The Harper household has always been a strict one, one with firm words and sharp eyes. Yet like every other story, there's always one person who can burn it down with a single flick of their wrist. In this fanfic of Harry Potter, that person is Cass...
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"Cassie Harper swoops in being the first to grab hold of the quaffle!" Lee comments, Cassie could feel the wind in her hair, she could hear it, rushing past her ears, she grinned. Almost without looking Cassie throws the quaffle perfectly.
"She passes it to Angelina Johnson, what an excellent Chaser Angelina is, and rather attractive too-."
"Jordan!"
Angelina passes it to Katie, flying between Chance and Adrian. Katie drops it down to Cassie, who pushes forward and upwards, using all her strength to throw the quaffle into the top Slytherin hoop.
"Harper scores the first goal of the match, making it ten to zero for Gryffindor!" The crowds cheers were washed out, as Marcus Flint raced through the pitch, Cassandra flew directly above him.
She took a deep breath and let go of her broom, making the crowds gasp. Cassie still had her legs wrapped around the broom and was now face to face with Marcus. She winked at him, as he stared at her in shock. Cassie reached out and simply took the quaffle from his hands, then swung back, sitting up properly and flew away.
"Cassie grabs the quaffle!" Lee shouts. "She was upside down people! That's my friend! Did you see Marcus's face-, sorry Professor."
Harry hovered above them all, his body full with glee. He grinned down as Angelina and Cassie high-fived, after scoring once more, but caught sight of Marcus scowling at them.
Now gripping onto the quaffle, Marcus raced towards the Gryffindor hoops, he threw it to Chance, who swiftly caught it. And despite being on the opposite team, Cass grinned at her friend, then flew after him.
He passed it back to Marcus, who went to score, but it was blocked by Oliver, who smirked at him. Katie grabbed the quaffle once again and shot, scoring perfectly. But Chance took hold of it then, he threw it to Marcus, who shoved Cassie away, winding her.
"You little bitc-, oh come on Professor!" Lee protested, McGonagall didn't know who to scold.
Luckily, Oliver caught the quaffle in time, stopping the goal, but Marcus viciously grabbed one of the beaters bats and hit a bludger at the Keeper. It hit Oliver and he went down with a thud.
"Disgusting I say!" Lee screamed, red in the face. "Absolutely filthy!"
Soon enough, Slytherin were scoring goals left and right. Cassandra flew past Marcus with a glare planted on her face. "Take that side." He growled to Chance, who hesitated, but obeyed.
"Merlin he even sounds like a troll." Cassie grumbled under her breath. Her face fell when she seen Chance and him, roughly guide Angelina into crashing.
