALS. SHE PASSES TO LAUREN MALLOHAN. OH! SHE'S HIT BY A BLUDGER SENT BY GREGORY GOYLE AND SLYTHERIN TAKES POSSESTION. DAMN SLYTHERINS!"
"Carson no favoritism!" Professor McGonagall voice came over the speakers.
Ginny and Hermione smiled at each other. "Some things never change." Ginny smiled. Curania and A'lira just looked confused but turned back to the game.
"MERVIN PASSES TO ÉTAÍN. SHE PASSES BACK. SHE SHOOTS AND. OH SHE SCORES. SLYTHERIN LEDS; TEN TO ZERO. OKAY, GRYFFINDOR IN POSSESTION. SEAMUS RACES DOWN THE PITCH. HE PASSES TO LAUREN. SHE PASSES TO CASEY. SHE SHOOTS AND. SHE SCORES! TOUGH LUCK SLYTHERIN. MERVIN HAS THE QUAFFLE. HE PASSES TO HERAKLES HAMBLEDON. HE PASSES BACK. MERVIN SHOOTS AND. OH HE'S HIT BY A BLUDGER SENT BY CLEO BLACK! GO CLEO GO! LOOK AT THAT BROOM! IT'S ALMOST AS GOOD AS POTTER'S FIRBOLT! OH, IT'S A MILLINUEM FALCON HYPERDRIVE 5000! WOW! ITS AMAZING!"
"CARSON" Professor McGonagall warned. "This is not an advertisement for American Broom sticks. You'll lose."
"Yes, professor, I'm sorry." Phoebe answered before turning back to the game.
"GRYFFINDOR IN POSSESSION! SEAMUS PASSES TO LAUREN. LAUREN PASSES TO CASEY. LOOK AT HER GO! SHE SHOOTS AND. OH BLAOCKED BY SLYTHERIN KEEPER MÊLÉE BLACK! HAVE YOU SEEN HER BROOM! IT'S A BLACK PEARL! I LOVE THESE AMERICAN BROOMS!"
"CARSON!!!!!"
"YES MA'AM. OKAY BACK TO THE GAME. SLYTHERIN IN POSSESSION AGAIN. MERVIN HAS THE. OH! GRYFFINDOR SEEKER HARRY POTTER SEES THE SNITCH! HE DIVES AFTER IT! SLYTHERIN SEEKER AND CAPTAIN DRACO MALFOY SEES IT TO! HE FOLLOWS POTTER. THEY'RE NECK AND NECK. WOW, LOOK AT THEM GO! THEY'RE ALL OVER THE PITCH. MALFOY'S ALMOST GOT IT. OH GOOD MERLIN! HE'S HIT BY A BLUDGER SENT BY CLEO BLACK! HARRY POTTER'S GOT THE SNTICH! GRYFFINDOR WINS!"
Cheers echoed throughout the pitch as the Gryffindors spilled out onto the pitch. Harry landed his broom with the Snitch still in his hand. First his teammates hugged him and then he was bombarded by praises from the rest of the crowd.
Cleo walked up to Ron, "you're a good keeper, Ron. Better than I ever was."
"Thanks, Cleo. You did well too. Your sister isn't a bad keeper either, even if she is a Slytherin." He laughed.
"I heard that." Mêlée's voice came from behind them. Ron, Cleo and most of the rest of the crowd turned toward her. "Good game." She said.
"Y.y.yeah." Ron stuttered. It was still odd talking to a Slytherin who he wasn't insulting or insulting him.
"I didn't know you played beater so well, sis." She turned to her sister.
"Hey I didn't know either until I tried out. But I figured it's just like playing baseball like we used to at Salem." Cleo laughed.
"Yeah, I know." Mêlée said as Curania, A'lira, Ginny, and Hermione came up.
"Hey, great game you guys." Curania praised.
"Thanks," the team and Mêlée answered at once.
"Hey Mêlée! That broom you've got, what is it?" Lauren asked.
"Oh, it's a Black Pearl. One of the new styles that Disney Flyers Co. has come out with." She answered. "Curania's got a Delta Flyer NCC-1701."
"I got that from my former flying instructor Tom Paris. It was his own design. Only the second one ever made." Curania said proudly.
"I have a Valykerie 1500. It's made by Honda." A'lira offered. "We have some of the best in America."
"The only one better is a ThunderBird Mustang. Its made out of a special wood that is silver in color. And it flys like a dream. The Haileybury Hammers' all bought them for their team. Their bound to win this year!" Cleo exclaimed but before anyone could argue over whose team was best, added "Come on! I have to get out of these robes!" Everyone laughed and the team headed to the locker room.
Later that evening they gathered in the Great Hall for dinner. They had decided to eat at their own houses' tables. Mêlée sat at the end of the table closest to the door so as soon as she finished eating she could leave. But the voices of the people she hated most found their way to her ears.
"She caused us to loose!" Draco's voice came over the normal noise. "We would have won if she had actually played like she was a Slytherin."
"Oh I know Draco! She's an abomination! No Slytherin in the history of the world would ever act the way she does!" pansy added.
"Careful, pansy! She might hear you. You remember what her sisters did to you, Millicent, and Snape. She might hurt you." Draco laughed loudly.
Mêlée decided to just get up and leave. She'd lost her appetite and had no desire to listen to the sneers of her fellow housemates. She also didn't trust herself not to use her powers. She, unlike her sisters, couldn't find her center. Instead of felling security or peace or confidence or any good emotions, she felt deception, betrayal, and hate.
"Look at her go! I told you she was a traitor! Hanging out with Gryffindors! Bettcha she's gonna go to that table and her Mudblood friends." Pansy sneered loudly. "I heard that her mother is a squib. How did she ever get sorted into Slytherin." She added.
"But Pansy, You-Know-You was half-Muggle." Draco added laughing.
"Maybe we should watch out for her. She might follow in his footsteps." Pansy said.
Mêlée had heard enough. As she walked out of the Great Hall, she could her Pansy's screams as water shot out of her empty goblet and soaked her to the bone.