Two chapters written and posted in one day? I think that deserves a review...hint...hint. This chapter is completely devoted to Quidditch so I hope that all the Quidditch fans out there will review because they love the sport so much and hopefully this chapter does it justice.
The air was electric in the castle. It felt like millions of sparks surrounded every single student from first year up to seventh year. No one could escape the excitement. It was impossible. It was the last week of school and everyone had already finished their end of the year exams so everyone was focused on one thing.
Quidditch.
Today was the game that decided who won the Quidditch House Cup. It was between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw this year. Ravenclaw had won the year before but that was only because the Gryffindor seeker had sprained her wrist the previous week when she was pushed down some stairs by Slytherins that wanted Ravenclaw to win. They got what they wanted but this year was a completely different game.
This year, both teams had a phenomenal record. Gryffindor was undefeated while Ravenclaw had only lost to Gryffindor by twenty points. At this point, no one knew what the result of the game would be.
James was practically bouncing his seat as he waited for the Quidditch team to walk in. They had become heroes of sorts in the last couple of weeks, seemingly larger than life. They were all fifth years (Except one fourth year) and up and to a little first year, they were superheroes.
The Ravenclaw team entered the hall first. They were in their royal blue Quidditch robes already. Their bronze numbers on their back had a sharp contrast to the dark blue, just as sharp as their minds. Their faces were impassive as they walked down towards the end of the table and sat down, not even talking to the rest of their house. They were all very stiff and tense, but that was their style.
Ursula leaned over and whispered to James, "They look like they're happy."
He snorted in agreement. It looked like someone stuff a wand up each of their butts. He thought that they would at least look a little happy at making it to the House Cup game, but it looked like they were trying to study for their NEWTS.
"Where's d'Gryffindor-"
Elyse's question was cut short as the Great Hall doors were flung open. Fabian and Gideon Prewitt stood smiling in their brilliant red Quidditch robes. Behind them was Gideon's girlfriend, team captain, and Ben's older sister Annabelle. She had a wide smile on her face as she walked in like she owned the place. At her right was Frank Longbottom looking dashing in his uniform; Lily, Elyse, and Ursula swore they saw Alice swoon. Behind the pair of best friends was their other good friend and third and final chaser, Jacob Spinnet, the one that defended Ursula when Amycus Carrow charmed a plate to hit her. Behind him was Clara Roberts, a fifth year and the seeker. Right next to her, purposely placing himself between her and the Slytherin table, was Sean Wood. He was the youngest on the team; a fourth year, but he was the best keeper in the whole school.
Fabian and Gideon looked at each other with secretive smiles on their faces that usually meant nothing good for the rest of the school.
"Ready Fabian?"
"Ready Gideon."
They suddenly took off at break neck speeds and jumped up on the Gryffindor table. They landed perfectly on their feet and started slowly running down the table. They crouched down and high fived every student in their house while chanting "GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR!" which soon half the hall was chanting. When they got to the end of the table, they jumped from the table with a forward flip followed by a cartwheel.
Their team mates followed, but they ran down the aisle between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor to give high fives. They would occasionally stop for friends or siblings; Annabelle stopped and gave Ben a quick hug which caused him to blush. Everyone in both houses started cheering and the air seemed alive. When Frank got to the twin beaters, he laughed and clapped them on the shoulders, "Save the fancy tricks for the field, ya show offs."
They laughed before they found a seat in the middle of the table. The noised seemed to reach a level never before heard in the hall. Ursula couldn't believe she was part of this when she looked down the hall. While the team was careful not to get anything on their uniforms, that didn't stop the twins from telling animated stories from practice or former games.
