Quidditch (Cedric Diggory, Fred Weasley, Harry Potter) x reader

The Triwizard Tournament

"YES! WE GOT POTTER AND BLACK!!" The ginger haired twins screamed. They're were many cheers from the Gryffindors table and just sad claps from the rest.

Ace ran up to the twins and slapped both of them lightly on the head. "You idiots told me there was going to be a troll."

"Well now that we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement.It is my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year," Dumbledore continued, "This is due to an event that will be starting in October and continuing though out the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts this castle will not only be your home this year but home to some very special guests as well. You see, Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event: The Triwizard Tournament."

There was gasps hear all around the hall. "Your JOKING?! That is bloody brilliant!"

"Where was I? Ah, yes, the Triwizard Tournament... well, some of you will not know what this tournament involves, so I hope those who do know will forgive me for giving a short explanation, and allow their attention to wander freely. The Triwizard Tournament was first established some seven hundred years ago, as a friendly competition between the three largest European schools of wizardry – Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. A champion was selected to represent each school, and the three champions competed in three magical tasks. The schools took it in turns to host the Tournament once every five years and it was generally agreed to be the a most excellent way of establishing ties between young witch's and wizards of different nationalities – until, that is, the death toll mounted so high that the Tournament was discontinued."

"There have been several attempts over the centuries to reinstate the Tournament," Dumbledore continued, "none of which have been very successful. However, our own Departments of International Magical Co-Operation and Magical Games and Sports have decided the time is ripe for another attempt. We have worked hard over the summer to ensure that, this time, no champion will find himself or herself in mortal danger."

"The Heads of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive on halloween, and on that same day we will have the Champion Selections. An impartial judge will decide which students, are most worthy to compete for the Triwizard Cup, the glory of their school and a thousand galleon personal prize money."

"Eager though I know all of you will be able to bring the Triwizard Cup to Hogwarts," he said, "the heads of the participating schools, along with the Ministry of Magic, have agreed to impose an agreed restriction on contenders this year. Only students who are of age – that is to say, seventeen years or older – will be allowed to put forward their names for consideration. This" – Dumbledore raised his voice slightly for several people had made noises of outrage at these words – "is a measure we feel is necessary, given that the Tournament tasks will still be difficult and dangerous, whatever precautions we take, and it is highly unlikely that students below Sixth and Seventh year will be able to cope with them. I will personally be ensuring that no underage student hoodwinks our impartial judge into making them Hogwarts champion." His light-blue eyes twinkled as they flickered over to Fred and George's mutinous faces. "I therefore beg you not to waste your time submitting yourself if you are under seventeen,"

"The delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be staying with us for the greater part of this year. I know that you will all extend every courtesy to our foreign guests while they are with us, and will give your whole-hearted support to the Hogwarts champion when he or she is selected. And now, it is late, and I know how important it is to you all to be alert and rested as you enter you lessons tomorrow morning. Bedtime! Chop Chop!"

Everyone couldn't stop talking about two things.  Ace Black and the tournament. "People that are in 6th and 7th years can only join? Rubbish!" The ginger haired twins said in unison. "I guess we're just going to find a way."

The three ran into the Gryffindor room and laid down on the couch. Everyone that came into he room after them either asked Ace for an autograph or pointed at her to their friends.  Ace had to admit it was quite annoying but she was only thinking about one thing. Viktor Drum is going to come on October 30th. She couldn't help but smile at the thought.

The next day Ace's first class was potions. She always thought she was good at potions, if a teacher told her to make a potion she would easily be able to. 

She walked into the classroom and everyone pointed at her saying "oh my gosh! Its her!" and so on. She didn't know where to sit so she was just standing there until a teacher came. "Ms.Black may I ask what are you doing standing in my classroom and not sitting down?" 

"Sorry sir but I haven't been told where to sit." Ace replied. 

"It is professor to you, Professor Snape. And you can sit next to Mr.Malfoy over here." 

 After he said those words Ace heard a large groan from the boy Professor Snape was pointing at.

She sat down and started listening to the professor.

" Today we are going to learn about the potion Amortentia, Ms.Black care to tell us how to identify if the potion is Amortentia ?" Snape asked trying to make a fool of Ace.

Heroines hand shot right up. "Yes actually, It had a distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen, and steam rose from it in characteristic spirals." Ace said with a smug look on her face.

"Five points off of Gryffindor, You forgot to mention how it smells unique to the things people are attracted to."

Ace couldn't believe it. She forgot to mention one thing and he took off points from Gryffindor.

She could hear the person right next to her snicker. And after a few classes with him she saw a pattern. Professor Snape always liked to torment the Gryffindors, Especially Harry and Ace.

When Ace walked out of the classroom she felt defeated. How could a teacher be that mean? 

The days passed quickly and many people kept on asking Ace for autographs. She was getting quite fed up with it. But she forgot everything when she remembered something. Quidditch try-outs. 

Of course Ace thought she was going to be in the team. She went onto the field like all of the other Gryffindors trying out. 

"Alright everyone just because you were in last years team does not guarantee you a spot in this years so please try your best." Angelina said.

"Ok, first we are going to try out the chasers, people who want to become Gryffindor chasers please fly up onto your brooms and I will test all of your abilities to see who qualifies."

Ace almost laughed at the fact that she had to "try out". Ace was a generally nice person but when it is about quidditch she will not hold back.

They were separated into teams. Ace Black and Ginny  Weasley on one side and Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet on the other. 

When the ball rose up the girls gave no remorse. Ace was first to get the ball and was going to bump into the girls head on so passed it to Ginny who was particularly good at Quidditch. Ginny dodged the beater and threw the ball straight into the goal. 

The second round Alicia was starting with the ball. She flew right past Ginny but when she got to the middle Ace stole the ball right out of her hands and with lightening speed she flied over to the goal and tossed it into the goal.

The game went on for 10 minutes until the score was 28-3. 

"well then Ace, Ginny you guys will be our chasers with me sorry Alicia and Katie but im afraid there are no spots available."

Ace had finally joined the quidditch team. And that's when Ace had a great idea "Hey, why don't we have a friendly match, you know? Like against Beauxbatons and Durmstrang."

 Sorry for the short chapter! I keep on thinking about what im going to do in particular scenes I forget about writing on this one!