Chapter Twenty Nine, Posted September First 2006
The only excuse as to why I haven't updated is that shi … I mean life happens. Fantastic news though - I turned 18 (May 31st) which in New Zealand means I'm legally an adult and allowed to drink! So I got rather (incredibly, unbelievably, learned how high my alcohol tolerance is) smashed and learned just how bad a hangover is, I never threw up though! Anyway, here's the (long awaited) chapter. I AM SO FREAKING SORRY THAT THIS IS SO SHORT AND HAS TAKEN SO LONG TO POST, AT ABOUT 1am THIS MORNING I REALISED WHAT TODAY WAS…My wee story is two years old!
Italics are the P.O.V.'s thoughts. In the commentators P.O.V. the brackets are non spoken sections: it's hard with two Zabini's!
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Previously:
"Ronald I am sick of you, I am going to eat at the Slytherin table where at least they think before they speak!" I stood up and stormed away; I resisted the urge to slap him, it would have hopefully knocked some sense into him if I had. Hopefully Ron can figure out what he is going to think about Ginny and Harry soon because other wise he might do something stupid. I smiled at Draco and Blaise as I approached the Slytherin table; they had saved me a seat between them.
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Mya's P.O.V.
I feel like my stomach is spinning. What was I thinking when I decided to learn how to play quidditch? What was I thinking when I decided to join a team to play quidditch? Today is the first official quidditch game of the season, Slytherin verses Ravenclaw. Its currently five in the morning, I woke up about ten minutes ago rather disoriented and struggling to figure out why I was so anxious and then it hit about what I was going to do today. I was expected to play a full game of quidditch in front of the entire school and not do something stupid! I have been trying to remain rather calm and detached when it comes to my new found enjoyment of quidditch. I am well aware that people are sceptical of my skill because even I know that you really have to see me play to believe that I can; people's stereotype of me is firmly set. Draco had had the team out practicing almost every night to make sure that we were well prepared; Ravenclaw was not an easy team to beat. They were well known as having planned out their games, tactics and all possible variables in advance; everything was taken into consideration in anticipation of a win. I was totally over analysing every thought that was going through my head, a completely idiotic move of course. Pulling myself out of bed I decided to have a shower, I did not anticipate finding Draco opening the door to the bathroom on the opposite side of the room; I would appear that I was not the only nervous player on the Slytherin team. He gave me an understanding look before speaking.
"Have a shower and breakfast, you might not feel like it but you will need it. I'll let you go first." Draco said before returning to his room and shutting the door. I suppose I should listen to him, he is the expert in this situation. Twisting on the taps in the shower I decided I needed something to relax me. Turning on the small radio, which had been charmed to work, in the bathroom the loud beat of the music greeted me; The Weird Sisters latest hit. Steam from the shower reminded me that I better hurry up, after all Draco would also want a shower. He could have joined me to save time. WHERE IN MERLINS NAME DID THAT COME FROM? Draco was waiting in his room while I was taking a shower, purely innocent thought which just came out wrong, I'm sure, I hope. Giving up on that disastrous train of thought I concentrated on relaxing my mind and body. Thinking back on the practice moves that Draco had been drilling us through for the past few weeks I focused all my attention on every single detail which I had to know. The beat of the music and the trail of my thoughts distracted me long enough to have a relaxing shower.
Draco's P.O.V.
After Mya had had her shower and finished with the bathroom I managed to have a shower; although it was a tad on the chilly side, Mya had been in there longer than I thought. I entered the great hall and noticed that as per usual it was the two competing quidditch teams and a few early rising students were the only ones there. Quidditch teams seem to never sleep past 6am on the day of a game; I suppose the fact that today's game was starting at 9am might have something to do with it though. Already dressed in their quidditch robes, like myself, was the rest of my team. Mya looks really good in her quidditch robes... Whoa! Stop that train of thought now, you have to focus on the game and your team not just her!
"Morning everyone, are you all ready for today's game?" Several nods and grunted noises were the only acknowledgement I got. "Alright Graham?" He was looking a bit on the green side and I wasn't referring to his uniform.
"I'm just a bit nervous about today." He told me. Noticing his plate was empty I moved the platter of toast so it was in front of him; he took the hint and began to nibble on a piece. Glancing at Mya I noticed that she was also looking a bit green, she looked worse this morning before her shower though. Blaise was sitting next to her and was currently loading both his and her plate with food; I figure that she will be alright soon after all Blaise is looking out for her. Munching on some eggs and toast I eyed up the Ravenclaw team, they seemed to be in a similar state with Michael Corner, the current captain, trying to force Mike Fawcett and Steward Ackerley to eat. Mike was the new chaser and Steward was the new keeper; I noticed that most of the quidditch teams had about two new members and unfortunately since this was the first game of the season I have no idea of their skills and weaknesses. Slowly more and more students began to drift into the great hall and by eight thirty the hall was buzzing with talk and energy for the upcoming game. House members were wishing the players luck and a few were threatening some members with bodily harm if they let the team down; although this was usual for Slytherin house I could see just how it was affecting the team.
