Chapter 12: Coordinating Cats
:::::::::::::::::::::::::Jimmi beat his head against the table constantly, "Er!" he cried, "I give up!" he moaned, putting his head on the desk.Artie looked at him with sympathy, "Cheer up Jim, it's not that hard." He said.Artie, being the kind and considerate best friend that he was, was proceeding to help Jimmi with his Potion's homework, however, either Jimmi was thick-headed towards Potions, or he just wasn't concentrating enough, as the duo had been in the school's library for two hours over a simple assignment."Jimmi no like potions." He muttered against the table.Artie rolled his eyes, "Let's just get you off the subject for a little while then, eh?" he paused, "Are you excited for the big game tomorrow?"Jimmi nodded, happy to talk about something he knew, "Heck ya! Gryffindor's going to whomp the Slimy gits."Artie broke into a huge grin, "It's hilarious! Gred and Forge are tearing their eyes out their so nervous! And Katie's having a great time tormenting them."Jimmi smiled, his two older brothers were both Chasers on the Gryffindor team, Katie was a Beater, and Alicia, not exactly the sporty type, was the equipment manager. "I bet.""Yeah, of course it'd be easier for the two if the Jordan girls weren't on the team as well.""They are? What positions do they play?"
"Erhm...... I think Juliette is the Keeper, and Tamara is the other Chaser."
"Who's the Captain?" asked Jimmi.
"Hudson Wood, of course, the other Beater." Said Artie.
Jimmi smiled, "Y'know, I'll do this stuff tomorrow, I mean, it's rather pointless, my thoughts aren't even on potions right now." He grinned, "I have a Galleon that the Gryffs are going to win tomorrow!"Artie laughed, "Good bet, everyone knows that Gryffindor has it in the bag."
Jimmi nodded, and without further adieu, the boys went back to their respective houses.
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The next morning, one could definitely tell that Quidditch season had begun. Everyone was running around, giving the rosters to everyone else, and other mischievous students, were placing bets.
Leda grinned, "I can't wait to see the game!"
Morwen nodded, "Slytherin is going to win!" she exclaimed.
Bert rubbed his chin, "I don't know, the Gryffindors have a new team captain, Hudson Wood."
Morwen rolled her eyes, "As if that'll make a difference."
Bert grinned evilly, "Want to make a bet?"Morwen nodded, "One Galleon says that Slytherin takes it!"
Bert shook her hand, "You're on!"
Leif made an appearance in the Common Room, carrying Misery in his arms, who was dyed a shockingly bright shade of pink, "Look!" he exclaimed, petting his cat, "We coordinate!"Leda rolled her eyes, "I can't believe we're twins sometimes." She stated.
Bert looked at Leif, and then at Misery, "No you don't, Misery is a shade or two brighter than you."Leif rolled his eyes, "Well naturally, I can't let myself be the brightest one out of the two, Misery would get jealous." He stroked his cat, "Wouldn't you Misery?" he then proceeded to baby talk to his cat.Morwen rolled her eyes, "Whatever." She sighed.Jimmi and his posse, (Morwen didn't even bother to recall their names), soon entered the common room, "Hey Malfoy, ready for your team to loose?" he asked tauntingly.She rolled her eyes, "You wish Potter." She grinned evilly, "Besides, I heard almost the entire team is comprised of Weasleys, that doesn't make it much of a challenge."Jimmi's eyes narrowed and his ears turned red, Morwen fully know that he was a Weasley as well. "Well I head that your good-for-nothing brother is team captain, talk about push-over."Morwen stood up, but Leda stepped in front of her, "As much as I would like you to go pound Jimmi over there senseless," she took a glare at Jimmi, "And believe me I would, I highly doubt that our house would appreciate you two getting into another fight."Morwen and Jimmi locked eyes, staring menacingly to see who would back down first, after a moment Jimmi rolled his eyes, "Whatever, I don't have time for this." He started walking out into the hall for breakfast, "I have to go plan a celebration!" he said.Morwen rolled up her sleeve, "Forget it Potter! I don't need magic, lemme at him!" she yelled at Leda.Jimmi put his hands up in mock fear, and then he and his buddies had a good snicker before they left.Bert slowly shook his head, "I really hate him."Morwen nodded, "I comply."Leda rolled her eyes, "C'mon, I'm starving!" she grinned, "Kippers and cereal, here I come!" she called before heading out of the Common Room.
Bert and Morwen looked at each other, "I sincerely hope she doesn't mean those two together." Said Morwen.
"Erugh, fish and cereal? Gross!" exclaimed Bert."Actually, it's quite tasty," Said Leif, setting Misery down and heading out for the door, Bert and Morwen followed him.:::::::::::::::::::::::::::Jimmi walked straight over to the Gryffindor table, "Hey Jimmi!" Said Artie."Ya, hi Jim." Said both Gred and Forge at the same time, both chewing mechanically on their cereal, and both looking like they hadn't slept in 3 or 4 days.
