Chapter thirteen: The Ref From Hell
"And then she booted Cheesy out!" Barry exclaimed, "She broke a mirror two years ago!"
Lemo sighed as she shifted her head slightly, she was currently using Barry as a pillow,
"You know, you're too boney to use as a pillow Saucey...Anyway Divination sound like a dud, but Care of Magical Creatures is brilliant! Hagrid had a spectacular first lesson! Introduced us to a Motomusgriff, it was so cool! And it attacked Malfoy!"
Barry chuckled, then felt bad,
"Uhh...Was he okay?"
"Well you know the drama queen he is, claimed he was fucking dying! But he's fine, just shaken and a cut arm. But claims it hurts so bad that he can't play this afternoon."
"Play?"
Lemo sat up straight alarmingly quickly looking startled,
"Barry! The quidditch match is this afternoon!" She looked at Cheesy's old watch (She'd won it in last night's poker game Andy, Cheesy, Banana and her played.), "It's in about four hours!"
Barry jumped up,
"Sorry babe! I got to go, you know I'm captain etc..."
Lemo nodded understaningly,
"Go on, go be obsessive again..." Barry kissed her briefly then turned and ran off towards the castle leaving Lemo alone looking at the clouds. Spotting one particular cloud she shed a tear,
"That cloud looks like a weasel..."
"Okay team! Are you ready?" Barry questioned, which was answered with a series of unenthusiastic moans, groans and hiccup, "Who hiccupped?" He paced up and down until Andy hiccupped again, he stopped in front of her and tried to look threatening even though he was shorter, "Will you desese?".
"Barry...Desese mean die. I think you mean desist-" Emo began.
"Whatever, Andy hold your breath, or I'll-"
"But will you be able to beat the bad luck omen?" Andy suddenly began glum, "According to Tregrassy I'm highly capable of killing you with my birthday..."
Barry tried to ignore the comment,
"Okay guys get ready!"
"Hey, Barry I know it's not the best time to ask...But have to seen my rat?"
"Don, you don't have a rat."
"I'm pretty sure I do."
"You don't."
"I do! Remember I keep forgetting him?"
Barry scratched his head,
"Did you remember to bring him this year?"
"I don't know, because-"
"Don! Your right, now is not the time..."
"Welcome to the first Quidditch match of the season! Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor! I'm your commentator Jalayna Sheep!"
The Gryffidors froze, Don was the first to speak,
"Jubby?"
"What happened to Bonny-March?" Andrew asked.
"No time!" Barry was starting to get nervous, "Quick! Quick! Line up! Quick! Quick!"
"Hold your ponies!" Lemo mumbled."
"-As usual the Hufflepuff go first and aren't organised, oh well...McPea... Plankton... Borris... Tapsell... Montgonary... Pirrate... Meadow!"
The Hufflepuff's began cheering like mad.
"LINE UP DAMMIT!" Barry yelled, even though they were already lined up...
"For Gryffindor, we have Finnegan... Parker... Roberts... Rose... Saucepan... Watson... aaaaaaaaaaaaaand Weasel!"
Gryffindor screamed their support, but over the cheering they could hear loud almost microphoned cheers, which sounded suspiously like Cheesy and Banana...The Gryffindor team jogged over to the Hufflepuff team who was standing beside Professor Tregrassy. Wait, Tregrassy?
"What are you doing here!" Andy exclaimed in dismay.
Tregrassy screamed,
"IT'S YOU!"
Andrew hugged Andy closer to him,
"What is she on about babe?"
Andy looked surprised,
"I thought I told you about Cheesy and I being thrown out of Divination?"
Andrew shook his head.
"Okay, I'll tell you later..." Andy whispered.
"DUMBLEDORE!" Tregrassy hollered, "I can't referee this match!"
Dumbledore stood up,
"Why the hell not?"
"SHE'S CURSED!"
Andy screamed in frustration,
"SIR! TREGRASSY'S BEING A BITCH!"
Over the microphone Cheesy yelled,
"SIR! SHE IS A BITCH!"
"That's enough!" Dumbledore yelled, "It is Professor Tregrassy..."
"Sir! I'm not playing if she's refing!" Andy stated.
"I'M NOT-"
"Oh put a cork in it!" Lemo cried.
"Well..." Professor Dumbledore began