"Mya, do you mind if I get the team to come up to our room?" I whispered in her ear. She had a quick glance at the team before replying.
"That's fine with me but please get a bucket for Graham, I'm not in the mood for having puke in the common room." Looking at him again I realised just how nervous he was.
"Alright team; I want everyone to come with me please." I noticed that not only had I caught the team's attention but also most of the Slytherin house was now looking at me; normally the quidditch team would stay until they had to head down to the pitch. I simply ignored everyone and began to walk out of the hall.
"Draco, where exactly are we going?" Daphne asked me after we had exited the great hall; I then noticed that the rest of the team apart from Mya were also a bit confused.
"Were going to the heads common room, you were all getting distracted and that isn't going to help you with the game. I thought that we might as well use the common room as a good place to get away from everyone before the game." No one seemed to object so we continued to the common room, whispering the password I was amused by the reaction Graham had.
"I am definitely going to try to be head boy now!"
Wayne Hopkins/The Commentator's P.O.V.
"Hello and Welcome to the first Quidditch game of the season! I'm Wayne Hopkins, of Hufflepuff house, your commentator for today. Today's match is between Slytherin and Ravenclaw; here come the players now. If anyone would like to view or purchase pictures from today's match then please contact Colin Creevey of Gryffindor house; he is now the official school photographer not just an annoying guy with a camera. I'm only joking Colin!
The Slytherin team is captained by Draco Malfoy the team's seeker and longest member, the keeper is new comer Graham Pritchard, the beaters are returning players Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle who are ruthless in their defence of the team. The returning chasers and Daphne Greengrass and Blaise Zabini; they have been joined by their other new member, Mya Zabini who was previously known as Hermione Granger and is also a member of Gryffindor house.
On the Ravenclaw team we have returning players Terry Boot and Michael Corner as beaters who both sport a fighting swing. Returning chasers Lisa Turpin and Orla Quirke are a mighty team with a strong defence which is joined this year by Mike Fawcett. The seeker is the sharp eyed Mandy Brocklehurst. The keeper is the other new comer Steward Ackerley. The team is captained by Terry Boot.
The teams are all ready; the captains shake hands, looks like they are having a bit of a struggle over who has the strongest grip. Madame Hooch has released the snitch and bludger; she has tossed the quaffle, while blowing sharply on the whistle, which Blaise Zabini has caught and there off!
(Blaise) Zabini passes to (Mya) Zabini who quickly dodges the approaching Turpin, dropping the quaffle down to fellow chaser Greengrass she tosses the quaffle which sails clear through the left hoop past the valiant attempts of defence from Ackerley, not a good start to his first match. The score is 10 – 0 to Slytherin.
The quaffle is now in Ravenclaw's possession, Turpin tosses to Quirke who turns sharply to avoid the bludger hit by Goyle, Quirke throws to Fawcett who takes aim and he scores. The score is tied at 10 all.
Malfoy and Brocklehurst are both flying high keeping an eye out for the elusive golden snitch, worth 150 points and when caught ends the game.
Slytherin once again in possession of the quaffle, (Blaise) Zabini shoots across the pitch, tossing the quaffle to Greengrass who drops it down to (Mya) Zabini she spins to avoid an on coming bludger, she throws the quaffle, it sails through the hoop.
Ravenclaw now in possession…
Fifty Six minutes later, the winning teams common room
Shouts of celebration, yells of joy and victory was all that you could currently hear from the common room. The whole house had packed inside; not a single space wasn't occupied by a person, a crate of butter beer or food of come assortment. The house cheer was being belted out at full volume from students. A few expressions of success and excitement even flittered across the face of the head of house that rarely showed emotion.
Suddenly a hush fell over the students, everyone fought to see those that had just come through the portrait door: then an all mighty roar erupted. This was their team, the team that had won! All the members were still dressed in their quidditch robes, their broomsticks swung over their shoulders. Several looking a bit worse for wear, one of the beaters was supporting their arm which they had unfortunately dislocated when hitting a bludger away from a fellow team member. Every player either had some bruises or cuts but they also wore expressions of joy.
"Let's get this party going!" The team captain yelled and all the students listened.
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