It's a Rough Game Quidditch
RATED M
Disclaimer: Great, an update! This is JKR's.
A/N: I know, I'm a slacker! I'm here with my newest installation of this... boring story. *LOL* Well, here you go. Another chappy of the epic tales of the USA Quidditch team.
Chapter Fourteen
Week Thirteen
"What did you do to Mary?" Wood asked slowly. "She hasn't checked in since the day we came over here." Wood, Potter, Gioni, and Rob were crowded into Gioni's kitchen for an unofficial meeting.
"Not again," Rob groaned. He placed his palms on the table. Gioni shrugged and shook his head.
"She hasn't talked to me since we left Spain. She's holled up in her house doing hell knows what," Gioni said.
"Oh, I think I know, but if I say anything, it'll start a scare amongst the team," Potter smiled. "Frederli, I think you need some chocolate, flowers, and an open mind when you go to see her in, oh, about an hour?"
"What the... Since when am I seeing Mary in an hour?" Potter's wicked grin widened, and Gioni realized she wasn't telling him he had a date, she was suggesting he go see her. She turned to Wood.
"What say we leave the heathens to sort themselves out and we head to our homes for a night?"
"Okay...yeah, sounds great," Wood commented, slightly confused. Ginny Potter had confounded him. "Gioni, go see your girl, and I don't know about Potter, but I'll be back with plenty of time to practice for the next home match." Potter smiled and grabbed Wood's arm, apparating them both before another word could be said.
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"Mary, are you home?" Gioni called as he knocked on her door. He could hear her inside moving, but she said not a word. "Mare, it's me. Let me in, please. I've got Ferrero Rocher." At the mention of her favorite candy, Mary opened the door.
She looked horrible, and he hadn't remembered seeing her deep red hair in such a mess. She looked like she had been crying, and her pajamas were a wreck.
"What do you want?" she asked, grabbing his arm and pulling him in the room.
"I want to see you," he said softly, dropping the chocolates in her doorway and drawing her close against the door. He kissed her forehead and whispered, "What's up, Mare?"
"Gioni, promise me that what I am about to tell you will not make you hate me," she whispered, her eyes already tearing up.
"Mare, I am by you one hundred percent," he said, turning her face up to look into her eyes.
"Gioni...I'm pregnant..."
Gioni Frederli fainted.
WEEK THIRTEEN MATCHES
USA Break
France vs. England (80, 250)
Australia vs. Bulgaria (40, 280)
Nordic vs. Germany (0, 170)
Japan vs. Spain (120, 220)
STANDINGS
1. USA 4050
2. England 2200
3. Bulgaria 2110
4. Japan 1860
5. France 1630
6. Spain 1610
7. Australia 1530
8. Germany 1320
9. Nordic 1310
A/N: To Erik's Other Lover: I gave you a little boost on Germany, but come on, the season's more than half over. No way they'll get to the top spot unless they play like they have been. A reminder to all that if you start requesting for a team's success, they may get a win game. Enjoy!