Frank decided to share his charms skill and he walked up and down the table to charm face paint on everyone's faces. Ursula's and Sirius's faces were each pained half red and half gold. James had "I'M FOR GRYFFINDOR" written on his face with a lion that would walk around his face and occasionally roar. Peter and Remus got the Gryffindor crest covering their face, so when they closed their eyes, it looked like they belonged as a crest on Hagrid's robes. Ben got, "CAPTAIN'S LITTLE BROTHER" on his face. He didn't exactly like it, but he didn't complain because he didn't want to ruin Annabelle's last game. Elyse wanted the fanciest one so Frank got some paint and actually drew tiny versions of the Quidditch team that would fly around her face. She adored it and demanded that all of her friends take a picture after the game.
It only seemed like five minutes when it had really been close to thirty when Annabelle stood up and shouted over all the noise,
"QUIDDITCH TEAM! TO THE LOCKER ROOM, LET'S GO!"
They all stood up, their robes billowing behind them, looking like they were about to go out and conquer the world. They all had serious faces as they walked down the aisle amid the cheers and calls of encouragement. But the twins wouldn't have been themselves if they didn't do something stupid.
As the rest of the team turned the corner, they stopped and turned around. They started blowing kisses and fake sobbing their 'thanks' and they 'could have never done it without every single one of you' to the people at the end of Gryffindor table.
They would have continued to do that forever if a hand did not shoot out from around the corner, grab the back of their robes, and pull them back with the rest of the team.
"And White steals the Quaffle from Quirrel!" The commentator, a seventh year Hufflepuff that none of the first years knew, shouted about half an hour into the game.
The entire section of Gryffindors jumped to their feet screaming. Ben was loudly calling up to his sister, "Watch your elbows!" as she sped past them towards the Ravenclaw hoops. She was going so fast that she left a breeze that actually knocked a tiny second year over.
Elyse on the other hand jumped up and down while pulling on Ursula's arm, "Look! Tere's teh snitch!" she pointed across the field and up.
"WHITE SCORES! TEN POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR!" The commentator shouted at the same time Elyse spoke. The crowd went even more wild so to Ursula it just looked like Elyse was moving her mouth.
"WHAT?"
Elyse sighed, agitated, "I SAID, LOOK, TERE'S TEH SNITCH!"
Ursula followed her finger and to her surprise, right in front of a Hufflepuff banner there was something glittering. It blended in with the flag, the only way she saw it was because of the sun.
"Merlin, how did you find that?" Ursula asked, shocked her friend.
Elyse shrugged with a smile on her face and turned back to the game. There was a loud boo from the Ravenclaw and Slytherin stands when one of the Prewitt twins knocked one of their chasers off their broom. Thankfully, she weren't that far above the ground but it looked like a painful landing. Frank swooped in a spectacular dive and tucked the Quaffle under his arm. He zoomed past a Ravenclaw beater and around one of their chasers.
The Gryffindor's cheering was deafening as Frank flew towards the hoops to score for a second time in the last two minutes. But then the chaser he dodged the first time came from behind him and gave the bristles of his broom a good tug.
With the speed he was going at, momentum forced Frank to tumble off the front of his broom, the Quaffle forgotten. Thankfully, Gideon was right next to him so he grabbed his arm and gently lowered him to the ground while Annabelle called a time out.
The commentator was screaming explicative through the megaphone, words that caused multiple first years and Hufflepuffs to blush. McGonagall or Flitwick usually would have taken the megaphone away, but both were yelling angrily at the Ravenclaw student. McGonagall for nearly killing one of her students and Flitwick was angry because, to be honest, one of his favorite students was Frank and to see him almost seriously injured purposely by a member of his own house disgusted him.
"CALL THAT! THAT'S BLAGGING! CALL IT HOOCH!" The boys and Ursula were screaming at Madame Hooch, who seconds later, blew the whistle and awarded Gryffindor a penalty shot. While Annabelle checked Frank's arm and decided he was alright, Jacob took the shot and made it in.
"ANOTHER GOAL FOR GRYFFINDOR! THAT MAKES THE SCORE 370 TO 250, GRYFFINDOR!"
