EVER: HELLO THERE! THIS IS, LIKE THE FIFTH CHAPTER TO Corner Of Every Shadow ALREADY! THAT WAS…
SHADOWS: SLOW…YEAH, I'LL AGREE TO THAT…IT TAKES US SO LONG COZ WE'VE GOT SO MANY OTHER STORIES TO WRITE…
EVER: ANYWAY! ENOUGH CHITCHAT! HERE COMES THE NEXT CHAPPIE!
!$&Glitters of Quidditch
It was Friday and after lessons there was Quidditch tryouts. They needed a Seeker, Keeper, Beater, and two Chasers.
It was just after lunch when Oliver popped the question, 'You guys wanna try out for the Quidditch team?'
'Wha…?' They all asked.
'Why would we want to? Is it that good of a game?' Fred/George said.
'Well of course it is! How can you say it isn't?' Oliver said defensively, 'Did you know that…' he continued to speak to either George.
The others gathered together and agreed on this, 'If we don't agree we're not going to hear the end of it…we'd better…' After all, it didn't take them long to find out that he was absolutely obsessed with Quidditch. It only took one look at the Trophy Cabinet for him to remember something about Quidditch, and then go on for hours about it.
Fred tapped Oliver on the shoulder and said, 'You know what? That doesn't seem that bad of an idea, we'll go. That way we'll know for ourselves how good Quidditch really is.'
'Great! Then lets go!' Oliver exclaimed, grabbing Fred and Georges' shoulders and pushing them to the field where they're holding the Quidditch try outs.
'But we're first years! We'll never make the house teams!' Katie argued.
'Don't worry! Just enroll as second years! The Quidditch rolls at this school is different to others, they are completely independent from the School's systems. So all you've got to do is make an appearance and look like you're a second year! I mean most of you look as old as me, so it should all be OK!' Oliver said, clearly knowing what he's talking about while the others just smiled and nodded pretending they did, while the whole time they were thinking, this guy's really enthusiastic when it comes to Quidditch isn't he?
After enrolling for the tryouts, the Team Captain this year, Gale Regan greeted them all, he was a 6th year. He had dirty, short blonde hair and storm grey eyes, this combination of colours were quite rare. He had a strong frame but a slender body; it was simple to say that he was also quite tall and probably a great Quidditch player. There were a total of 15 people trying out.
'Now for this years' team, the only thing we want to do and have a good time, but I'm a strict captain and also wish to win this years Quidditch cup as well. No slacking off and idiocy is allowed present in practice, however at the end, I will welcome a harmless joke or two but during Quidditch matches and serious strategy time there will be NO silly behaviour, is that clear?' Gale told them bluntly.
He does seem quite harsh, his friends all looked at Oliver, but his excited face of approval and happiness was all that was present. They all sighed, when it comes to Quidditch, anything is possible for him.
'Ok, now I've got the remainder of last year's team ready to play as well as judge your performance to the higher standards. To stop any unfair judgment for personal reasons and to be able to co-operate effectively, masks will be worn. Everyone will have the same mask and if I see any unfair behaviour you will loose any chance of being in the team for the next three years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Those who wish to chicken out now can do so immediately as every second is precious to this team.' Gale continued, no-one backed out. They were confident in themselves and were glad that the captain was strict and concentrates.
'You'll all receive numbers in which you are not to exchange or tell anyone about. The numbers and the people are recorded by me to know who has achieved a position in this year's team.' Gale continued as the last years' team with merely one person gave out masks, a fancy mix of grey with eye holes and room to breathe. She had light brown hair to the shoulders. Her eyes were a kind light sky blue. She was also tall and slender, light, pale skin and a model body.
Katie seemed quite scared by Gale's words. Oliver laid an arm around her shoulder reassuringly, the remaining student from the team last year gave Oliver his mask and said to Katie, 'Don't worry, he won't bite. When he's not talking about Quidditch he's a really sweet guy…I've been going out with him for a year now, he's really nice once you get to know him.' She said, smiling kindly at her. Those statements made Katie relax a little, 'I'm Eavan Alva, nice to meet you, hope to see you in the team this year.' She said brightly.
It was hard, but refreshing, Oliver haven't played Quidditch for so long, it was great to feel the wind against his face again. He thought he left a pretty good impression. He has no idea how well he was and if he's got a position or not. He hoped he got a Keeper or better yet, a beater, I mean, honestly, being able to hit a weird ball over the head and make it land on someone else's and not get into trouble for that? That is like a dream come true.
They worked up a sweat, until finally they were let out; Oliver had a long and hot shower. He was exhausted. There was no way he would be able to play for a while. He almost lost his life trying to be a good player. They were all at the shower rooms at the rest area for the house teams, Gale told then they could use it, in order to be ready for the real thing.
Oh crap, he was so into getting a hot shower he forgot to get his clothes, they were outside where the guys and the girls were to meet after taking a shower. So while Fred and George were still taking their showers, Oliver grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and raced out, hoping not to run into anyone, he thought the girls will probably take longer than the guys in a shower and Oliver did take really brief showers he thought no-one will see him.
But unfortunately he was wrong about that, he saw Katie sitting on the bench next to where his clothes were, waiting for everyone else to come. But his legs were going too fast to stop, or else he'd fall flat on his butt. But it was all he could do not to just run over to Katie and tell her that he had a crush on her.
He stopped just in front of her, almost tripping. She looked up, wide eyed at Oliver. She was just as shocked as seeing him half naked as he was that she was already out of the showers so quickly.
He was still wet from the shower, he hastily grabbed his shirt and shorts, 'Sorry…' they both said, but Oliver wasn't about to stay here and free his ass off so he quickly ran straight back into the showers. Jeez, that was an awkward moment.
When they came out again, everyone was already talking about how they went in their tryouts, 'Did you see me score with that Quaffle? It was so mad!' Angelina cried out.
Oliver and Katie walked at the back in silence, both blushing ever so slightly. Oliver mumbled an apology again. Katie looked at him, almost forgetting why he said sorry again, 'It's alright, and everyone makes mistakes, right?' She said with a smile across her face. Oliver didn't dare look at her, the truth his, over the past few weeks he had developed a bit of a crush on Katie, but he didn't want to ruin their friendship or make it uncomfortable, so kept his mouth shut. But every time he saw Katie, he was afraid he'd go crazy, so he avoided her eyes as much as he can.
'Yeah, you're right…'
EVER: AND SO ENDS ANOTHER CHAPPIE!
SHADOWS: WE WEREN'T ACTUALLY SURE IF WE SHOULD'VE ENDED IT LIKE THAT BUT…ANY-HU…
EVER: CAN'T WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU THINK!
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