Katie mumbled a "Yo," and continued munching on her toast, which sounded oddly crunchy.Alicia rolled her eyes and pointed out a seat for Jimmi, who took it, "How's it going James?" she asked, smiling devilishly, "Gotten into any more fights?"
"Er, no." Grumbled Jimmi rubbing the back of his neck.Suddenly, Harry came up to the table, "Hey boys, Katie, Alicia." He stated friendly."Hi dad." Said Jimmi, Gred and Forge mumbled something along those lines, and Katie grumbled, "Hi uncle.""Hi ya uncle Harry." Said Alicia, in a cheery mood, which was reasonable, as she wasn't playing tonight. She was the equipment manager, and a darn good one at that!Artie gave his uncle (and godfather) a smile and went back to eating some pancakes."Just came to wish you all luck." He said, grinning, he lowered his voice, "And you guys better win too, I have a bet with Snape that the Gryffindors win."Gred and Forge looked somberly up at their dad, and turned their heads back to their food. Harry sighed, and looked at his youngest, "Hey James, going to the game tonight?"Jimmi nodded, "Wouldn't miss it."Harry grinned and patted him on the back, "Ok, good luck all of you." He said, before he made his way up to the Head Table.
Jimmi sat there for awhile, and then realizing the only one who would carry on a conversation was Alicia and Artie, he soon decided to join Han and Terrence for breakfast.When he got there, the first thing he noticed was Morwen staring over at the Slytherin table, and at her brother. She looked sad. Jimmi, recalling the time in the hospital wing when her brother hadn't come and visited her felt almost sorry for her. Almost.::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Morwen couldn't help the way her eyes kept going over to the Slytherin table. She sighed, she really didn't want Mordred to stay mad at her. I mean, he couldn't right? She was his sister! She groaned and looked down at her pancakes, which Leda had once again decorated with syrup.
"How do you manage to steal my plate right under me everytime?" she asked Leda incredulously.Leda rolled her eyes, "It isn't very hard, you keep staring over at Mordred." She pointed to Morwen's pancakes, "Look! This time I made clown."Morwen studied the pancakes and saw what was supposed to be a happy looking clown. Instead, Leda must've messed up, because it looked absolutely frightening. Morwen swallowed hard, this was the first time she had been scared of pancakes. "Uh, ya, very nice." She said, taking a fork and smearing the picture.Leda smiled and began eating her fish cereal.The rest of the day passed by rather slowly for the first years, everyone paid half-attention in all of their classes, Morwen kept waiting for the match.
Her lack of attention, however, cost her dearly in Defense Against the Dark Arts, as Potter the older always took the liberty to drill the Slytherins (and Morwen) extremely hard in the class.
"I'm so excited for the match!" Said Imy, as she was sitting next to Morwen and Leda.
"Us too!" said Leda.
Morwen nodded, "I cant wait for Slytherin to win!"
Killian grinned, "It's been funny really, Mordred has been drilling the entire team non-stop throughout the whole week."
"Ya, hey how come you haven't been talking to him regularly?" Asked Imy, giving Morwen a scrutinizing look, "What's up with you two?"Morwen rubbed the back of her neck, "I kind of er, I , uh-""We set his room on fire." Concluded Leda for her.Imy's eyes widened, "Why?""It was an accident." Muttered Morwen, making it clear that the discussion was dropped."Malfoy! Zabini! Could you perhaps explain what Mr. Chang just said for the rest of the class?" Asked Professor Potter.Both girls paled, as they hadn't been paying attention, Leif kept trying to give charade-like hints and Bert was mouthing the answer.The teacher smirked, "That's what I thought. You two better pay attention a little more."Morwen groaned, "what's the point, I don't even get this bloody class," She muttered under her breath.
The day finally drew to a close, that is, until the Quidditch match.
Everyone ate as fast as they could at dinner and practically ran out to the pitch. Morwen, Leda, Leif, and Bert took seats next to Imy and Killian on the Slytherin side, and Jimmi, Han, and Terrence, took seats next to Alicia and Artie.
Imy was practically bouncing up and down with enthusiasm, "GO SLYTHERIN!" She yelled.Killian looked at her with interest, "The game hasn't even started yet."
She sighed, "I'm restless! I can't help it."
The Ravenclaw students shook their heads and surveyed the pitch. It was a nice enough night, and McGonagell had charmed the pitch to stay clearly illuminated. They also noticed that Madame Hooch, an extremely old lady, was refereeing the game.She blew her whistle, and the announcer, an older guy named Gerard Jordan, spoke into the magic megaphone. "Good evening ladies and gents, and welcome to the first match of the Quidditch season! Slytherin-"
again more applause.
"Playing for the Slytherin side today we have Malfoy, Bulstrode, McNair, Pucey, Pucey, Prewitt, and Hailey!" He exclaimed, and a huge roar of applause escaped the Slytherin side as the players took their positions.
