Serendipity - G.W.

* thirteen *

The next day was the day of a Quidditch game. Gryffindor versus Slytherin. And it had the whole school in an uproar. Even Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were placing bets on who would win. Classes were held as normal today and Spencer let out a small sigh when he walked into Defense Against the Dark Arts and saw Cedric in his seat. "Surprised he showed up" Fred mumbled as he, George, and Spencer walked to their seats. Spencer just shrugged and set his sketchbook on the table, sitting down on the stool. Cedric looked over and raised his eyebrows, giving Spencer a slight smirk. "You ready to lose today, Black?" He asked, looking down at Spencer's red quidditch jersey. Spencer raised his eyebrows and looked over at Cedric, crossing his arms. "In your dreams, Diggory. We're gonna kick Slytherin's ass today." Spencer said with a smug smirk. "Eh, I don't know about that. You sure you're not gonna lose?" Spencer let out a small chuckle and shook his head. "Oh, I don't think so. Slytherin hasn't beaten Gryffindor in 5 years." Cedric let out a small chuckle, twirling his pen in his hand. "You're going down, Spence." Spencer let out a soft chuckle and shot Cedric a glare. "We'll see about that, Ced. Glad to know you're routing for Slytherin tho. Now I have even more reason to show off out there." They gave each other a playful death glare for a moment before they both let out a laugh, turning to the front as Remus came out of his study in the corner. 

About halfway through class, a note dropped onto the table in front of Spencer and he chuckled to himself, knowing who it was from. He picked it up and uncrumpled the paper, reading what it said. 'what if the slytherin seekers broom..just so happens....to become...bewitched or something today?' Spencer let out a soft chuckle and wrote back. 'no! as much as I want to win do you have any idea how much trouble youll get in for that? youll get kicked off the team and have detention for a decade!' Within a few seconds the note came back, a response scribbled on it in blue pen. 'fine! fine. but i'm keeping an eye on you out there today baby. I don't trust that snake -_-' Spencer just shook his head softly and smiled, glancing back at George, who was staring at him. George just shrugged and winked at Spencer, blowing him a kiss. Spencer blew a kiss back and turned forward in his seat again, tossing the note into the trashcan when Remus wasn't looking. 

It was currently the break in between classes and Spencer and George were walking down the hallway hand-in-hand, headed to the courtyard to meet their friends for the break. "You nervous?" George asked as he looked over at Spencer. He shrugged and looked over at George, shaking his head. "Not really!" He said, although he was chewing on his nails like they were hard candy. "Darling, don't be nervous. You're gonna murder them out there today." Spencer let out a nervous chuckle and squeezed George's hand lightly. "What if I fuck up? This is a big game. Whoever wins this goes to the championship." George let out a soft chuckle. "Yeah, against Ravenclaw of Hufflepuff. We're gonna kick Slytherins ass AND win that championship!" Spencer let out a nervous chuckle again and looked down at the ground as they walked down the corridor.

Suddenly, George stopped, pulling Spencer's arm so he stopped too as he looked down at the boy. "Don't be nervous, darling." George pressed a kiss to Spencer's forehead and he smiled up at his boyfriend, letting out a small chuckle. "I'm trying, darling. Now come, we've got to get to astronomy or we're gonna be late." He informed. He started to walk off again but George grabbed his wrist, pulling him back to him. "George, come on." Spencer said. A mischievous smirk came over George's face and he looked both ways down the corridor before looking back down at Spencer, his smirk growing when he saw no one coming. "I have a better idea." He mumbled, grabbing Spencer's wrists and pulling him into the supply closet behind them. He quickly shut the door and turned around to look at Spencer, flicking the light in the closet on. "Babe! What're you doing?" Spencer asked, turning dark red as George backed him into the stone wall behind him. "Wishing you luck." George mumbled softly as he pressed Spencer against the wall.