Chapter Fourteen-Quidditich Match
"WELCOME TO THE THIRD QUIDDITICH MATCH OF THE SEASON! ON THIS FRIGID SATURDAY AFTERNOON IN MARCH! FIRST THE TEAM FROM HUFFLEPUFF!" Cheers from seventy-five percent of the crowd, "BONES! MACMILLAN! SMITH! FINCH- FLETCHY! CHAPMAN! GORDON! AND CAPTAIN EIBE! AND NOW THE SLYTHERINS!" Boos from seventy-five percent of the crowd, "NOTT! MALFOY! ZABINI! CRABBE! GOYLE! MCCARTY! AND CAPTAIN POTTER!"
"Captains Shake Hands, POTTER, EIBE." The two shook hands and Madam Hooch released the Bludgers and Snitch, before tossing up the Quaffle.
"QUAFFLE TAKEN BY MALFOY TO ZABINI TO NOTT.. GOAL! BEGINNING LIKE THE SHALLACKING OF GRYFINDOR LAST OCTOBER, SADLY."
Harry heard the announcer say as he searched for the Snitch, high above, and for once he was not being tailed by his fellow Seeker, Gordon was across the field, looking for himself.
He spotted a glint of gold by Malfoy's head, before realizing it was his necklace, 'a rather guady guy that one,' he thought as he heard the announcer say, "DID YOU ALL SEE POTTER'S HAIR! CAN YOU BELIEVE HE DYED IT GREEN!"
The announcer was then chastised by McGonagall and muttered sorry to her, as Harry resumed his complete attentions to the watch for the Snitch.
He spotted yet another glint of gold on Malfoy, 'Damn what's wrong with that guy?' he thought.
"THE SCORE IS EIGHTY TO NOTHING SLYTHERIN AS ZABINI BLASTS DOWN FIELD, NINETY NOW."
'Excellent' he thought and once more, he spotted a glint of gold by Malfoy and he dove, this time it was indeed the Golden Snitch, Gordon was no where in sight as Harry dove in a flash of green and grabbed the snitch in his right hand, just skimming Malfoy's robes, and POW, a bludger to teh head and down he went in blackness.
The crowd gasped as Potter was caught by one of his beaters and a chaser and set on the ground.
Around Four Hours Later, The Hospital Wing.
"Why are you Gryfindors here?" Malfoy asked rudely for the millionth time as Neville answered exasperated, "Because we're his friends, Malfoy."
Harry heard this as he regained conciousness and said, "Shut it Malfoy, and quit wearing so much damn gold during Quidditich Matches, Damn I almost went after you twice, before it really was the Snitch. Your a Slytherin, hasn't your pure-blood family taught you anything, our colors include silver, NOT GOLD!" Harry ranted before starting to sit up.
"Absolutely Not, Potter! You lay back down and the whole lot of you, get out of my infirmary! I have a patient to tend too!" Madame Pomfrey shooed the Slytherin Quidditich team and two Gryfindors, Neville Longbottom and Head Girl Hermione Granger out.
"What was the score?" Harry yelled after them.
"Two-fifty to nothing," Neville replied on his way out.
There we have the fun of Quidditch before we get to something serious, and NEWTS, I hope that wasn't too bad, from Harry's prospective mostly, the quidditch match, I've never tried his perspective before, so if it was bad, sorry, please review.
"WELCOME TO THE THIRD QUIDDITICH MATCH OF THE SEASON! ON THIS FRIGID SATURDAY AFTERNOON IN MARCH! FIRST THE TEAM FROM HUFFLEPUFF!" Cheers from seventy-five percent of the crowd, "BONES! MACMILLAN! SMITH! FINCH- FLETCHY! CHAPMAN! GORDON! AND CAPTAIN EIBE! AND NOW THE SLYTHERINS!" Boos from seventy-five percent of the crowd, "NOTT! MALFOY! ZABINI! CRABBE! GOYLE! MCCARTY! AND CAPTAIN POTTER!"
"Captains Shake Hands, POTTER, EIBE." The two shook hands and Madam Hooch released the Bludgers and Snitch, before tossing up the Quaffle.
"QUAFFLE TAKEN BY MALFOY TO ZABINI TO NOTT.. GOAL! BEGINNING LIKE THE SHALLACKING OF GRYFINDOR LAST OCTOBER, SADLY."
Harry heard the announcer say as he searched for the Snitch, high above, and for once he was not being tailed by his fellow Seeker, Gordon was across the field, looking for himself.
He spotted a glint of gold by Malfoy's head, before realizing it was his necklace, 'a rather guady guy that one,' he thought as he heard the announcer say, "DID YOU ALL SEE POTTER'S HAIR! CAN YOU BELIEVE HE DYED IT GREEN!"
The announcer was then chastised by McGonagall and muttered sorry to her, as Harry resumed his complete attentions to the watch for the Snitch.
He spotted yet another glint of gold on Malfoy, 'Damn what's wrong with that guy?' he thought.
"THE SCORE IS EIGHTY TO NOTHING SLYTHERIN AS ZABINI BLASTS DOWN FIELD, NINETY NOW."
'Excellent' he thought and once more, he spotted a glint of gold by Malfoy and he dove, this time it was indeed the Golden Snitch, Gordon was no where in sight as Harry dove in a flash of green and grabbed the snitch in his right hand, just skimming Malfoy's robes, and POW, a bludger to teh head and down he went in blackness.
The crowd gasped as Potter was caught by one of his beaters and a chaser and set on the ground.
Around Four Hours Later, The Hospital Wing.
"Why are you Gryfindors here?" Malfoy asked rudely for the millionth time as Neville answered exasperated, "Because we're his friends, Malfoy."
Harry heard this as he regained conciousness and said, "Shut it Malfoy, and quit wearing so much damn gold during Quidditich Matches, Damn I almost went after you twice, before it really was the Snitch. Your a Slytherin, hasn't your pure-blood family taught you anything, our colors include silver, NOT GOLD!" Harry ranted before starting to sit up.
"Absolutely Not, Potter! You lay back down and the whole lot of you, get out of my infirmary! I have a patient to tend too!" Madame Pomfrey shooed the Slytherin Quidditich team and two Gryfindors, Neville Longbottom and Head Girl Hermione Granger out.
"What was the score?" Harry yelled after them.
"Two-fifty to nothing," Neville replied on his way out.
There we have the fun of Quidditch before we get to something serious, and NEWTS, I hope that wasn't too bad, from Harry's prospective mostly, the quidditch match, I've never tried his perspective before, so if it was bad, sorry, please review.