Top Secret

by Shealtiel

Rated: T for sexual references, adult themes, violence and mild coarse language

Summary: "Oak, fourteen inches, unpliant and resilient, excellent for Transfiguration with a knack for Charms. Veela hair core."

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Saturday, February 23rd, 1974

5:28pm

Gryffindor Common Room

Ravenclaw beat us today. I hate that! I feel like it's all my fault. I know I'm new at this and everything, but I'm bringing the team down, I know it. If I had just gotten to the Snitch before their Seeker, it wouldn't have been a problem. We would have won. It just makes me so mad. I even spotted the Snitch, but the Ravenclaw Seeker was pretty much just following me around, and when I spotted the Snitch, I went diving after it, and he followed. He has more practice on a broom (being a Sixth Year) and so naturally he got there before I did. Ugh! It makes me so mad! I just wish I could have been faster.

The team all assured me it was fine, but I can't help feeling like I let them all down. To be honest, I was surprised at their reaction. I thought they'd be tirading around, declaring that girls should be banned from Quidditch forever, with James leading the charge. But besides James, who doesn't have a nice bone in his body, they were all really sweet about it.

Anyway, I think we're gonna have a commiseration ceremony, and I am a part of the team now, so I'd better go participate, however depressing it promises to be, especially considering it was all my fault that we lost.

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