"Excuse us! Can we get through!"
Aludra and Elizabeth were having a hard time getting though the crowd, probably because they were the only Slytherin supporters on this side of the stands. The pair were making their way to where the Weasley/Potter/Longbottom/Lupin/Dursley clan sat.
When they finally sat down next to Roxy and Hugo, the players were just statring to enter the pitch.
"Hello!" Roxy greeted them.
"Who's this?" Hermione asked Hugo.
"Aludra Malfoy and Elizabeth Zabini. They're Lily's friends. Both Slytherins," Hugo explained.
"Nice to meet you," Harry said, smiling kindly at them.
"More Purebloods, perfect," Ron muttered.
Hermione elbowed him while all Purebloods present scowled.
The Weasley clan cheered for all of the Gryffindor team as they made their appearances, while Aludra and Elizabeth clapped politely.
The roles were reversed for the Slytherin team, with Aludra and Elizabeth cheering as loud as possible. When Lily came out, the entire group cheered loudly. It seemed as if Lily was getting the loudest cheer yet.
They watched as Madame Wood released the balls, and then began the game.
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Lily pushed off hard. Flint had told her to get the Quaffle and immediately try for a goal. His exact words were, "Intimidate the Gryffindors."
Lily streaked forward and grasped the Quaffle moments before Lucy. Lily dodged Lucy, then Molly.
"Lily Potter has gotten the initial possession of the Quaffle, and James Potter aims a bludger at her! Nott blocks just in time, passing the bludger to Parkinson who hits it at Albus Potter. Fred Weasley blocks just in time. Lily Potter still has possession of the Quaffle, and is coming up fast on the hoops," Lorcan said.
"Louis Weasley is preparing to block her attempt as a score. She looks like she's going for the left hoop! That's foolish of her, everybody knows that's Louis' best side to block," Lysander commented.
Lily indeed knew this, as Flint had given her an overview of all of the players strengths and weaknesses. Flint had told her to do what she did to Savanna in tryouts. Fake her out. Play mind games.
Lily raised the ball, aiming towards the left hoop. Louis shot off, getting ready to block her, but at the last second, Lily switched to the right hoop, effectively scoring the first goal of the match. The crowd cheered, either for Slytherin, or for Lily in particular
"Oh! A feint! Lily Potter scores the first goal of the match, making the score 10-zip to Slytherin. Looks as if she really is a player to watch," Lorcan said.
"The Quaffle sailed through the hoop, into the waiting hands of Scott. looks like the Slytherin team were banking on Potter getting to the Quaffle," Lysander said.
Christi Anne flew back around the hoops, passed to Annabeth, who passed to Lily.
"Potter once again in possession. She passes to Smith, who passes to Scott, Potter Scott, Smith, Scott, Potter! The Gryffindor Chasers are trying to intercept but they just can't! The Slytherins are thinking as one this year! Potter passes to Smith, Scott, Potter, Scott, oh! A hard bludger from Fred Weasley there. Scott will most likely be out of the game. Yes, she is unconscious. Scott dropped the Quaffle, and it is caught byDominique Weasley for Gryffindor," Lorcan said.
Lily muttered a curse under her breath and shot after Dominique. Not only were they down a chaser, but their strategy had depended on Slytherin taking control of the Quaffle and keeping it for the majority of the match.
"Another Bludger from James Potter hits Slytherin chaser Smith in the arm. Looks like it might be broken, but she's still on her broom," Lysander said.
This time, lily did not bother keeping her profanities low in volume. Albus, who she happened to be flying by at the moment gave her a disapproving look that was ruined by the amused smile on his face.
Lily knew that James and Fred could win this game, and made a mental note to watch them in case a bludger came her way.
"Dominique Weasley passes to Molly, who shoots for a goal! A bludger comes at McLaggen and she is forced to swerve to avoid the bludger! Good one James! The score is now tied at 10 points. Lucy Weasley in possession, and-OH! A Bludger from Fred Weasley hits Parkinson straight in the back!" Lysander said.
The Slytherin supporters shouted for a foul. Madame Wood blew her whistle, and Lily took the free shot, she, of course, got it through, and the game resumed, Gryffindor in possession.
"Slytherin is now down a Chaser and a Beater, and one of their remaining Chasers has a broken arm! Looks like Gryffindor will probably win this," Lorcan said.
The announcement made Lily's blood boil with fury. Slytherin could still win this! But, Lily had to admit that the odds were slim.
"Molly Weasley in possession. The Gryffindors are using the Hawks Head flying position, with two Chasers flanking the Chaser in possession. Nott hits a bludger at Lucy Weasley, but James blocks it, sending it back at him. The Budger hits him int he stomach, and he is off his broom!" Lysander said.
Lily watched with knots in her stomach as Nott fell to the ground, slowing down before he hit it, result of a spell cast by one of the teachers. Lily shook her head and streaked after the Gryffindor Chasers.
"Molly Weasley tryies for a goal! Oh, McLaggen catches the Quaffle and passes to Lil Potter," Lorcan said, sounding disappointed.
Lily glanced at Annabeth. Her arm was broken, which meant that Lily should only pass to her in an absolute emergency. She streaked ahead, aware that no Beaters would be there to block a Bludger. She had limited help from Annabeth, but Flint was busy searching for the Snitch, and Savanna had to stay by the goalposts.
