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Chapter 19: Quidditch Accidents

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The second week of school flew by very fast. Many people, like Prefects and the Head Boy and Girl, had many meetings discussing upcoming events and patrol dates. Lily tried very hard to control her temper during the long meetings when she was stuck with James, but sometimes she couldn't help it.

The Quidditch teams were also busy, especially the Gryfinndor team, who started training early. James wanted to get back in the swing of things before they started try-outs for new positions.

Not only was Lily and James busy, but so was everyone else. Homework was starting to pile up and the Marauders were planning their pranks.

By the end of the second week, on Saturday, maybe people were exhausted. But some, more than others, were ecstatic about the weekend and wanted to spend it just right.

"C'mon we'd like to be out on the pitch before dark!" James was the third, and hopefully the final, person to come up to the castle and get Bree to come to Quidditch practice. Everyone else was unsuccessful. But James, determined to be a good captain, marched right up to the castle to wake her up. He would've marched right up to her room, which he tried, but the stairs would quickly turn into a slide and not allow him to go any further. So he was stuck standing at the bottom of the stairs and yelling up it, hopeing that someone would wake her up.

"Keep your pants on, Captain, I'm coming!" Bree replied coming down the stairs, "Jeez, impatient is not a quality a captain should have."

"What took you so long?" he asked eyeing her.

Bree shrugged, "I'm a girl you expect me to get ready quickly?"

Bree wasn't wearing anything that looked as if it took her forever. She was wearing mesh red shorts with a white spaghetti strap shirt. Her hair was pulled into a high ponytail.

"Girls," James rolled his eyes.

"Stop mumbling and let's go," she replied.

Bree swung her bag over her shoulder and picked up her broomstick. Then her and James headed towards the Quidditch pitch where the rest of the team was waiting.

"Finally got her to wake up, Prongs?" Sirius asked from the air.'

"Yeah," James laughed, "Come on down, team!"

Sirius and his other two teammates, Laura Bell who played Chaser and Jonathan Wood who played Keeper, flew down onto the ground beside James.

"Alright," James started once they were all lounging on the grass and soaking in the heat from the sun, "As you all know it, most of our team will be leaving after this year."

The team let out fake sobs.

"This is our year!" he replied ignoring the continuous sobs.

"Again," Laura interrupted.

"Right! So, since most of the team is leaving, next year there will be a lot of new people. We need to train the new team so we can leave confident! At the end of the year we will be picking most of next years team." Everyone nodded in agreement.

"As you've probably noticed we will be having try outs in a few weeks." James explained.

"You only told us each of us about ten times a day this whole past week," Jonathan joked.

"He told me all summer," Sirius rolled his eyes.

"His owl was over at my house so much it thinks it lives there!" Bree added.

"I was just trying to be prepared," James scowled.

"You over-prepared!" they all shouted.

"Before you all turn on me for being a good captain, I'd like to say a few more things." James said getting serious again, "I want the whole team here for try outs. And I think we should all wear our uniforms," the whole team groaned, "It will show we have a great team and that we're proud of ourselves!"

The groans increased, "Well, since we don't have a full team, let's just practice some new winning moves!"

"Whatever, captain," Bree said getting out her beaters bat.

The whole team kicked off the ground and into the air.

Once they were all in the air James started to talk again, "Alright, Bree you are beater number one and Sirius you'll be number two."

Bree looked at Sirius and stuck out her tongue. Sirius raised his bat and Bree motioned that she had a bat too, "I'll give you another black eye if you want, number two."

"Why does she get to be number one!?" Sirius demanded.

"She was up here first." James shrugged.

"But my last name comes first!" Sirius replied.

"Sirius being number two doesn't mean anything. It's just when we are making plays," James said pleadingly.

"Let's go number two," Bree nudged Sirius in the back with her bat.

"Coming, your royal-ness," he replied sarcastically.

 Practice was going great for the team. The only worry they had was when they would have to pick and train two new players.

"Are we done yet, Potter? We've been out here all day." Laura complained, "I do have a life other than Quidditch, unlike you!"

"Let's just play for another twenty minutes." James replied wiping the sweat off his face, "Let's get a move on."

"You said that an hour ago." Jonathan added.

"Twenty minutes, I promise." James said in a final tone.

"Hey number two!" Bree called, "Watch out for that stray Bludger, it's acting weird."

"I think I can hand it," Sirius answered dryly.

"Jeez," Bree mumbled angrily. She hit the nearby bludger in Sirius direction. Bree caught Sirius off guard as the bludger came towards him.

But Sirius' fast reflexes took over and he swung his bat to protect him from getting hurt. The bludger accidentally went hurdling towards Bree.

Bree was not paying attention and did not see the bludger coming. One second she was talking to Johnny, and the next she was hit by the bludger by her shoulder.

For a second it looked as if she was okay. After a few deep breaths she passed out and fall off her broom. The whole team dived to catch her, but even if you had the fastest broom, no one could catch her in time.

She hit the hard ground and a bone cracking sound filled the air.

Fortunately by the time she reached the ground she gained conscious and was completely away of what was going on. Moments after she hit the ground and the team landed, she stood up and looked ready to kill.

"Black you idiot!" she screamed.

"What?" he defended himself.

"Why didn't you hit the bludger the other way!?" she grabbed her side with her hand that wasn't bleeding with the bone popping out.

Sirius stood silent for a minute, knowing this was hit fault. He never meant to hurt her. Sure he loves to make her angry, but he would never do something that could endanger her life.

"You need to go to the Hospital Wing," Sirius stepping forward.

She stepped back. Her stern eyes were becoming watery and her voice was shaky. The pain was obviously increasing dramatically. But she refused to cry, "Maybe you should teach your number two how to hit a bloody bludger, Potter. Lesson number one, this is a beaters bat. Lesson number two, I am a beater and let's just say you are the bludger. Lesson three, I, being the beater, will beat up the bludger, you." She started towards him with her bat but Jonathan and Laura grabbed her. Sirius walked off knowing he was in huge trouble and when Bree gets better, he would be in ever more.

When she realized she wasn't going to get anywhere near Sirius with her bat she threw it angrily and it managed to hit Sirius in the leg.

After Sirius left and Bree caught her breath, she limped towards the locker rooms to get her stuff.

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