Chapter 6 – From Frustration Comes Great Things

HaliJade Snape - Thanks again for your support. I added in a bit more information about his Jake's siblings, well none of Emily,and not a lot cause there nto a huge part of the story yet. Don't worry, they'll all get in there somehow.

Disclaimer - do i have to say it everytime? I think i'm just gonna say if you haven't got it by now, view the disclaimer of my other chapters

AN - My updates are probably not going to be as frequent as they were, labor day weekend is over and i also only have through chapter seven written. On a completely random note i went to go see Cirque Du Soleil's Varekai last night and i just have to say it was AMAZING. If you ever get a chance to see them, take it, no questions asked. OH and there is one swear word in here, just let it slip. If you don't like that kind of thing, then just skip like the fourth paragraph or something.

Leah, his older sister by two years, was the first one to get to him after he fell followed very closely by her twin Lauren.

"Oh my god, Jake, are you okay? Jake?" she smothered over him. He groaned as the world, which at the moment included the sky and two blurry faces of brown hair and hazel eyes. And yet, even though he was in such a hazy world, still all he could think of was how he felt like crying out of embarrassment. Aaron shoved his sisters away and grabbed Jake's arm to hoist him up, causing Jake to scream.

"You fucking IDIOT that's the broken one!" he howled, swaying on his feet from the pain. Aaron caught him just before he fell mumbling.

"Well, sor-ry, not like I knew it was broken." And then he carried Jake off the field followed closely b Lauren and Leah. Jake ground his teeth and stared at the floor, watching his brother's feet move the entire time and trying to ignore his sisters' incessant chattering about the entire event. Aaron looked down at him worriedly every few minutes, but Jake never looked back up at him.

When he was finally laid down on a bed in the infirmary his brother looked him in the eyes, but Jake looked away, completely humiliated. Aaron sighed.

"Jake, don't be so hard on yourself, you did your best." He tried to reason.

"Yeah Jake…" Lauren backed him up.

"You were really great you just got too cocky in the e…" Leah broke into her sister's comment. Jake was even more horrified to hear his voice shake when he interrupted them.

"Shut up." He said. Aaron and the twins sighed again. As they were being ushered out by Madame Emalia Aaron called back to his brother.

"Give yourself some time to grow up Jake." And then they were all officially shoved out into the hall.

Madame Emalia healed his bone quickly, all the while muttering how irresponsible it was to let inexperienced first years try out – only making him feel worse. She made him stay the night, although for no real reason that he could see. And when he asked her why, she just mumbled something about fragile bones and gave him another bite of chocolate.

It was only about ten minutes after his arm was fixed that his whole entourage of friends showed up, all looking sorry for him. He bit his lip and turned away from them.

"I don't even want to hear it." He said cringing as his voice shook once again. Jess walked forward and sat down on his bed. She placed a hand on his hand comfortingly.

"Well. I for one think you did beautifully. That fall, I mean oh!" she paused for dramatic affect. "Oh that fall, it was exquisite. I mean it was so straight! There was no turning, or screaming. I mean, I'm sure that Evie could give us the mathematical drag of the wind on you…but I for one think it was a perfect fall. And if that can't get you onto the quidditch team. I say, screw them! They don' know talent."

The whole gang was holding back laughter, not wanting to hurt their friend more if he reacted badly to it. However Jake's shoulders were shaking and it wasn't from sobs. Although tears were staining his cheeks, he was laughing through them. He turned to face Jess, who was actually a little taken aback by the fact that he was crying. He smiled at her.

"Thanks Jess, but…I don't really want to talk to anyone right now." He said, and the momentary happiness was gone. Jess sighed.

"Well, I've done all I can. I believe his soul is officially broken. Come let us leave him to his misery." She said melodramatically, getting up. He smiled slightly again, and watched her go.

He had nightmares all night about the entire school laughing at him. He dreamed that he forgot his pants one time, then in another dream he spilt his food all over himself during lunch. It was like a horror film of non-stop humiliation. So the next day when he was rudely awoken by Madame Emalia he had to be forcefully shoved out of the infirmary unwillingly. He didn't want to face the school population, knowing he would be ridiculed, and his dreams made true. He skipped breakfast and – an OH MY GOD feat for him – and hid in the common room, only barely slinking into charms on time.

He had paired himself up stupidly with Evie, who seemed to have no sympathy for him, and grew really frustrated with him.

"JAKE! Yes you got embarrassed. Get over it! You need to practice this spell otherwise you'll never pass the test next Friday! Hello, Jake!" he snarled at her.

"FINE! ACCIO QUILL!" he screamed at the quill next to her, and it zoomed straight into his hand. "THERE I DID IT LEAVE ME ALONE!" he screamed at her. Evie stared at him as if he had sprouted another head. He sneered at her. "What?" he asked. She stood there speechless, as did the charms professor across the room. Jake started to get a little freaked out now. "Seriously Evie, what?" he asked in a normal voice.

You…did it on the first time…" she trailed off. He raised an eyebrow.

"So?" he asked. "You did too." he said, then narrowed his eyes at her. "Is it really that amazing that I might be good at something?" he asked sardonically. She shook her head.

"No…I had my wand…"she started.

"And you did not." finished Professor Flitwick. Jake furrowed his eyebrows.

"So?" he asked. They both gaped at him.

"So!" Evie cried. The teacher calmed her down a bit.

"You accomplished a spell that takes many wizards your age with a wand several attempts to complete. You did it on your first try, without a wand, perfectly." He said.

"So is it so hard to believe that I can do something well?" he asked again. Professor Flitwick ignored him.

"Come with me Mr. Weasley." She said, and he groaned and followed him out of the classroom as he hurriedly dismissed the class on his way out.

"How can someone so clueless be able to do something so significant?" muttered Evie to herself as she watched them go.

AN - hmmmm review, perhaps?