Harry shook his legs up and down, looking at the dirt under him. He was really scared. Scared that he was going to forget everything and let his team down. Not to mention this was his first game and everyone will be watching him.
"What if I don't catch it? What if the other Seeker catches it first? What if I embarrass myself out there? What if I fall of my broom and break my neck?"
"Potter?" Harry sharply looked up with a light gasp seeing Wood with the team behind him. "You ready? It's go time." "Huh? Oh. Yeah." Harry reached out and grabbed his broom. He followed Wood, the twins and the other players behind Harry. He could hear the distant cheers from the stadium above. This did not help his nerves at all.
At last they reached the door that lead to the playing field, Harry stopping next to Oliver. As the players scrambled to their positions, Harry looked on nervously. Oliver looked at him, knowing that look. "You scared Harry?" Harry looked at Oliver, then back to the front. "A little." He admitted. "It's alright. Felt the same way before my first game." Oliver confessed. Harry sharply turned to the Upperclassmen and asked him what happened on his first game.
"Ah, don't really remember. Got hit with a bludger two minutes in." Harry took a deep sharp breath as soon as that sentence was out. "Woke up in the hospital one week later." Oliver finished as he looked at Harry.
Harry looked very scared now. So not only could the game rely on him, but now he had to watch out for bludgers, other players, and try not to fall off, while everyone was watching him. Harry took a great gulp, and the door opened.
The sun shone brightly in his eyes, Harry trying to squint at the field. Everyone mounted their broomsticks, Oliver looking at Harry one last time. "You ready?" He smiled. Harry nodded nervously, and off they went.
The crowd cheered ferociously as the two teams zoomed freely around the playing field. The mixes of red and green capes flapped around in the air as everyone flew around in random locations.
"Wow! This is incredible!" Wendy awed in the teachers stands. "I agree. Even though our houses aren't playing, it was nice for Dumbledore to invite us into the special stands!" Levy smiled, cheering on the two teams as they flew by. "Well I must say that this looks like an interesting game. I look forward to seeing which house will be superior." Erza smiled slyly at Mira. "Likewise Erza. Just to let you know, Slytherin will show no mercy." Mira smiled, a bit of dark aura coming out of her. "Hmhmhmhm well we will see." Erza smiled back, red aura coming out of her.
Levy and Wendy slowly backed up, as they could feel the rivalry tension between the two. "Oh boy, here we go…." Levy muttered, thinking back to when they were kids.
"Hey why are you three down in the dumps? I thought you'd be excited by the game." Gajeel noticed, the slimy three pouting. "That stupid fire head professor gave us seven hours of detention with her, because YOU went missing." Draco hissed under the cheering. "What are you talking about? I was in the bathroom." Gajeel lied straightly. Draco stared at him, and gave him a snarl. "Say what you want, I know there's something fishy going on, and I'm going to get to the bottom of this!" Draco pointed at him, and turned back to the game.
Lucy stayed silently in the back of her section, reading a book about Quidditch making sure she got the rules patted down. "Oh I see! So that's how it all works! Seems interesting….." Lucy closed the book and pushed to the front to see the action. "Which house should I go for…." Lucy wondered, while everyone cheered randomly for the thrill of it. "I guess I'll just cheer." Lucy smiled, jumping up and down whooping.
Gray leaned on the banister not sure what was going on. "Aren't you excited Gray?! It's Quidditch between the most two tensed filled houses!" Susan giggled bouncing on the stands. "Well uh, I wasn't really exposed to these things much, so I don't really know…." Gray admitted awkwardly scratching his head. "Right, look." Justin wrapped his hand around Gray's neck. "Uh, let's see….I'll explain in muggle terms. You know football, dodgeball, car racing, baseball and polo?" Gray blanked out at those terms, more confused than he ever was before. "Uh….Yeah….?" Gray said in an unsure voice. "Quidditch is all that together. But flying." Gray smiled awkwardly and put his thumb up. "Oh right! I see! Thanks Justin." Justin smiled and nodded before going back to cheering. "Well that didn't help… Maybe I should have asked Lucy or read through the guide…." Gray sighed awkwardly.
"Welcome everyone! To the first Hogwarts Quidditch match of the season! We are in for quite the treatment ladies and gentlemen, as the first match is Gryffindor against Slytherin!"