"GO MORDRED!" yelled Morwen."SLYTHERIN RULES!" yelled Imy and Killian."GO SPORTS!" Yelled Leif, everyone turned and looked at him. "What?" he asked."And," Said Jordan,"Playing for Gryffindor we have Wood, Brown, Jordan, Jordan," He said the two Jordans with extra enthusiasm, "Potter, Potter, and Weasley!"
Jimmi, on the other side of the pitch, applauded loudly with Han, Terrence, Artie, and Alicia."GO WEASLEYS!" they yelled, which was appropriate.Mordred and Hudson approached Madame Hooch, each staring daggers at each other, "Ok, a nice clean came," She said half-heartedly, as if not believing it herself, the two shook hands and Mordred flew to the Keeper's position, flashing Hooch the 'Ok' sign, Juliette Jordan did the same thing, and Hooch threw the Quaffle up into the air.
"And they're off!" exclaimed Jordan, "Potter grabs the Quaffle and passes to Jordan, Jordan back to Potter, Potter to Potter but- o! intercepted by Pucey!"the crowds were in a pandemonium, each cheering loudly for their teams."Pucey to Prewitt, o! Prewitt maimed in the back with Bludger hit by Wood!"
several Slytherins booed."Potter grabs the Quaffle, and passes to other Potter, gees I cant tell em apart, Potter to Jordan, Ah! Jordan hit in the back by Pucey! YOU JERK!" yelled Gerard.
"JORDAN!" yelled McGonagell."Anyways, Quaffle picked up by Bulstrode, who passes to Pucey, Pucey to Prewitt. OH NO! SLYTHERIN SCORES!"
the crowd erupted into cheers. "YES!" Exclaimed Leda."Toss up, Potter grabs the ball, passes to Jordan, Jordan to Potter, he shoots!" He paused, "Oh! Blocked by Keeper Malfoy! Malfoy to Prewitt, Prewitt to Bulstrode, erg! Bulstrode hit by Weasley! Ouch." He said non- sympathetically.
The game continued in that manner for about half an hour, before Wood called a time out. The score was Slytherin: 70 Gryffindor: 10."haha! Yes! We're killing them!" Exclaimed Imy happily.Killian rose an eyebrow, "What did they put in your pumpkin juice?""Nothing." Said Imy, looking cross.Bert groaned, "Its looking like I'll owe you a Galleon, Mor.""Sh!" she said, grinning, "Don't jinx us."Jimmi, on the other side groaned, "Oh man, if Slytherin beats us, I'll never hear the end of it from Malfoy." He muttered.Terrence grinned, "And you'll owe me a Galleon."Jimmi rolled his eyes, "Don't rub it in.""Oh! Cheer up you guys, there could be plenty of time!" said Alicia."Ya, sides it all comes down to the Snitch, and Brown is a way better Seeker than McNair." Said Artie.Alicia nodded.The timeout ended and the teams took the field again.
"Alrighty, then, toss-up, Grabbed by Pucey, who passes to Prewitt, Prewitt back to Pucey, Pucey to Bulstrode, and-"Jordan sighed, "Slytherin scores. COME ON JULIETTE GET IN THE GAME!!!" He yelled at his younger sister, who sent him a look that could freeze steam.
"Jordan to Potter, Potter to Tamara Jordan, Jordan to other Potter, O! nasty, Potter hit in the back by a bludger from Hailey! Prewitt takes the Quaffle, passes Pucey, Pucey shoots-"His voice fell, "And scores."
The game continued like that, mostly because Juliette Jordan was a terrible Keeper, the Slytherins were in a lead 160 to 10.Morwen beamed, "Soon it won't matter whether or not they get the snitch!"As if on cue, Jordan suddenly yelled, "IT LOOKS LIKE MCNAIR HAS SPOTTED THE SNITCH!"The Slytherin side erupted into cheers. If McNair caught the Snitch, it would be a huge clean sweep!"BROWN HAS ALSO CAUGHT SITE OF IT, GAINING ON MCNAIR, OH COME ON YOU IDIOT FLY! CATCH THAT BLOODY THING!" he yelled.
"JORDAN!" yelled McGonagell.Jordan didn't even bother saying that he was sorry, "BROWN GOES INTO A DIVE AND-"
There was this huge silence, even the other players had stopped to watch it."AND BROWN CATCHES THE SNITCH! THIS IS AMAZING A TIE BETWEEN SLYTHERIN AND GRYFFINDOR!!!!" Exclaimed Jordan.
There was a moment of silence, before both sides erupted into applause. They didn't win, but it was indeed better than loosing to their rival house. Mordred and Hudson, however didn't look too happy.The final score was Slytherin: 160, Gryffindor: 160.:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::hello all! Nym here, giving you a taste of athletic-ness. I think. Anyways, this chapters done. So ah, yay!Next Up: Malfoys, Potters, and Snapes, oh my!No Reviews this time. Sniffle I feel so un-loved...... oh well, tally ho!
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