I had been practicing once a week and I was doing amazing. Dolores had begun to make more and more useless rules. She ordered us to be within eight inches of each other. Jeremy had stopped making assumptions so we were good to go. Today were Quidditch tryouts.
"Are you excited?" asked Lavender as we sat in Divination.
"Lots." I said excitedly. "I have a feeling i'll do good. I just know it."
"You will do good."
"See you all on Monday." said Trelawney. "Ah, Miss Black. Dumbledore would like to speak to you. When you have the chance go to his office."
"Thank you." I said and Lavender and I walked out of class. We talked until we had to go out separate ways, then I walked alone.
"Black." said someone from behind me.
"Stretton." I said. "What's up?"
"Nothing just wanted to check and see how you were doing." he said as he interlocked hands with mine.
"So needy to be with me." I teased.
"Well of course, love."
At the sound of the name, I thought about Fred. Secretly, I wished it was Fred calling me that. We walked together until we had to go separate ways.
I walked into DADA and sat besides Harry. Every day we read a chapter of the kiddish book that the Ministry had provided. We never learned any sort of magic and we weren't aloud to use any at all in that class.
"Are you ready for today?" asked Harry as we sat in the great hall before tryouts
"Are you nervous?" asked Ron.
"I'm ready...and a tad bit nervous."
"You'll be great Y/N." said Harry.
"Yes she will." said Angelina from behind Harry. "Come on, it's time."
"Here we go." I said and took one last sip of my orange juice.
"You'll make it Y/N." said Angelina. "Make it, and number four will be yours with the name Black on top."
We made our way to the pitch along with everyone else who would be trying out. Fred and George were walking in front of us along with Viridity who seemed to be clinging onto Fred's arm.
"That spot's yours." said Hermione.
"I know it is." I said confidently. "Thank you Mione."
"Go kill it out there Y/N." said Ginny.
There were groups of people who were heading to watch the tryouts. Some were carrying small posters to support their friends who were trying out. A group of students who I didn't even know where up in the stands cheering me on. Lavender and the Patil twins were waving a poster that said 'BLACK'. Ginny and her friends were clapping and waving excitedly.
"I don't feel good." I told Harry.
"Y/N you'll be okay, trust me, no one stands a chance against you."
"Good luck." said Viridity sarcastically as she passed by us.
"I won't need it." I said and smirked. She looked at me furiously and annoyed.
"See, you'll be fine." said Harry.
"Mount your brooms and go up into the air." instructed Angelina. We all did as we were told and headed up into the air.
"YOU GOT THIS BLACK!" shouted a boy from Hufflepuff.
"Who is that?" I asked Harry.
"Justin Finch-Fletchley."
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My Weasley (Fred x Reader)
FanfictionFinally, after 14 years of being stuck at Grimmauld Place and going to regular muggle school, being raised by Remus, you were going to Hogwarts now that your dad Sirius Black was out of Azkaban but still a "criminal". Y/N Black in love with one of...