"Move it! Coming through!" Ron yelled as he squeezed through the cheering crowd, his other roommates behind him behind him. "Hermione!" Ron called out. "Guys! Where were you? And Natsu! Why weren't you at breakfast?" Hermione asked in that usual strict tone. "Sorry. Natsu slept in." Neville told her, shifting his head to Natsu. "Well, at least you made it in time. The match is about to start." Hermione smiled, leaning on the banisters eager to see the match to start.
Natsu looked around at the field, completely confused at what was on the field. "What the hell is all this? I have no clue what's going on…." Natsu grumbled looking at the field. "You alright Natsu?" Hagrid asked, looking down at him. "Oh hey Hagrid! Haven't seen you in a while. Yeah I'm alright, just observing…." Suddenly Harry zoomed past Natsu, causing the observer to flinch back. "Woah….he's really fast…." Natsu awed. "Course he is! He's riding the Nimbus 2000!" Ron exclaimed proudly.
Harry weaved in and out of the stands, looking around the field. He did as he was told, and took a high point watching the game while waiting patiently for the Golden Snitch. Even though he had to stand by for now, at least he had a good view for his first game. He looked across him, and saw the other Seeker, staring at him intently.
"The players take their positions! Here comes Madam Hooch to release the balls for the game to begin!" Gray leaned over, noticing the case was shaking very violently. "What's in there?" He muttered. "Something alive?" Erza whispered to herself.
"Now, I want a nice clean game. From all of you." Madam Hooch strictly told them, as she knew Gryffindor and Slytherin always had bad blood between them. Everyone looked at each other, eyes boiling with revenge and tension. Madam Hooch wandered to the trunk and kicked the box open. As the case opened, the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch zoomed out of the trunk and flew randomly out flying around the field. "Woah!" Wendy gasped, watching the balls fly freely around.
"The Bludgers erupt! Followed by the Golden Snitch! Remember the Snitch is worth a hundred and fifty points. The Seeker who catches it first ends the game!" The Snitch flew around the two seekers as if taunting them playfully, before it buzzed away to the far side of the field.
Madam Hooch strided behind the case and picked up the last ball in the trunk. The fairies looked on, wondering what she was doing. She then tossed it into the air as high as she could.
"The Quaffle is released…."
As the ball was pulled back down, the players swooped down like a pack of wolves fighting over the best meat.
"And the game begins!"
Everyone watched in awe and excitement at what was happening. The players swooped in and out of the stands, the wind strongly carrying behind them. "Woah! This is AWESOME! KICK THEIR BUTTS GRYFFINDOR!" Natsu cheered. Ron had to do a double take as he swore there was fire in his throat, but he deducted it was a trick of the mind.
"I like this game!" Gajeel snickered, folding his arms as everyone else cheered. "Well so far, this is quite an exhilarating match." Erza smiled, ducking as a player flew over the teachers stands. "I must say so as well Miss Scarlet." Mira agreed, holding her hair down. Levy and Wendy screamed and ducked, scared the brooms were going to hit them.
For Lucy and Gray, they didn't know what to think or say! Everything was just flying by so fast and so energetically. Flips, dodges, speeding through the air…. They didn't know what to say but…. "This game is AWESOME!"
It was about five seconds until the first goal was scored. "And with that amazing throw by Angelina Johnson, Gryffindor earns ten points!" The commentator cheered, adding ten points to the score board. Harry clapped enthusiastically, cheering for the first goal. "Yes!" He fist pumped, before flinching back as a bluder flew past. Harry quickly grabbed on the broomstick again, in a bit of shock. "Don't lose focus Harry!" He told himself.
"Wooo! Gryffindor!" Natsu cheered, with everyone. He didn't know the rules, but he didn't care unless his team was winning. "Kick Gajeel's ass!" He yelled mechanically. "I'm not playing you stupid moron!" A yell from the other side told him off. "Well it's your house so I say you are!" Natsu yelled back. Draco looked at Gajeel as if he was some mad man. No one said anything to him, so why?
"Slytherin takes possession of the Quaffle." Draco immediately turned to the field ignoring what happened with Gajeel, and cheered his house on, smiling and applauding. "Bletchery passes it on to Captain Marcus Flint!" Flint dodged the oncoming Gryffindors with ease, his rotten smile on his face.
