Okay people, here is my attempt at Quidditch. Special shoutout to my Potter friend and fellow Romione lover Erin, who gave me some tips and knowledge for me to get this right.. Wish me luck and I hope you like it. And i lied last chapter. It was getting long, so it will be split into three parts :)


Chapter 34: Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin Pt 2

"Ladies and gentleman welcome to the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup match of Gryffindor vs Slytherin!" boomed Lee Jordan's voice over the Quidditch pitch.

"I'm Lee Jordan and I'm making a glorious return to commentate today's festivities. In other words, I'm here to speak on Gryffindor!"

'Lee, please." said McGonagall.

"Sorry, Professor." said Lee, smiling at his and McGonagall's old routine. She was going to positively despise him after this match.

"Let's meet your players for Gryffindor! Weasley, Thomas, Finnigan, the Creevey brothers, their co-captain Weasley, and their captain, Potter! GO GO GRYFFINDOR!"

The Gryffindor team flew out and proceeded around the pitch in a V-formation while all houses, except for Slytherin and some of Ravenclaw, cheered loudly and waved their red and gold articles. Ron flew up to the hoops, where some of the crowd broke out into a verse of 'Weasley Is Our King.' Funny how a song that started out as a taunt from Draco, ended up to be one of the greatest chants of encouragement ever.

"And let's meet the opposers on the Slytherin team!" boomed Lee's amplified voice, only it was less enthusiastic. "Nott, Parkinson, Flint, Crabbe, Goyle, their co-captain Zabini, and their captain Malfoy!"

Slytherin and the rest of Ravenclaw went wild as the team took off and flew effortlessly into their positions.

"Fun fact that I learned today about Slytherin's co-captain Zabini," said Lee. "for those who don't already know, he is currently 'dating' (he said this while making the quote/unquote sign with his fingers) Gryffindor's reserve seeker Rashida Mosi. I've seen her up close folks, and might I be so bold as to say she is brutally gorgeous."

"JORDAN!" exclaimed McGonagall.

Rashida felt her face grow hot with blush. So this is what Harry meant by secret weapon.

Blaise glared towards the teacher's box, eyes zeroing in on Lee. Lee smugly smiled and shrugged. "Sorry, professor, I just thought people should know. It's not every day a Slytherin pulls such a vivacious Gryff."

"Jordan, you are not here to be admiring students!" shouted McGonagall.

"Pay attention, Zabini." mumbled Draco. He could already tell what was going to happen.

"The players are getting into position with seekers Malfoy and Potter in the center of the field. There go the bludgers, and the snitch has been released. Remember folks, the snitch is worth 150 points and whoever catches it, ends the game. And we all know who the best seeker in this game is!"

"Don't be biased, Jordan!"

"Only stating facts, Professor."

Harry smiled confidently at Draco, who already looked like he was over the game before it even started. Lee Jordan was going to royally fuck this game up.

Madam Hooch stepped out in the middle of the field and launched the quaffle up in between both teams. Ginny wanted no time in swiftly securing it and taking off towards Slytherin hoops in a blur and scoring in less that 15 seconds.

"10 points to Gryffindor!" said Lee as he waved his wand to change the numbers on the scoreboard. "An excellent snatch and score by Gryffindor's chaser, Ginevra Weasley. Rumor has it that she is dating Slytherin seeker, Draco Malfoy. Wonder how he feels to have his own girlfriend score the first ten points!"

"Fucking wanker." mumbled Draco as he took off in search of the snitch.

"Slytherin now had possession of the quaffle. Chaser Pansy Parkinson passes it to Blaise Zabini, whom this commentator questions how in the hell did he pull such a beautiful witch when he himself looks like a well dressed troll-OUCH PROFESSOR, THAT WAS MY HAIR!"

Blaise angrily threw the quaffle at Alex to carry, only he threw it with so much force that Alex had no choice but to dodge it for fear of it taking his head off. Dean swooped in and caught it.

