Hi, guys! Just a note: Please don't hate me for the corniness of this chapter. This is completely irrelevant since J.K. Rowling already said that Hermione is terrible at Quidditch, but it was pretty fun to write. Also, you can tell me how much you hate my Quidditch scene. I think it is awful. but hey I hope you like this chapter anyways. So here we go…
Chapter 5
Quidditch
A week and a half after her family's death, Hermione was terribly grief-stricken. She was late to most of her classes, and she didn't even turn in some of her homework, and for Hermione Granger, that was a big deal. She was completely unorganized, and, as Ron had said a few days before to Ernie McMillan when he had asked how Hermione was doing,
"She broke!"
Quidditch tryouts were coming up, and Hermione decided to try out just for the heck of it. So she read up on the subject, being the bookworm that she is. She really wanted to try out for beater. Chaser sounded nice too, but right now, all Hermione really wanted to do was hit something.
The night of the tryouts, Hermione went down to the Quidditch field with Ron, who would be lending Hermione his Cleansweep 11, because none of the school brooms were any good whatsoever. There were at least 25 other people there.
"Okay, beaters go here, chasers go there, keepers, go there." Harry said pointing to various parts of the field. There were no people trying out for seeker because that was Harry's position, and he was the Quidditch captain.
"Beaters will go first." Hermione mounted Ron's broom and shot into the sky. It was a wonderful feeling, like being carried in a swimming pool. She felt weightless. She failed spectacularly at beating, although it did relieve a lot of her stress. Chasing, however, was a different matter entirely. She scored 12 goals and dodged both bludgers 6 times each. She made the team, as did Ginny and one of the chasers from the previous year, Demelza Robbins.(A/N- I don't actually have the sixth book on me right now so if I spelled her last name wrong, please tell me!) Their first practice was to be the following night. It went splendidly and ended with Hermione leaving very happy because Demelza had told her that she was probably one the best chasers that the Gryffindor Quidditch team has seen in over 50 years. Their first match was going to be the next week. Over the course of that period of time, Hermione ordered a Firebolt from Diagon Alley, and the team's nightly practices were training Hermione pretty hard. She began to become her normal self again.
The morning of the match, Hermione ate little for breakfast and headed down to the locker room with Harry, Ron, and Ginny to change into their Quidditch robes.
"Alright, everyone. Those of you who don't know yet, we're playing Slytherin, and they have two very good beaters, so we need to be careful," Harry said as he stood up and faced his team. They all grabbed their brooms and headed out onto the field. As they did so, an equal amount of boos and cheers erupted from the stands.
"Captains, shake hands," Madame Hooch said. Harry stepped forward and was met by Malfoy. They shook hands while giving each other looks that could kill, and then headed back toward their teams.
"Mount your brooms!" the whistle blew, and 14 brooms shot into the sky.
"And it's the new chaser, Hermione Granger with the Quaffle, I've heard she's quite good," Ernie McMillan was doing the commentary on the match.
"Granger with the Quaffle, passes it to Weasly, back to Granger, passes to Robinns, back to Granger and she shoots at the goal posts and… SHE SCORES!" the crowd below burst into cheers and groans at the same time. The rest of the match went very smoothly, with the snitch caught fantastically by Harry and the final score being 180- 80. Hermione made 7 goals, Ginny made 5, and Demelza made 6.
The rest of the day, everyone was commenting on Hermione's sensational chasing skills. Hermione almost wrote her parents and then remembered that they would never read her letter.
One night as Hermione patrolled the corridors, she decided to go sit on top of the Astronomy Tower and stargaze. As she sat there, someone behind her said,
"What are you doing up here?" Hermione jumped and turned around to see who it was that had spoken. It was Malfoy.
"What do you want?" she said icily, turning back to look over the grounds.
"I've been wanting to apologize for what I said. I didn't mean to-," Malfoy started.
"You have, have you? Well, don't bother!" Hermione interjected, cutting him off. Malfoy sat down next to her and said,
"Look at me Hermione." And, for some reason, she instantly obeyed. His silver eyes locked onto hers, entrancing her. Malfoy put one of his hands on each of her shoulders and dipped his head lower for a kiss. Finally, their lips connected. Malfoy wound his arms around Hermione's back and she put her arms around his neck. Finally, Hermione zoomed back into reality, and tore herself away from Malfoy.
"What are you doing? What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked him standing up and taking a couple of steps away from him.
"We can't be together!" and with that, she turned and walked away into the castle.
Oh, we'll be together, Hermione, Malfoy thought as he looked at her retreating back.
You'll see.
Bum bum bum! So did you guys like this chapter? Please tell me if you liked my very feeble attempt at the Quidditch scene. I think it sucked but it was all I could think of writing at the time.
Next Chapter: Question of the year;
Ron asks Hermione a VERY important question…..
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