The first match

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Yes you see correctly the next part is out. I know everyone was excited and if you were not then why are you even reading.
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Y/N P.O.V

It is now the day of the match and I am very nervous. So nervous in fact that I haven't eaten anything for breakfast in the morning. The other three saw this and tried to get me to eat.

"Have some toast mate, go on." Ron said

"He's right Y/N, you're going to need you strength for the match today." Hermione said as Snape walked up behind us.

"Good luck today Wyllt." He said "But I guess that since you've proven yourself against a troll, a game of quidditch shouldn't be too hard for the great Wyllt." He then leaves but with... a limp. Harry noticed it too and comments on it

"That explains the blood." He says.

"Blood?" Hermione asked confused.

"Listen, I think it was Snape that led in the troll yesterday. I bet you he wanted to use it as a distraction in order to get past that three headed dog and gr-." Harry says but I cut him off

"A THREE HEADED WHAT!!" I shout

"Quiet down Y/N, while you were at quidditch practice we accidentally ran into a three headed dog on the 3rd floor." Hermione says. "We discovered that it was guarding something under it but we couldn't find out because-."

"Because we were bloody busy trying not to get killed." Ron says

"Man I leave you three for a couple hours and you find a three headed dog." I say while shaking my head

"So as I was saying." Harry continues. "I think Snape was trying to use the troll as a distraction in order to get past the dog and get whatever it was guarding."

"SCREEECH." A giant owl screech filled the great hall and I looked up and see my owl Archemedes fly in with a broom in its mouth. He drops the broom in front of me and flies off somewhere.

"It's not mail time, what could this be?" Ron asks

"Oh I don't know Ron, it totally isn't shaped like a broom." I say and he seems to realize so I continue. "But the question is who sent this, there seems to be no note." 

"Well let's find out shall we." Hermione says and we unwrap the broom to find a new and shiny wooden broom.

"Bloody hell, it's the Nimbus 2000." Ron exclaims

"The Nimbus who?" I ask not knowing what he is talking about.

"It's the newest and fastest broomstick on the market." Ron explains. "Who could've sent you this without a note."

I then look up from the broomstick and see Archemedes getting pet by a smiling Mcgonagall. I sigh at her and smile back.

"Well whoever sent me this, obviously wants me to win the match so let's go." I say enthusiastically.

*timeskip*

I was now waiting in the pit with the other Gryffindor team members, talking over strategies and such. Eventually it was time to line up and so we did. Before the gates opened however Oliver whispered to me.

"Good luck out there." He said

"Thanks and to you too." I say and he nods

Soon enough the gates open and we all mount our brooms making our way out of the pit. We fly around the pitch while the announcer talks.

"WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN TO THE FIRST HOGWARTS QUIDDITCH MATCH FOR THE YEAR." He yells. "TODAY'S GAME, SLYTHERIN VS GRYFFINDOR."

The crowd cheers and roars and my eyes immediately land on my friends cheering from the stands. Ron and Harry and cheering while Hermione is waving a flag. The referee, Madam Hooch then walks out to the center off the pitch and we all circle on top.

"Now I want a fair from everyone." She said and opened the case.

The first thing released was the snitch and I watched it fly in front of me and the enemy seeker. Next were the bludgers, they got released and flew off. Then madam hooch blew her whistle and the match had started.

(A/N I will write my own quidditch scenes because, Umm, I don't know really, it just feels right)

I immediately scanned the pitch in order to get my eyes on the snitch but it was so small that I caught nothing.  I started to fly low to the ground to see if I could find it then but still nothing. I then see the quaffle flying above me and into the Slytherin hoop meaning that we had just gained 10 points.

I didn't celebrate for too long though and immediately got back to scanning the pitch. I then got confronted by Slytherin's seeker.

"Where do you think you're going Wyllt." He taunted

I was about to say something back but my eye caught onto a certain golden ball. I ignored his comments and raced to the snitch but it didn't last long before I was interrupted by the announcer.

"GRYFFINDOR SCORES AGAIN, TEN MORE POINTS." He yelled through the mic.

"Well at least we're winning so far." I said to myself

"OH AND IT SEEMS THAT SLYTHERIN HAS KNOCKED OUT THE KEEPER." The announcer said

"Shit, shouldn't have said that, should not have said that." I think to myself

Soon enough, Slytherin scores and I go back to looking for the snitch. I catch my eye on it and chase after it only to get knocked away by the opposing seeker. We both race to try and reach the snitch first. I then see that snitch heading into one of the stands so I pull up not wanting to hit the people.

The other seeker however does not get the memo and crashes straight into the stands. I then race as fast as I can to reach. I send my arms out and scoot forward on my broom do that I'm on the edge. I am close but still not enough.

As I'm about to reach it my broom goes haywire and starts flailing around. I have no control and soon fall off and hold onto it for dear life.

"Somethings bewitched hes broom." I hear hargrid say.

I look at the crowd and see Hermione running somewhere so I think that she knows what's wrong. As I'm about to fall the broom stops moving letting me climb back on.

"If that was Hermione then I have to thank her later." I think

I go back to looking for the snitch, not even paying attention to the fact that Slytherin had scored again. I catch something shining and close to ground with the corner of my eye. I race down and towards the snitch as fast as possible. I reach out with my left hand and hold the broom with my right. I scoot forward on the broom, as much as I can.

"C'mon, c'mon, just a little closer." I whisper while reaching as far as I can.

"Let me help." A voice says and then I feel myself being thrusted forward and into the ground.

I hear gasps from the crowd and I get up so they all let out sighs of relief. I then feel something in my throat and I start choking on it. I keep coughing and eventually the thing comes out and it reveals to be... the snitch, I caught the snitch.

"AND IT SEEMS THAT Y/N WYLLT HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH, 150 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR."

The crowd erupts into cheers and I hold up the snitch in my hands. The gryffindor team surrounds me and start clapping and cheering. I smile looking around at all the people but I can't help thinking.

"What was that voice, and why is it so familiar."

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So the first quidditch match, oh yes. Please tell me if it was bad because I will try and improve.

Also thank you to everyone who has waited this long for this chapter, I know it took a while.

As always comments are appreciated.

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