As the game went on, Gryffindor racked up more and more points while the Ravenclaws got more and more frustrated. They were starting to resort to dirty tactics. When Roberts was high above the pitch looking for the snitch, one of the Ravenclaw beaters sent a bludger her way. She noticed at the last second and thankfully got out of the way, but it was extremely close. The usually calm Ben was ready to storm the pitch and punch the lights out of a Ravenclaw chaser when the said chaser shoved his sister into one of the towers. She was fine, but she didn't fly straight for a couple of minutes. But he didn't need to worry; Gideon got back at the chaser by sending a bludger his way when he wasn't looking. It gave Ravenclaw a penalty shot but Wood saved it.
"ROBERTS HAS SIGHTED THE SNITCH!"
Everyone's attention turned towards Clara Roberts, who was diving at a spectacular speed straight towards the Hufflepuff stands. The Ravenclaw seeker was right behind her, slowly catching up to her. But once she leveled out at stand level she sped straight towards the stands, not diving all the way to the ground like the Ravenclaw seeker expected. The Hufflepuffs scrambled out of the way, petrified that they were about to be killed by what appeared to be a suicidal Gryffindor seeker. Even the other seeker gave up, pulling away about thirty feet from the stands.
Everyone watched with anticipation to see if she would crash, get the snitch, or give up. Suddenly out of nowhere, she shot straight up with her fist raised in victory.
It took everyone a moment.
When it finally sunk in, there was compete pandemonium. The screams from Gryffindor deafened everyone in the pitch as they screamed in victory. The Quidditch team practically tackled Clara from the air and they slowly fell to the ground in a huddled mass. When they untangled themselves, Annabelle looked up at the Faculty Tower.
Dumbledore held the silver Quidditch House Cup towards her. She jumped on her broom and soared straight up to him and shook his hand. He said something to her that made her laugh as she took the cup. She turned towards her house and held the trophy above her head as she flew towards them, using just her legs to guide the broom. Gideon Prewitt soared up next to her and kissed her right in front of the school to see. It wasn't the chastest of kisses either.
While his captain was distracted, Frank Longbottom and Jacob Spinnet flew up behind her and grabbed the Trophy from her.
In an act that only cocky Gryffindors would do, they tossed the trophy back and forth exactly like a Quaffle over their house stands. But then out of nowhere, everyone in the school looked over and saw Sean Wood fly over everyone to Clara with a pure look of joy and determination on his face. When he got close enough to her, he cupped her face with his hands and kissed her. The crowd wolf whistled and both of them blushed. No one could hear him, but they all read his lips as he asked,
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
Her response was to kiss him again. The entire house roared with approval and soon there was a chant of "First come love, then comes marriage, then comes a chaser in a baby carriage"
Sean laughed and shouted back at them, "He'll be a keeper!"
Clara looked mortified but then Sean leaned over on his broom and kissed her again.
James and Sirius gagged, "Too much lovey dovey stuff."
Ben, looking slightly green after seeing his sister and Gideon go at it in front of everyone, nodded in agreement, "way too much lovey dovey stuff."
Ursula rolled her eyes at him and hit his arm, "Shut up, I will bet you that if you ever win the Quidditch House Cup, you'll be kissing your girlfriend for the whole school to see."
Ben rolled his eyes, "I do not want to be seen swapping spit in front of my entire house and all my teachers, thank you very much."
Elyse tried to keep a straight face, remembering a vision she had earlier that week, but it got to be too much so she turned around and burst into laughter.
Oh, Ben would soon learn the wonderful definition of irony. He would learn it well.
There you go. I looked up a lot of information for this so I hope it is right. I felt that I hadn't given Quidditch enough attention throughout this story and it just fit. I hope you all enjoyed.
Since this is basically the end of the year, if there is anything you would like to see happen before they leave their first year or if you have an idea for summer, feel free to leave a review or PM me. I am open to suggestions.