Chapter 4 New seeker, old enemies
Hunter told the story to his fellow teammates all the way to the field, the twins were laughing it up, as the others were curious as to how the Hummer became enchanted. But Hunter only explained his punishment; detention where he would have to write out he wouldn't drive a large vehicle without a license again. "Well at least I still get to play Fidget" Hunter explained as he walked to the field with his fellow teammates. Kane was abit upset with what transpired. His arms were crossed as the team got onto the field. Kane's eyes were locked onto Hunter's. Everyone backed away, knowing Kane was very well pissed off.
"Damn it Potter! Next time, call a cab or something!" Kane growled. "We are -30 points. And knowing how Spark is towards you and your cheerleader Chris there, we will be at -100 in no time!" Kane explained.
"Oh come on Kane! We won't have that many points taken off!" Matt Hardy shot back. "I mean sure Hunter gets his ass in trouble all the time…."
Before Hardy could finish they saw the Scaleyarse team on the field smirking at them. "Speaking of which" Kane growled between his teeth. Scaleyarse approached them. The team had changed since last year; there were some new players.
"Well look at what we got here, a bunch of losers!" called out Rob Conway.
Stephoine smirked back. "You're the one to talk!" she shot back. Just then Rando Malcoy made his way through the crowd, he was dressed to play Fidget!
"Oh, by the way, meet our new seekers. Rando!" grinned Tyson. Kane and the others just sneered at him.
"And as a bonus, my dad got everyone the fastest broomsticks out at the moment! Charred lighting!" he explained as he held out the black handled broomstick.
"It's not going to matter, you're going down!" Chris called.
"Yeah you may have fancy brooms. But they have talent" shot out Stephoine.
Rando smirked. "What would you know about talent? You dirt blood!" he shouted, that remark made even Kane himself get fumed.
"You jackass!" Kane shouted. "You dare call her that!"
"She the only one to possesses magic her parents are Mugglejabronies! She's not a pureblood!" Rando grinned. Chris pulled out his wand, it's was being held together with tape and glue.
"You're gonna pay for that assclown, Worm tongue speak none!" Chris chanted, Chris pointed his wand to Rando. However it wouldn't work. Chris examined his wand and it suddenly went off on him! Chris looked ill as he started to regurgitate worms! Scaleyarse was laughing. Kane looked to the others who were helping Chris, he held his wand behind his back.
"Blazing backsides" he whispered, no sooner did he chant that did all the members of Scaleyarse have the urge to go to the bathroom! Hunter looked to Kane in confusion. Kane just grinned back. They watched Scaleyarse run! "I guess they had a case of the runs?" he grinned. Hunter smirked.
"Next time man. Let me do it" he smirked. Chris spat out the last few worms in his mouth. He looked to Hunter and the others.
"Ok, I'm officially grossed out for the day" Chris announced. Stephoine felt ashamed for what the others found out about her. Hunter looked to her.
"You ok?" he asked.
"No, I'm not. They won't see me as a full sorcereress" she explained.
"Hey anyone messes with you, they deal with us!" Chris shot back; he just stuck his finger in his mouth and pulled out a long worm. "Ew this one tried to get back down. Gross!" He groaned. They did manage to practices abit, but Scaleyarse soon returned, they all had a pissed off look on their faces. Griffengree was already in the air practicing for the game when they looked down to see Scaleyarse staring up at them.
"I don't know which one of you did it… But be sure to know you are all going to pay!" yelled out Rando.
Hunter looked down at him and turned to the others. "Who thinks I can spit on him from here?" he asked.
Kane looked down and smirked. "Oh I think you can do more than spit from here Hunter" he laughed. Scaleyarse didn't take that chance and got off the field. Hunter looked down and saw Stephoine still feel embarrassed about what happened.