"Molly, Lucy, and Dominique Weasley surround Lily Potter! they race in, attempting to steal the Quaffle! Oh! Lily potter drops like a stone, and the Gryffindor Chasers crash into each other! Lily Potter continues to the goalposts! She shoots, she scores! 20-10 to Slytherin!" Lorcan said.
Annabeth swooped around the goalpost just in time to catch the Quaffle with her good hand. Fred chose this time to hit a Quaffle at her, and it her her in the back of the head. Madame Smith blew her whistle, and Lily took the foul for Slytherin.
"Oh! Gryffindor Keeper Louis Weasley blocks her attempt at a goal, and the Quaffle is in Gryffindor possession!" Lysander said.
Lily turned, and started to chase after Dominique, who had the Quaffle. She saw a bludger go near Fred, close enough that he was within range to hit it, and he aimed the Bludger straight and Andrew Flint. The Bludger hit his arm, and knocked him off his broom.
James and Fred really hit Bludger hard, Lily thought.
"Flint is down! The only tow Slytherin players remaining are Lily Potter and Savanna McLaggen!" Lysander said.
"Madame Wood! Time out!" Lily yelled.
Madame Wood nodded and blew her whistle. Savanna and Lily retreated to their changing room. The crowd either cheered or booed this turn in events. The Gryffindor team smirked at Lily and Savanna as they went past.
"We're screwed," Savanna said as soon as they entered the safety of the changing room. "I say we give up now and spare ourselves a humiliating defeat."
Savanna obviously thought that, in the absence of their captain, Lily would listen to the older girl. But Lily had other plans.
"Are you crazy? If we surrender, than we'll be giving in to their plan! I'll never be able to show my face at Hogwarts again! Seven years of torture! We need to keep fighting!" Lily said.
"No! We should admit defeat. Much easier!" Savanna said.
Slap! Savanna's jaw dropped and she touched her cheek where Lily slapped her. Lily grabbed the front of Savanna's jersey and pulled her down so Lily could look her in the eye.
"Listen up! We're Slytherins! That means that we use any means to get what we want, and rig now, we want to win! Those idiot Gryffindors think that they've got us cornered. We have to give up! But, if we go down fighting, at least we can say we tried, and we didn't get a single foul in the process! You saw them out there! They're cheating! Anybody can see that if they played fair, we would've won! We need to show them that slithering cannot be beat that easily!"
Savanna's eyes were wide, and she nodded. Despite being a Slytherin, Lily definitely could be as scary as a Gryffindor sometimes.
Lily and Savanna marched out onto the field with their heads held high. The Gryffindors smirked. They thought they were trying to put some dignity in giving up.
"I think that the Slytherin team, or what's left of it, is resigning from the match!" Lorcan and Lysander both said.
Lily and Savanna turned around and, in unison, flipped them off. The crowd laughed, while the Professors and other adults yelled admonitions that were lost in the noise of the stadium.
"We're ready to resume the game Madame Wood," Lily said.
Madame Wood raised her eyebrows. "Captains, please re-shake hands!"
Lucy, like the rest of the Gryffindor team, was still in shock didn't move.
"You're the one who wanted to keep playing. You're stand-in captain," Savanna said, giving Lily a little push forward.
Lily marched confidentially up to Lucy and extended her hand. Lucy finally came out of shock and shook it.
"Just so you know," Lily said, just loud enough so all the Gryffindors could hear, "You now have two extremely pissed off Slytherins on your hands."
Lily dropped Lucy's hand and walked back to Savanna. She took her broom from Savanna and mounted it. Savanna zoomed off to the goal posts, and Louis went to the opposite side of the field.
Lily glared at the Gryffindor team. Now that they were all out of shock, they were smirking again. An easy win. Plus, they would get more glory than if the Slytherins just gave up.
Madame Wood blew her whistle, and Lily raced towards the Quaffle. Once again, she got to it first, and snatched it from Lucy's grasp.
"Lily Potter in possession, streaking towards the goalposts! She feints right, and scores through the middle hoop! 30-10 to Slytherin!"
The game went by, with Lily scoring, dodging Bludgers, than scoring again. Every so often, Gryffindor would come into possession and attempt to score, but Savanna blocked them and returned the Quaffle to Lily. The crowd was going wild!
"The score is now 240-30 to Slytherin! Lily Potter once again in possession, she dodges a Bludger from James Potter, and-OH! Albus Potter has seen the Snitch!" Lorcan said.
Louis looked up at Albus streaking after the little gold ball, and Lily used his distraction to score another goal.
"Albus Potter is almost there, and-YES! He got it! The match is over at 240-180 to Slytherin! Gryffindor catches the Snitch and Slytherin wins! What a comeback!"
Savanna and Lily landed and hugged each other. They had never gotten on well after Lily beat Savanna at tryouts, but the mutual desire to beat Gryffindor caused them to bond in a way, almost like sisters. The Gryffindor team landed and looked sullenly at Savanna and Lily celebrating. The Weasleys spilled onto the pitch, going to console the Gryffindor team.
They patted each other on the back, hugging them. Lucy was wailing about wishing Lily could be on the Gryffindor team.
Lily smirked went over to them, everything about her expression saying smugness.
"And that, dear relatives, is how to win a Quidditch match," Lily said.
She smirked once more at her family, then turned around, linked arms with Savanna, Aludra, and Elizabeth, and marched up to the castle, with parade of celebrating Slytherins behind them.