Today was the day. The first match of the season. Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Archenemies going at it. For the House Cup Gryffindor was in the lead with 110, followed by Hufflepuff with an even 100, Slytherin with 95, and Ravenclaw with a measly 60.
"Men"
"And women" Angelina added.
"And women. This is our year. With Potter here we can't lose."
"Here, here," the team shouted.
"This is the big one," Oliver began.
"No, it's the one in your pants" Harry joked.
They all except Wood burst out laughing—even Katie.
"Grrrr…. This is the best team we have had in years. With Potter as our Seeker we can't lose. Because we also have three fine chasers and two unstoppable Beaters."
"We got one superb Keeper too" Alicia chimed in.
"It's time now. Good luck. And let's beat those slimy Slytherins!"
And with that the seven scarlet clad figures marched out to the pitch. Oliver pulled Harry behind and plated a kiss on the Seeker's lips.
"I just wanted to say I'll love you if we win or lose."
"Thanks. The music, candles, and book helped a lot too. I'm still nervous."
"Potter, I'm sure we can come up with something. If we win you can have anything you want."
"Anything Wood?"
"Within reason."
"WOOOOODDDDD! POTTER! GET YOUR ARSES OUT HERE THE MATCH IS ABOUT TO START!" Angelina shrieked.
And so the two made their way through the dark tunnel to the bright light hand in hand.