Natsu looked at him as he zoomed by. He had a nasty feeling about him…. As if he were planning something. Everyone else had that same feeling as well. Erza eyed him, not trusting this player. As one of Gryffindor's players reached out for him, he unhesitantly kicked her in the stomach!
"Oh!" The crowd groaned. "Hey, what the hell?! Disqualify him!" Natsu enraged, pointing at the Slytherin Captain. Lucy gasped, hands over her mouth and Gray gritted his teeth at the Slytherin Captain. Gajeel widened his eyes a bit, but continued to clap with his house. "What on earth…?! Is this even allowed?!" Erza gasped, slightly elevating out of her seat. Wendy and Levy looked on nervously as the girl regained her balance on the broom.
As he flew to Gryffindor's goals, he swiftly dodged the Bludgers and other players. He lifted the Quaffle, and threw it towards the goal. But then Oliver zoomed up and whacked the ball back with the end of his broom with a backflip. "Yeah! Teach that guy a lesson!" Natsu cheered, both his fists in the air. "Yes!" Gray called out. "Woohoo!" Lucy cheered jumping up and down. "Yeaaaah!" Wendy leaped up, hands punching the air with Levy. Mira and Erza simply clapped.
Marcus sneered at Wood, who in return, gave him a cheeky smile.
Two chasers from each team wove in and out of the observing stands. The Gryffindor team tossed the Quaffle to and from each other to confuse the Slytherin Chasers. Soon they went for the goals. The current possessor flew behind Slytherins Goals and tossed it to Angelina, who scored another ten points for her team.
"YES!" Harry and Natsu cheered, clapping with their house. "ANOTHER ten points for Gryffindor!" "Wooo!" Lucy cheered and clapped. Even though she didn't really like sports, this one was really growing on her. Slytherin, on the other hand, was beginning to mope and worry for their team. It's as if they all were losing hope and sapping away into sore losers. Gajeel was probably the only one still trying to cheer on his house.
Soon the Quaffle was in possession of Slytherin. The possessor ducked and weaved like Marcus, but when a player once again reached out for it, he elbowed her without a second thought. "Hold on! That's against the rules!" Lucy yelled out. "Why isn't he disqualified?!" She called out, but no one heard her over her screams.
He flew towards Gryffindor's goals, and… was foiled by Oliver's capture of the ball. He threw it back out, his teammate catching it. Marcus was having none of this now. "Give me that!" He snapped, snatching the baton from the closest beater, who had no problem with it. As a Bludger flew towards Marcus, he knocked it back, hitting Oliver in the face. He went flying back with a grunt, through the hoop and crashed into the sand below him. With his work done Marcus tossed the bat back to the beater and flew off.
"Oh my gosh!" Lucy gaspped in horror. "Oh no!" Wendy cried out standing up suddenly. "Ugh…..Why isn't he disqualified?!" Gray let out in a rage. "That has to give him a disqualification!" Levy shouted. But for some reason, it didn't.
"Oliver!" The whole Gryffindor house gasped in shock and horror, leaning over the banister. Natsu was pissed now. But he had to refrain himself from his flaming rage. "Slytherin…!" He gritted. As the other three houses booed, Slytherin just pointed and laughed, with a mixture of cheering.
Now with no keeper, Slytherin started performing fancy tricks as if they won. Like jumping off their broom over the Gryffindor players, and landing back on, while shooting their goals. Harry gritted his teeth. He wanted to do something, but he couldn't otherwise he'd be disqualified.
"And with that shot, Slytherin earns ten points." Slytherin began to cheer now, now that the tables had been turned.
Marcus flew up, observing the field. "Take that side!" He gritted, to a nearby player pointing behind him. The boy nodded and dipped down to the side, while Marcus flew forward. Angelina flew straight ahead with the Quaffle, unaware that the two serpents were about to strike from the grass. Marcus pointed at her, and the two Slytherins wedged her, making her stuck between them. They then roughly guided her into the Gryffindor stands, and at the last minute pulled back, taking the Quaffle with them.
