DISCLAIMER:ALL THAT YOU RECOGNISE IS NOT MINE! Property of JK Rowling
-Hey you guys. I am extrreemmly sorry it took my so long to update, but it has been a really busy last few weeks. But I promise that from now on I'll try and be more diligent in updates :) but again i hope you guys enjoy this. My bad for any typos. I'm not a big prof-reader.
"I wonder where they are?" Bryant asked mostly to himself as he paced the corridor leading to the Great Hall.
"I don't know but they better hurry up, I'm hungry." Alex said impatiently as he sat on the stairs, reclined on his elbows.
"Cecilia said to meet her before breakfast and so we will."
"But you're going to be late." He said sitting up and pointing his finger at him accusingly.
"So what. I don't need that extra practice. I've only been practicing all week, night and day." But it was true; Bryant had been working his butt off so he could beat the Gryffindor team. He was the goalkeeper and would never let his team down. And he wouldn't, he saw it as not trying to "over work" himself.
"Snape is going to kill you."
"Ok whatever. I give. Tell them I'm sorry and I'll see them later." He said irritated that he was right.
And Alex just nodding to acknowledge that he understood, Bryant left the room, leaving only Alex. And just as the last bored sigh escaped his lips, he could hear the patter of footsteps trailing down steps.
"Don't fall asleep or anything.."
Alex opened his eyes to see who had spoken, Anthea.
" 'Bout time you two showed up, how long does it.." stopping in his words he realized why they had taken so long.
"You guys look…well great." He said his eyes skipping quickly to Cecilia but falling back on Anthea. And then quickly rebuilding his lost composure, he stood up straight and walked swiftly to the door of the Great Hall.
"Yes it is quite amazing you don't have to look drab those robes." Cecilia said following him, and she was a firm believer in what said. She refused to conform to the average robes and uniform look, so she never disappointed in adding her own flare.
And now the three of them walked through the great hall to wait for the game nobody would miss.
"Oh. Where's Bryant?" Cecilia said with somewhat of urgency.
"You'll see sooner than later." Alex replied, looking smug.
Confused by his response the only thing Cecilia could come up with to say was a simple, "Yea ok."
And Cecilia was still wondering where Bryant was as they walked to the large stadium. But decided she would find out soon enough just as Alex had said and settled into her seat waiting for the match to start.
Soon, the two head of the houses could be seen walking across the field to meet in the center. The crowd erupting in cheering, and the balls where released, starting the tension filled game.
Cecilia found herself not being able to sit down for the rest of the match, completely absorbed in the voice of the announcer and the high-speed chase happening in front of their eyes.
And the ball zooming across the field great toss from Adrian Pucey! But oh! The Gryffindor keeper stops it just in time! And Oliver throughs it to Harry Potter! But Amazing steal taken from the Gryffindor chaser, Katie Bell! And the Slytherin team has the quaffle again and avoids each potential steal after another! From Adrian back to Montague and then to Marcus Flint! He's speeding toward the Grfendor goal but will he make it?! Yes!
The bell sounds announcing that Slytherin that made another goal, a sea of green broke out in cheers as the opposite came from reds. 20-12 Slytherin! But the Gryffindor has taken back the quaffle. And oh, there heading down the field, will they make it? And just when the Gryffindor would have burst out in their own cheers, Great save by the Slytherin keeper!
And in that moment, Cecilia tore her eyes away from the game to look up at the keeper who was just mentioned. To her surprise, he was looking back in her general direction, but couldn't be sure; it felt like he was looking at her. Catching a glimpse of his eyes and noticing the familiarity in the blue looking back, but she couldn't quite place them. And just when Cecilia figured out where she had seen him before, he looked back at his game.
"Bryant." She whispered.
"What?!" Alex practically screamed over the roaring crowd.
"Is that Bryant up there?" she screamed back, hoping he would hear her.
"So finally you figured it out." He said with a sly smile.
Lightly hitting his arm she turned to join the crowd in even louder cheering.
Dinner that night was near celebration from the domination that had taken place on the field earlier that day. The catcalls to the Gryffindor team and the snide remarks could be heard over every conversation. And as each member of the team took their seat they received a congrants. When Bryant walked in the Hall, he just smiled and waved the thanks and casually sat at our section.
"Hey you guys." He said calmly.
"Hey." All three said in unison, Cecilia was surprised at how anxious she'd been away from his presence until now. She wasn't sure how liked that.
"I didn't know you were on the Quidditch team.." she said masking all thoughts that now threatened to surface.
"Yea well it's not really something that comes up in casual conversation. Oh hey I'm Bryant and I'm on the Quidditch team."
"Good Point."
The rest of the evening was spent with all four them talking about animatedly about the game, and well just about everything.
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Later as the room filed out, half to go and mope, and the other to have celebration back in the common room and dorms, Cecilia decided to go on a walk, enjoy her tree, but this time by the moonlight. So she excused herself and started to walk away, but a voice called her back.
"I could use some fresh air, do you mind if I tag along?" Bryant asked.
"Of course." She said politely, turning once again and waited for Bryant to catch up with her.
They walked mostly in silence just enjoying the breeze and gently drifting tide. Once Cecilia felt Bryant's hand twitch toward her but seemed to redeem his actions by putting his hands in his pockets.
Cecilia reaching the shore she gently took off her shoes and began to sit with just her toes in.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"Oh I've heard those silly stories and I highly doubt a sea..or lake monster will grab me just a couple inches in."
"Well there are many other creatures living in there." He said gesturing to the vast blackness as if it were something utterly disgusting.
"I'll take my chances." She said brushing it off.
"I hope your right." He said and walked silently toward her doing the same she did and rested back on his hands.
"You know I've never actually learned to fly on a broom for myself. I've always just been a passenger." Cecilia confessed.
"No Way! You've got to learn. I'll teach you if you'd like." He said still slightly amazed.
"Really? That'd be great!" she said, excited that she'd finally get to learn, and she really didn't mind who was going to be teaching her either.
"So when do you want to start lessons? We could do tomorrow?"
"Deal. After breakfast?"
"Deal." He said still smiling.
Then Cecilia lay back, looking at the stars, still absorbing the soft tide.
And just as before, Bryant followed her to that position, and they lay side by side on the shore, but this time, Bryant's hand twitched the full mile. Grasping Cecilia's hand in his, and they lay like that, talking only to get to know each other. Their wants, their fears, pasts, and futures.
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