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A/N: Written for the Globetrotter Drabble Competition II, One Million Words Added Competition, A Bit of Motivation Competition, and the If You Dare Continued challenge, Written for the Create-A-Potion Challenge.
Prompt: Country 7, Ponte Rialto Bridge Venice, Italy - Write about someone replacing someone/something. Nailhead. Write about Quidditch.
A Big Chance
"You stupid nailhead of a fool!" the coach yelled angrily, his face going bright neon red as he glared at one of his best players. "If you had not decided to show off and do that stupid stunt than you would still be able to play and be out there on the pitch right now!"
"But coach, I can still play!" Lucy objected as she sat on the bench holding her leg which hung at an odd angle while one of the team's healers where quickly looking over it. "I just need to-"
"No! I will not take any more stupid chances!" the coach yelled out angrily, his eyes scanned over the team, all of them had hopeful expressions on their face. "We will need someone to go out there and take Lucy's place and I know who. Ginny Weasley, get your butt up here."
"Me? I am going to get to play?" Ginny asked in shock as she stood up off of the bench, her broomstick was held tightly in her hand as she stared at the coach with wide hopeful eyes. "But why me?"
"Because even through you are not the most experienced player on the team I know that you do know what it is like playing against players who like to play rough," the coach replied with a pointed stare. "I did come to Hogwarts to recruit players before you Weasley. I have seen your twin brothers and that other brother of yours who played as a great Seeker, from how you tell me you used to play with them I know that you have what we need in this match!"
"Thank you coach," Ginny replied as she found herself mentally thanking Beth for giving her some extra tickets this match so her whole family could come and watch her play. "I promise you that I will not let you down, thank you for giving me such a big chance."
"Good, if you do well today we might have you out there playing more often," the coach replied only to wave his arm in the direction of the pitch. "Now get moving before the ref decides that we have lost the game because you did not get out there fast enough."
"Yes coach," Ginny said quickly as she ran out onto the pitch with a happy terror filled smile on her face.
End of Drabble.