Angelina braced for impact as she disappeared behind the gold and red cloth, followed by a crash. A human sized lump could be seen rolling down the scaffolding, until Angelina appeared at the bottom unconscious. All the teachers stood up, shocked at what had happened. Harry cringed at the sight, while Natsu was beginning to have his wits end about Slytherin's tactics. "I need to get down there!" Wendy cried, having an urge to heal Oliver and Angelina. "Don't worry, their being taken to the infirmary. They'll be fine for now." Levy pointed, as the paramedics took them off the field.
Slytherin, now in possession, scored another goal by tossing the Quaffle up and batted it in with the end of the broomstick. "Yeah!" Slytherin cheered, while Gryffindor cringed at the current situation.
The score was tied up. Harry watched the out of control fiasco beneath him, watching out for the Snitch. Suddenly, a fluttering like sound came behind him, and appeared in front of Harry's face. Harry didn't waste his chance. He zoomed after the Snitch, before it could go out of his sight again. He ducked as a Bludger nearly knocked him on the head. "Whew, that was close." Harry thought, looking back at the Bludger.
Suddenly, his broom went rouge on him. Shaking violently up and down on its own. Might as well been on some kind of rodeo. "Woah, woah!" Harry gasped, as the broom attempted to shake him off. "Ah, ah!" He screamed, as the broom began to do flips and spins to get him off.
The Fairies looked on guard. "Why are they attempting to strike now?!" Erza thought in a concerned manner. "Is someone controlling the broom?!" Gray thought, not knowing what to do. "What do we do?!" Wendy mentally screamed.
"What's going on with Harry's broomstick?" Hagrid asked, everyone looking up in confusion. Hermione focused the binoculars on him, watching him jolt around for a bit, then focused in on Snape, who was muttering something. "It's Snape! He's jinxing the broom!" Hermione whispered to Ron. "Jinxing the broom?! What do we do?!" Ron whispered violently. "I'll deal with this. Stay here." She ordered, slipping from the crowd.
Harry continued to rock side to side, up and down, before flipping over, and grasping on for dear life. Everyone watched helplessly as Slytherin laughed at the show. "Harry!" Natsu yelled up his foot on the stand. "Natsu! That's like a one hundred foot drop! Get down from there!" Ron hissed, pulling him down. "But he's in trouble!" Natsu argued, fighting back. "Why is Natsu getting hot again?!" Ron thought, his hands beginning to feel steadily hotter.
Meanwhile, Hermione snuck her way around and pulled out her wand. She crawled under the stands and found Snape's cape. She took a silent breath and chanted. "Lacarnum Inflamarae." A sudden spark flew onto Snape's cape, and slowly caught on fire, unaware to Snape. Hermione hastily backed off and disappeared.
The teacher next to him jumped up and exclaimed "Fire! You're on fire!" Snape looked down, and hastily jumped up with all the teachers looking at him. Everyone stomped the fire out quickly, knocking Professor Quirrell over as well.
Harry's broom stopped and remained still again. Harry, now relieved that this was over, hoisted himself back up, and zoomed off. Everyone sighed relief, knowing that everything was fine now. Natsu especially was cooling off. "Awh, man, that was close!" He sighed.
Harry zoomed after Higgs, who was gaining on the Snitch. Harry bashed into his side, trying to gain the Snitch. Higgs, surprised by this, bashed Harry back. As the two duked it out, Harry was hit out of the field, but swooped back in behind. The two kept bashing each other, and the Snitch divided, the two Seekers following. As the ground came up fast, the two looked at each other and back again. Higgs looked at Harry, then back at the Snitch, not knowing what to do. At the very last minute he pulled himself up, and Harry continued to chase the Snitch.
Harry slowly steadied himself up, and balanced himself to the Snitch. He reached out, but stepped to forward and tumbled off the broom. "Oh!" The crowed gasped. Harry stood up, dizzy and confused, blinking and staggering. He then gagged and reached for his stomach as everyone flew past him. Hermione ran out just in time to see the end, as the teachers stood up in a worried state.
"He looks like he's gonna be sick!" Hagrid said in a deep concern, as everyone looked on. Harry then spat out a round golden sphere catching it with both hands. "He's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives a hundred and fifty points for catching the Snitch!" Levy and Wendy looked at the field in surprise, then at each other smiling. Hooch blew her whistle and raised her hand.
"GRYFFINDOR WINS!"
