More Than Heart Could Desire 《 A George Weasley Love Story 》

Chapter#22 The Charm Bracelet

ANNA'S POV:

Last week of January:

I was sitting in the Gryffindor common room with two first years, Jeremy Smith and Emily Miller, helping them with their Transfiguration and Potions homework.

"Anna! Here you are. We've been looking for you everywhere in the castle. Library, courtyard, quidditch pitch, everywhere", George shouted, climbing through the fat lady portrait.

"What are you doing here?", Fred said, following George close behind.

"Jeremy and Emily needed help with their homework. I was just coming after helping them", I replied to George and Fred.

"Seriously Smith and Miller. We have a very important match", said Fred.

"Against Ravenclaw", George added.

"And we are going to win", Fred said.

"Effortlessly", George added.

"I know you're gonna win. I have complete faith in the finest beaters ever", I said smiling at the twins.

"Thank you. Now will you do the favour of coming with us?", George said. I looked at Jeremy and Emily, asking for permission.

"You can go Anna. It's almost done", Jeremy said.

"Okay then. Finish this work and come to support your house", I said ruffling Jeremy's hair. The first years smiled at me and noded.

"Let's go", George and Fred took my hands and ran out to quidditch pitch.

Reaching quidditch pitch, I wished them luck and went to the stands and the twins to the locker rooms.

I spotted Diana, Hermione, Ginny and Ron in the stands and stood with them.

After few minutes, all the players from both the teams were mounted on their broomsticks and were ready to start the game.

Madam Hooch asked Oliver and Roger Davies to shake hands before starting the match, which they did. With a whistle Madam Hooch released the quaffle and the game began.

All the players were hovering over the quidditch pitch. Chasers trying to score through the hoops with quaffle, keepers trying to defend the hoops, beaters trying to protect their team from being hit by the bludgers and throwing them towards the other team and seekers chasing the golden snitch, trying to catch it before the other team.

The game was going pretty interesting. Lee was severing his job as an amazing commentator, advertising Harry's firebolt and hitting on Alicia Spinnet and was constantly being told off by Professor Mcgonagall.

Gryffindor had scored 40, while Ravenclaw had scored 70. I was cheering at the top of my lungs, calling George and Fred's name, then Harry's name and sometimes Oliver's name too.

George and Fred were hitting bludgers throwing them towards the Ravenclaws.

I was shouting " Go Georgie", and " Go Freddie", with each hit.

Harry was still trying to catch the snitch which was really a struggle because Cho Chang was also doing an excellent job.

Gryffindor had scored 60 now and Ravenclaw's score was still 70.

Bludgers were going wild and George and Fred had to stay more attentive to save themselves and other team members from being knocked off thier broomsticks.

Suddenly I saw a bludger flying towards Oliver while he was busy hitting quaffle away from the hoops. I let out a gasp of fret that the bludger would hit Oliver any second now. But it didn't hit Oliver.