Chapter Six
Time has passed and Gwen is trying to get on with her life, if Snape doesn't want a friend then she should just give up. Any way what with the first game of the quidditch season upon her Gwen has more important things to worry about, especially since Sirius Black's ego has swelled so much since he started dating Sara that his nimble broom may break under the weight. He really is a twat, how could she be so obsessed with him? Oh right, he is gorgeous and cool.
She pulls on her brown dragon hide gloves; her belly is a bag of nerves even though she hasn't got much to worry about as they are playing against Hufflepuff. She has always felt empathy for those unfortunate few that are placed in the forth house destined for well nothing, as they aren't the brightest or bravest but then at least they aren't in Slytherin. It was stupid of her to think about the green and silver scarf wearing students because a picture of Severus Snape pops into her head.
She goes out into the tunnel where she meets the other players on the team who are all boys. "Hey guys," she shrugs trying to play it cool.
"Are you nervous Gwenie?" Sirius asks with that mischievous glint in his grey eye.
"Nope, as long as your bloated head can get off the ground we should win without much of a problem." She grins. "I mean it's Hufflepuff!"
They mount their brooms and start the match of the day against their yellow rivals. The new Quidditch teacher is a young woman named Hootch who used to play for the English team; she blows the whistle and throws the ball into the air.
Watching from the narrator's box is Remus Lupin who is filling in for the boy who usually does it. "And there off, Black gets the ball first and heads down to the Hufflepuff hoops...Only to be hit by a bludger, good shot Jenkins... Pass it Siri for Merlin's sake!"
Gwen waits for him to pass but Black's arrogance wouldn't let him. She watches flabbergasted as Lloyd Puddlewinkle takes the ball but she soon catches up after him and snatches it back tucking it under her arm. She zooms down to the other end of the pitch dodging bludgers galore to the goal and scores.
"A brilliant move from our own Welsh dragon, you go girl!" Remus cheers making Gwen smile. "Ten points to Gryffindor!"
Gwen winks at the Hufflepuff keeper cheekily.
"What was that? Was that the Snitch?" Remus asks as James Potter and his opponent race off above the stands. Gwen has to admit that Potter has a skill on his broom that should make the crowd go wild, she doesn't have nearly as much talent but she isn't a spectator.