The Gryffindor Royal

Chapter Seven

That's when the door separating them and the Quidditch pitch swung open. Harry felt the sun entering his eyes and heard the deafening roar of applause and cheers. Everyone mounted their brooms and Oliver flew out first,followed by Harry,(Y/N) and the rest of the team."Hello and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season." Fred and George's friend,Lee Jordan,was announcing."Today's game-Slytherin versus Gryffindor." Loud cheers were heard once again as people cheered on their respective teams. Slytherins cheered on Slytherin,but the Ravenclaws,Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors all cheered on Gryffindor. Every player except the Seekers on each team assembled in a circle formation-Gryffindor on one side,Slytherin on the other-as Madam Hooch stepped out onto the field to begin the game."Now,I want a nice clean game...from all of you." (Y/N) felt as though the last part of this sentence seemed to be directed to the Slytherin team captain,Marcus Flint. He was a burly boy with the ugliest teeth imaginable. He's definitely got some troll blood in him. (Y/N) thought as the trunk at Madam Hooch's feet began shaking and trembling. Hooch gave it a swift kick and it opened,allowing the two Bludgers and Snitch to fly into the air."The Bludgers are up,followed by the Golden Snitch. Remember,the Snitch is worth a 150 points. The seeker who catches the Snitch ends the game." "The Quaffle is released...and the game begins!" Gryffindor Chaser Angelina grabbed the Quaffle and flew off,followed by a series of Slytherin chasers. She threw the Quaffle and scored,causing the stands to erupt into cheers."Angelina Johnson scores! 10 points for Gryffindor!" Lee pressed a button so that 10 points would be added to Gryffindor. Harry clapped wildly from his place high above the pitch,and (Y/N) punched the air. That's when Harry very nearly got hit by a Bludger."Harry! You absolute idiot!" (Y/N) screamed as Hagrid shouted "Well done!" from the stands. Even Professor Dumbledore was clapping wildly,but Snape sat in front of him with a surly expression on his face."Slytherin takes possession of the Quaffle. Bletchley passes to captain Marcus Flint." Flint was a brutal player,and kicked out mercilessly  at Gryffindor players who tried to take back the Quaffle,making (Y/N) even more certain about him having troll ancestry. Flint kicked Angelina with his right foot,and (Y/N) with his left. There were boos from the crowd as Flint smirked maliciously. Flint narrowly dodged a Bludger and threw the Quaffle at the Gryffindor goals,only to be stopped by Oliver. Flint growled lowly as Oliver shrugged his shoulders in mock nonchalance. Gryffindor regained possession of the Quaffle as it was passed around from chaser to chaser. Eventually,(Y/N) was holding it close to her chest as she weaved through the burly Slytherin boys. There wasn't a single girl on the Slytherin team. (Y/N) passed to Katie Bell,a second year,who scored for Gryffindor."Another 10 points to Gryffindor!" Lee cried happily. Hermione,Ron,Seamus,Neville and Shelena clutched each other's arms as they jumped up and down in ecstasy. Slytherin,however,was just as determined to win. They got back the Quaffle and elbowed people out of the way as they flew by. Slytherin tried to score,but Oliver managed to save the goal just in time. Oliver threw the Quaffle back to the Slytherins and Flint caught it. He flew up to one of his beaters and growled lowly."Gimme that." He grabbed the Beater's bat from him and whacked an incoming Bludger straight at Oliver. It got him square in the chest as he fell off his broom and down forty feet. He landed in the sand below the goals and Harry felt a surge of anger rushing through him. He glared up at Flint,who smirked back. Flint threw the bat back to his Beater before flying off to regain possession of the Quaffle. The Slytherins whooped proudly as the Gryffindors shouted in rage. Professor McGonagall looked around anxiously as she silently prayed the Weasley twins would do something. Flint then flew straight at Fred,who ducked down nervously,which allowed Flint to jump off his broom and over Fred,then landing lightly on his own broom. Harry's face contorted with rage as George tried to calm (Y/N),who was shouting profanities at Flint,down. Flint,taking advantage of the fact that Gryffindor had no keeper,shot a goal and the Slytherins cheered wildly."Take that side!" Flint ordered a Slytherin member,who nodded and streaked down the field immediately. Bletchley and Flint cornered Angelina,who was holding the Quaffle. She looked at the two nervously as she tried to fly faster than the boys. They stayed by her side,however,as (Y/N) flew across the field to help. She wasn't fast enough,because the three realised they were headed straight toward a support stand. The two Slytherins ducked away just in time,but Angelina didn't. When she realised this,she covered her head with an arm as she went tumbling down inside the fabric. She fell out at the bottom,curled up in a fetal position as the teachers stood up in worry and the Gryffindors letting out more shouts and cries. Harry shook his head worriedly as he looked down at (Y/N) and Katie anxiously. It was all up to them now. Bletchley somehow managed to score again and the Slytherins cheered loudly. Slytherin and Gryffindor were now tied. Then Harry saw it. The Golden Snitch. He made to chase after it,but a Bludger came speeding toward him. It sped away seconds later,and Harry tried to race after the Snitch,but his broom went haywire. It jolted around like an untamed horse and (Y/N) flew up to help,only to be pushed away by an unseen force. Back down in the stands,the Gryffindors were looking at Harry's broom