Original Prankster
Chapter 1: Wronski Feint
The blazing sun shone down upon the Gryffindor Quidditch team as they marched onto the Quidditch field, fully prepared to play the first game of the year. It was against Slytherin and Oliver Wood, as captain, was intent on success.
"Looks like we're going to be playing in a furnace today..." Oliver Wood started as he looked up at the sky, shielding his eyes with his hand. "And not a cloud in sight!" he exclaimed. Wood sighed and at his team. "Anyone have any suggestions?"
Before anyone had the opportunity to answer, they heard the sound of running footsteps coming towards them. Harry turned just in time to see a breathless girl run up to them, wand at the ready. Her cheeks were flushed an d it took her moment to catch her breath.
"Harry! I was in the library this morning thinking about how you were going to play today in this horrid heat and I wanted to help." Hermione said in a rush. "And I've got the perfect spell."
"Claderium filedra!" Hermione muttered. She touched everybody's head with her wand. "This will place a shady cloud above your heads the moment you get in the air. And don't worry;" she said, noticing Wood's look of concern, "I'll take the charm off once you're done! I hope it helps and good luck!" with that, she turned around and raced off, her hair flying in all directions.
After Hermione left, the team agreed on sending her something special for helping them out. Perhaps a fruit basket?
The Gryffindor and Slytherin team took their places on the field.
"Mount your brooms, please," said Madam Hooch and with a shrill blast from her whistle both teams rose into the sky.
Sure enough, right when they set off into the air, a friendly cloud appeared over their heads to screen them from the gaze of the piercing sun.
"Looks like the Gryffindors have themselves something very useful indeed. Looks like some clever little witch knows her charms!" Lee Jordon bellowed over the over-excited crowd.
Hermione blushed and caught sight of Professor Mcgonagall. She was ecstatic as she gazed at the Gryffindor team. Snape glared. The Slytherins were having a hard time indeed with the heat, that's for sure! Harry was watching a certain blonde carefully. Malfoy wasn't too happy about the advantage the Gryffindors seemed to have and Harry's suspicions rose when Malfoy flew towards Crabbe and Goyle and started to converse with them in low tones. He shrugged and decided to ignore it for now. The match was heating up (literally!) and he needed to keep an eye out for that snitch. Destiny compelled him to catch it at all costs!
"The scores remain 0-0 and the snitch is nowhere in sight! It's Johnson with the quaffle heading for the goal, and she makes left and then right and dodges that horrid bludger and she YES! ... GRYFFINDOR SCORES!" There came a loud chorus of cheering from the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuffs and a fixed amount of boos from the Slytherins.
Harry squinted, scanning the air for the snitch, noticing that Malfoy was watching him very closely. It was then when Harry decided to try out his Wronski Feint. Seeing that he was getting pretty good at it. Harry dived forcefully. Malfoy caught on quickly and followed. But then right at the last second, Harry plunged back up allowing the platinum blonde to smash face-first on the ground.
"Ooooh! That's got to hurt!" Madam Hooch blew her whistle. "Time-out! Time- out! But that was an excellent Wronski Feint I daresay!" Lee Jordon exclaimed. Now there came a tremendous amount of boos from the Slytherins and if anyone were to look at Snape at that particular moment they would be able to see the usually impassive teacher red with rage!
After Madam Pomfrey hastily examined Malfoy she deemed him well enough to continue.
Harry started his real search for the snitch. Now with Malfoy's distracted by the bruises Madam Pomfrey hadn't had time to heal, Harry decided that he didn't have to worry about being followed for a while.
Blood all over his impeccable Slytherin uniform, Malfoy was far from happy. This demanded vengeance! And he had just the thing... Malfoy gave a 'thumbs up' sign to Crabbe and Goyle. They nodded and began to prepare for their little scheme. (A/N MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...now our story begins! ( )
"The bludger races towards Goyle, and he whacks it towards Crabbe, then Goyle, and wait, something's not right here...why are they passing the bludger?!!? And Crabbe hits the bludger straight at the audience! OH NO! It's heading for..."Lee Jordon didn't have time to say the name. Hermione got hit squarely in the forehead by the bludger and fainted.
A/N Cliff hanger!!! I'm so evil! By the way.... Just in case your wondering, this story is in everybody's point of view. NOT only Harry's! Oh and another thing, Lee Jordon is the guy who speaks at the microphone or something telling the audience what's going on, and I'm shooting for at least 5 or 6 reviews! PLEASE!!!! R&R!!! It's my first fic so please be easy on me!