"YEAAAAAAH!" Natsu roared victoriously. Wendy and Levy cried in a hug cheering for the outcome, Mira and Erza also jumping up and down. Even though Mira's house didn't win, she knew Gryffindor deserved it. Lucy cried tears of joy, her big smile gleaming. Gray put his thumbs up as his friends from his house hugged him. Gajeel looked upset, but on the inside, he was happy that Gryffindor won. "No!" Draco cried out, his hands holding his head, his house kicking a fuss. Throwing their flags down and doing a toddler tantrum.
"Hold on! He got that with his mouth! That doesn't count!" Marcus argued against Hooch. "Which later ended up in his hands. I think that counts." Hooch countered with a bit of a snark.
Harry was surprised. He looked around, everyone cheering and shouting with joy. Harry held it up for the world to see. The remaining Gryffindor team members flew down and clapped for Harry. Fred and George knocked Batons, and gave him a big thumbs up and smiled.
"Go go Gryffindor! Go go Gryffindor!" Harry smiled, happy he had helped won the game.
"Harry! That was incredible!" Hermione, Ron and Natsu ran up to him and gave him the biggest hug ever. "You really taught those Slytherin jerks a lesson!" Natsu smiled. "You were bloody amazing Harry!" Ron gasped in awe. "Thanks guys." Harry gleefully smiled.
"Harry!" Lucy and Gray ran up to Harry, meeting up with Natsu, Ron and Hermione. "You were great! Congratulations!" Lucy smiled, her hands together. "Yeah man! That was thrilling!" Gray smirked, holding out his fist sideways. "Thanks Lucy, Gray." Harry grinned, bumping his fist on top and ended with a fist bump.
"Are Angelina and Wood alright?" Lucy asked, concerned. "Don't worry. They were taken to the infirmary. Wendy's treating them now." Everyone turned around, seeing Erza, Levy, and Mira walking up to them smiling. "She gives you her congratulations." Erza smiled. "You did very well Harry. Congratulations." Mira smiled shaking his hand. "Thank you Professor Strauss." He smiled.
"Well we have work to mark. Congratulations again." Levy smiled, walking off with Mira and Erza. "And I've got to go do some study. Natsu, I need to talk to you later, alright?" Lucy smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't get this the wrong way." She gritted, and kissed him on the cheek. Gray opened his eyes in surprise, taken aback a bit. "See you guys later!" She smiled and waved, and walked away with Gray.
"What the hell was that about? When did you two hook up?" Gray asked, hands behind his head, walking away from the stadium. "We're not dating. It's just complicated…" Lucy sighed, facepalming. Gray snickered "Yeah right. The way you two look at each other on the field, and everything? You two are so doing it." Gray teased. "Don't you dare turn into Happy!" Lucy snapped.
As the Natsu walked out with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, a grainy voice stopped them. "Hey Potter." Everyone turned around, and saw Gajeel walking up to them. "You're Slytherin aren't you?! What do you want? Revenge?" Ron asked, edgy. "I just wanted to say congrats on winning the Quidditch Match." Gajeel said simply. "To be honest, I was secretly rooting for Gryffindor to win." Gajeel snickered, rubbing the back off his head. "Slytherin was way too rough." He admitted. Harry, Hermione and Ron were astounded by what a Slytherin had said to them. Natsu just smiled. "Welp anyway, see you guys around." Gajeel put his hand up as a goodbye and left the stadium.
"Well that was really weird…" Ron grumbled. "Nah! Even though he's in Slytherin he seems like a nice guy." Natsu smiled. "Anyway, don't mind me. Just thinking outloud." Natsu smiled. He then turned slightly around, as if hearing something from behind. "Anyway, I'll see you guys around!" Natsu smiled, running out.
The three of them tilted their heads, wondering why Natsu bolted all of a sudden.
"Harry! There you are!" Everyone turned around and saw Hagrid, hobbling towards them. "Hagrid!" Everyone smiled. "Harry! Incredible! I could never be prouder!" Hagrid beemed, shaking Harry's hand up and down with both of his gigantic hands. "Thanks Hagrid!" Harry beamed, his voice vibrating a bit from the shake. "Though what was wrong with your broom?" Everyone looked at Hagrid, then rubbed their heads.
"We have a theory."