more than the game."What's going on with Harry's broomstick?" Hagrid up,his large head peering up at Harry. Hermione,who'd had the sense to bring binoculars with her,looked away from Harry and over to the teachers stands. There,she saw Snape,muttering something under his breath. Her breath hitched as she passed the binoculars to Shelena." It's Snape! He's jinxing the broom!" Hermione hissed to Ron and Shelena,who was now looking at Snape through the binoculars."Jinxing the broom?!" Ron hissed back."Why'd he do that?" Shelena asked."And what do we do?" Ron added."Leave it to me." Hermione nodded grimly and edged along the stands,bumping into several people as she went. Harry was still desperately trying to hold onto his broom,and (Y/N) trying to get Harry onto hers. That didn't work,and Harry ended up dangling to the broom with his fingertips. Ron and Hagrid gasped loudly and Ron turned to the teachers stand,where Hermione was. Since Harry's right hand was no longer holding his broom,(Y/N) was able to grab it and pull him up to his broom. As soon as Harry's hand reconnected to the broom,(Y/N) felt the same invisible force pushing her away. Harry swung back and forth on his broom,trying his hardest to swing his leg up onto the broom. Now.Hermione was inching along the bottom of the teachers stands to where Snape was. She climbed up the stairs at lightning speed and stopped just behind Snape. There,she whipped out her wand,muttered "Lacarum Inflamarae," and quietly waited for the results. She soon got what she wanted when a small fire on Snape's robes became bigger and bigger. Seeing that her work was done,Hermione ran off to get to the bottom of the teachers stand as quickly as she could. A teacher next to Snape gave a start."Fire, you're on fire!" He yelled as the teachers surrounding Snape all jumped up in shock. Snape himself broke eye contact with the broom and looked down at his blazing robes. He jumped up and knocked Quirell,who was sitting behind him,down in the process. Quirell gave a yell as he tumbled down. Snape stepped on his robes in attempts to put out the fire,and Harry finally managed to clamber back onto his broom. Quirell and Snape looked up at Harry;Snape in triumph,Quirell in distress and anxiety. As soon as he made it back onto the broom,Harry zoomed back down to the Slytherin seeker,who had spotted the Snitch,while Hagrid and Ron started up a chant of "Go,go,go!" Harry caught up with the Slytherin seeker and the two elbowed each other as hard as they could multiple times. The Slytherin seeker got the upper hand as Harry went flying off course. Harry barely managed to make a sharp turn and flew back into the pitch. The two were now once again neck and neck as they urged their brooms to go faster and faster. The Snitch decided to make a sharp turn as it flew down toward the ground. Harry plunged into a sharp dive,the Slytherin seeker right on his tail. He looked scared and pulled out of the descent right at the last minute. Harry continued speeding toward the Snitch as his hair whipped around his scar. Harry pulled up mere centimetres off the ground and he stood up on his broomstick,struggling to balance. His hands shakily removed themselves from the shiny handle of the Nimbus and his right hand reached out to grab it. Harry miscalculated,however,and his foot slipped off the broom. What happened next was a blur of words and actions."Whoa!" "Harry! You okay?" Harry stood up in surprise as a flurry of red and green surrounded him. He clutched his stomach and began choking,much to the horror of his teammates. The Slytherins,however,were grinning and smirking as they got off their brooms. There was a loud gasp from the crowd as Hermione finally made her way out of the teachers stands. She stopped short when she saw Harry gasping and choking,the Gryffindor team standing around him in fear. The crowd watched as Hagrid took the binoculars from Shelena."Looks like he's gonna be sick!" He announced as Harry finally spat out what was in his mouth. He caught it in his hands and stared down at it in utter shock. The Golden Snitch,in all its glory. "He's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives 150 for catching the Snitch!" Lee shouted happily. Harry's eyes widened in shock,but before he could process anything,something red slapped him across the face. Hard. He looked up to see (Y/N) with her arms wrapped tightly around his torso."You did it! I can't believe you did it!" She squealed as she released Harry from the bone-crushing hug. He desperately wanted to hug her back and thank her,but Madam Hooch blew her whistle loudly."Gryffindor wins." She said. That was all it took for the Gryffindors to begin cheering,and Shelena to yell:"That's for being arseholes you dirty,cheating,backstabbi-"to the Slytherins. She never got to finish though,because Snape sent her such a fierce glare that she whimpered like a puppy that'd just been scolded by his master. Harry and (Y/N) looked up just in time to see Hagrid cheering loudly and punching the air repeatedly while screaming"Yes!" Even Hermione dropped her goody-two shoes act and whooped loudly as she clapped until her hands smarted. Dumbledore clapped placidly,but (Y/N) could've sworn she saw him winking at her and mouthing 'well done'. McGonagall,on the other hand,was beyond happy as she looked at Snape in gleeful triumph. Snape didn't notice this;his hair was still in his eyes and he was scowling down at the Slytherin team. Harry raised the Snitch high into the air with one hand,the other holding (Y/N)'s as the last of the Gryffindor team flew up into the air again. They whistled,cheered and shouted out encouragements to the two first-years as they chanted:"Go go Gryffindor! Go go Gryffindor! Go go Gryffindor!"