"And now Dean Thomas is in possession of the quaffle and has passed it to Seamus Finnigan, who barely misses being hit by a bludger! Finnigan passes it to Weasley, Alex Flint comes in for the steal and misses his mark, and Weasley hurls the quaffle into the left hoop! Another 10 points to Gryffindor!"

Draco looked down at his girlfriend in both admiration and disgust. He really wished she was playing for Slytherin, as Ginny was a force to be reckoned with.

"Slytherin once again has possession of the quaffle." said Lee. "Let's hope Parkinson doesn't pass it to Zabini this time. Hey Zabini, do you think that the lovely Rashida would let me floo her when she is done with you?"

"Jordan, you keep up your antics and you're done!"

"FUCK YOU JORDAN YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" said Blaise, shaking his fiat at the laughing commentator. Pansy rolled her eyes as she flew towards Gryffindor's side and launched the quaffle towards to hoops. Ron quickly blocked its entrance to the right hoop, with Seamus quickly recovering the quaffle. Pansy sneered at Ron, who gave her a mocking wave.

Harry couldn't help but laugh. The game was playing out just as he thought it would when he seen the way Lee looked at Rashida and Blaise. One thing you never wanted Lee Jordan to find out was a weakness that you had. He would use it to his advantage, and pissing Blaise off using Rashida to break his concentration, seemed to be his objective for the day.

Suddenly he spotted gold out the corner of his eyes. He zoomed down towards the ground and chased after the snitch, dipping under and flying over players as he chased it. Draco had spotted it too, and was doing the same beside Harry, trying to gain speed over him.


An hour later, the score was 110 to 20, and it was time for a 10 minute break for the players to catch their breaths. While everything was peachy keen in the Gryffindor locker room, Draco was going mad in the Slytherin room.

"WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS GOING ON WITH YOU WANKERS OUT THERE?!" yelled Draco "WHY ARE YOU OUT THERE PLAYING LIKE BITCHES?!"

"Don't look at me, Draco, I've been doing my job!" huffed Pansy.

"Same as I." said Alex. "It's loverboy over here who is playing like his head is stuck up his girlfriend's ass."

"Fuck you Flint!" yelled Blaise. "You're not the one having to go through hearing that bloody prat's commentary about your own fucking woman!"

"He's doing it on purpose, you sod." said Theo.

"Don't you fucking think I know that?!"

"Okay stop! Yes, he is doing that shit on propose, Zabini. He did it to me as well. You just got to block his words out and for Merlin sakes, not let it get to you! Fuck him up after the game for all I care, just play like you have some bloody sense!" yelled Draco.

"Right. Whatever." mumbled Blaise, angry at everything.

"Blaise however isn't to blame for everything." said Draco. "Aim those fucking bludgers Crabbe and Goyle.

"Right. And hit your bint, Drayke?" asked Gregory.

"You hit my woman with a bludger, and I'll beat your ass." threatened Draco.

"She's the fastest on the team, Draco!" protested Vincent." Surely we are supposed to take the competition out of the damn game!"

"I don't give a fuck you hit Ginny Weasley and I swear to Merlin I'll swell your mouths up so bad, you won't be able to eat!"

"For someone who wants to win so bad, you sure are making the wrong decisions." said Theo.

"Got a problem with my coaching, Nott? Would you like to sit out and let Dolohov here take your place?" asked Draco, pointing to Mason Dolohov, a Slytherin 4th year that was the reserve keeper.

Theo sneered, but shook his head no. "Thought so." said Draco. "Ginny is brilliant, however, you won't have to deal with her injured and kissed. Therefore take the others out all you want. Just don't touch her."

"You're concerning yourself with the wrong Weasley." said Pansy. "We haven't only been able to score twice for nothing. Like it or not, Ron is an excellent keeper."

Pansy had a point, and Draco knew that. Though Ron was a friend of his as well as his girlfriend's brother, he couldn't deny Pansy's words.

"Alright. This is what we need to do."