The Wingman | Fred Weasley x Reader ✓

4. Quidditch

New school year meant new Quidditch season; which brought another Ravenclaw team try-out. Y/n stood in the rather cold weather, clad in her Ravenclaw Quidditch robes and clutching her old Nimbus 2000, watching as the captain, Roger Davies, stood in front of the bunch of students trying out for the team.

''Alright, you lot,'' Roger said as he scanned the list. ''We're missing a lot of positions this year, seeing as most of our players graduated last year, so you're all in luck. We need one more Chaser, a Keeper and one Beater. We'll start with the Keepers first! If you aren't trying out as a Keeper, please wait to the side. Y/n, we'll be testing him out.''

Y/n mounted her broom as Roger picked out the Quaffle and rose in the air as well. ''Alright, we're starting off with Murray!''

A fifth-year stood in front of the three goals, clutching her broom tightly. At the end, she ended up saving five out of five goals. After that came a fifth-year boy with the name Goldstein and saved four goals as well. It took around fifteen minutes before everyone had gone through and Roger and Y/n landed back down.

''Alright, thank you, everyone! Now, let's move on to the Chasers. Murray, can you play goalkeeper for a bit?'' Murray mounted her broom again and at that point it was pretty obvious who'd gotten the Keeper position.

The Chasers flew up and Roger divided them in pairs, asking them to play along with Y/n so he can see the dynamic between each of them.

''WOO, GO, L/N!''

Y/n looked up at the call of her name, noticing none other than the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan cheering her on. She quickly passed the Quaffle to the boy who was trying out and flew down to Roger, who was now looking at the unwanted visitors.

''Roger! Didn't you reserve the pitch?'' asked Y/n, still on her broom.

''I did, I don't know what these idiots are doing here.'' Roger rubbed his forehead. ''C'mon now, it's my first day as a captain. Y/n, can you go deal with them? I need to keep the try-outs going.''

''Roger that, Roger!'' Y/n said and Roger groaned, having heard her say that for the millionth time since their first year. Y/n, on the other hand, flew away laughing, knowing how much it annoyed him.

''What are you three doing here?'' Y/n asked as she landed on the strands in front of the three Gryffindors. ''This is the Ravenclaw try-outs. Last time I checked, you lot wear red neckties.''

''Ah, L/n, don't be mad,'' spoke George as he stood up and got closer to her. ''We just came here to cheer you on!''

''I'm not even trying out, I'm already on the team!'' Y/n protested, rubbing her forehead. ''Doesn't matter. For all I know, you came here to spy on us and see how good we are so you have an advantage!''

''Not really, no. We really just came to cheer you on!'' George said with a smile. ''Besides, if Angelina hears we were supposedly spying on you guys, she'd kill us for trying to cheat.''

''I don't believe that! Out, now!'' Y/n hit George's butt with her wand gently, prompting them to leave. ''And I don't wanna see you at the Ravenclaw practices again!''

''Oi! Not with the broom!'' George rubbed his butt, pretending to be hurt. ''But fine. You've wound me, Y/n, not appreciating my support!''

Y/n snorted at his behavior. ''Just go before I hex you.''

''Aye, aye, ma'am.'' George turned around and left, Lee following along. Fred, however, stayed behind.

''What're you still doing here?'' Y/n asked, resting her broom on her shoulder.

''Just wanted to say sorry, Georgie just really wanted to come cheer you on,'' Fred explained, keeping his hands in the pockets of his jacket.

Y/n looked in his eyes - have they always been that sparkly? For all her six years at Hogwarts, Y/n has never had a one-on-one conversation with Fred Weasley before, weirdly enough. ''It's fine. I'm not that mad, really. I'm here on Roger's orders.'' Y/n shrugged. ''It's so weird to hear the one of the Prankster Kings apologizing, however. Doesn't suit you at all.''