Chapter 6: Quidditch
Gryffindor and Slytherin walked outside as one big group.
"Stand on the left side of your broom and say up." said Madam Hooch.
"Madam,"
"Yes, Jay?"
"I'm left handed."
"Then stand on the right side of your broom and say up."
"Up." The broom shot up into my hand. I looked around. Not many people have gotten the broom in their hand.
"Say it firm" commanded Madam Hooch.
"Look at the Mudblood over there." Draco smirked.
"Everyone who hasn't picked up their broom bend down and manually pick it up."
"Granger" I called. "There aren't enough books in the world to help you with this."
"Shut up Jay!"
"Come over here and make me"
"That's enough ladies. Now mount you brooms and kick off the ground a few feet then come back down." said Madam Hooch.
"Neville get back down!"
Neville broom zoomed out of control. His remembrall fell out of his robes as they caught on a metal spear. Then his robe ripped and he fell a good three stories. I think he fell on his arm and broke it. He sure was blubbering like a baby.
"If anyone touches their broom or a see a broom in the air they can get packing faster than they can say quiddich." said Madam Hooch.
"Draco look what the dumb ass dropped."
Draco walked over and picked up the remembrall.
"Maybe if the oaf remembered to give this a squeeze he'd remember to land on his fat ass. I think I'll leave it somewhere for him to find it."
"How about on the roof?"
"Perfect place."
"Malfoy, give me the remembrall." Said Harry.
"Better yet why don't you come up here."
"Draco, pass!" I yelled.
I dived past Harry still trying to get up and caught it. I threw it up on the roof. It went right through the two spears just as McGonagall ran out just as Malfoy and I landed.
"Potter, Malfoy follow me."
"Serves you right." Hermione laughed.
"Shut up Mudblood." I snapped.
We walked into the castle and into Professor Flitwick's class.
"We here." McGonagall said.
"Professor Quarrel, can I speak to Marcus?"
"Er, yes Professor Marcus, go."
Marcus got and walked out of the class.
"What's this about Professor?"
"I've found you Quiddich players. I may not be head of Slytherin but, I heard that you needed players. I caught Draco here throwing a perfect pass and Jay here well lets just say, I've found you a Seeker."
Marcus turned to us.
"Meet me on field after class."
Marcus turned and walked back into Quarrel's class. McGonagall turned and left.
"Draco, I know how to finish that letter."
By lunch, the news had spread that two first years made the Quiddich team.
I finished my letter.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I'm having a great time at Hogwarts. I was put in Slytherin. I met a guy named Draco, Draco Malfoy to be exact. I was also hoping that you could meet him for break. I also made the Quidditch team this afternoon. Could you send my Nimbus 2000 to school today? I have Quidditch practice tomorrow.
Love,
Jay