Chapter 1: Wronski Feint
The blazing sun shone down upon the Gryffindor Quidditch team as they marched onto the Quidditch field, fully prepared to play the first game of the year. It was against Slytherin and Oliver Wood, as captain, was intent on success.
"Looks like we're going to be playing in a furnace today..." Oliver Wood started as he looked up at the sky, shielding his eyes with his hand. "And not a cloud in sight!" he exclaimed. Wood sighed and at his team. "Anyone have any suggestions?"
Before anyone had the opportunity to answer, they heard the sound of running footsteps coming towards them. Harry turned just in time to see a breathless girl run up to them, wand at the ready. Her cheeks were flushed an d it took her moment to catch her breath.
"Harry! I was in the library this morning thinking about how you were going to play today in this horrid heat and I wanted to help." Hermione said in a rush. "And I've got the perfect spell."
"Claderium filedra!" Hermione muttered. She touched everybody's head with her wand. "This will place a shady cloud above your heads the moment you get in the air. And don't worry;" she said, noticing Wood's look of concern, "I'll take the charm off once you're done! I hope it helps and good luck!" with that, she turned around and raced off, her hair flying in all directions.
After Hermione left, the team agreed on sending her something special for helping them out. Perhaps a fruit basket?
The Gryffindor and Slytherin team took their places on the field.
"Mount your brooms, please," said Madam Hooch and with a shrill blast from her whistle both teams rose into the sky.
Sure enough, right when they set off into the air, a friendly cloud appeared over their heads to screen them from the gaze of the piercing sun.
"Looks like the Gryffindors have themselves something very useful indeed. Looks like some clever little witch knows her charms!" Lee Jordon bellowed over the over-excited crowd.
Hermione blushed and caught sight of Professor Mcgonagall. She was ecstatic as she gazed at the Gryffindor team. Snape glared. The Slytherins were having a hard time indeed with the heat, that's for sure! Harry was watching a certain blonde carefully. Malfoy wasn't too happy about the advantage the Gryffindors seemed to have and Harry's suspicions rose when Malfoy flew towards Crabbe and Goyle and started to converse with them in low tones. He shrugged and decided to ignore it for now. The match was heating up (literally!) and he needed to keep an eye out for that snitch. Destiny compelled him to catch it at all costs!
"The scores remain 0-0 and the snitch is nowhere in sight! It's Johnson with the quaffle heading for the goal, and she makes left and then right and dodges that horrid bludger and she YES! ... GRYFFINDOR SCORES!" There came a loud chorus of cheering from the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuffs and a fixed amount of boos from the Slytherins.
Harry squinted, scanning the air for the snitch, noticing that Malfoy was watching him very closely. It was then when Harry decided to try out his Wronski Feint. Seeing that he was getting pretty good at it. Harry dived forcefully. Malfoy caught on quickly and followed. But then right at the last second, Harry plunged back up allowing the platinum blonde to smash face-first on the ground.
"Ooooh! That's got to hurt!" Madam Hooch blew her whistle. "Time-out! Time- out! But that was an excellent Wronski Feint I daresay!" Lee Jordon exclaimed. Now there came a tremendous amount of boos from the Slytherins and if anyone were to look at Snape at that particular moment they would be able to see the usually impassive teacher red with rage!
After Madam Pomfrey hastily examined Malfoy she deemed him well enough to continue.
Harry started his real search for the snitch. Now with Malfoy's distracted by the bruises Madam Pomfrey hadn't had time to heal, Harry decided that he didn't have to worry about being followed for a while.
Blood all over his impeccable Slytherin uniform, Malfoy was far from happy. This demanded vengeance! And he had just the thing... Malfoy gave a 'thumbs up' sign to Crabbe and Goyle. They nodded and began to prepare for their little scheme. (A/N MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...now our story begins! ( )
"The bludger races towards Goyle, and he whacks it towards Crabbe, then Goyle, and wait, something's not right here...why are they passing the bludger?!!? And Crabbe hits the bludger straight at the audience! OH NO! It's heading for..."Lee Jordon didn't have time to say the name. Hermione got hit squarely in the forehead by the bludger and fainted.
A/N Cliff hanger!!! I'm so evil! By the way.... Just in case your wondering, this story is in everybody's point of view. NOT only Harry's! Oh and another thing, Lee Jordon is the guy who speaks at the microphone or something telling the audience what's going on, and I'm shooting for at least 5 or 6 reviews! PLEASE!!!! R&R!!! It's my first fic so please be easy on me!