The week went by slowly according to Opal. James had not stopped pestering her, he'd guessed almost every student but he still hadn't guessed his best friend.
Finally the Quidditch match had arrived, she had managed to get her hair to be a red colour, which was good enough as it was the team's colour, she'd be able to get away with it.
Aoife Wood paced the changing room, giving her speech as she normally did.
"Right team, we need at least seven hundred points to win this match, Potter do not catch that snitch until I say so, try and distract their seeker, Vanity. Black, Wings, and Fenwick, make sure you three score as many goals as possible-"
"Don't worry, we are the best chasers. You know we'll win." Sirius said, putting his arm around Benjy and Opal.
She closed her eyes, hoping that he wouldn't look at her.
"Seven hundred points, Black."
"That's like-" Fabian said, starting to count on his hands.
"One, two three-" Gideon said, copying his brother.
"Seventy!" Aoife snapped.
"That's fine." Opal managed to say.
Madam Hooch walked into the cloakroom. "Ready?"
Aoife gave a nod and the team grabbed their brooms flying onto the pitch, the crowd cheered loudly as both teams got into their positions.
Opal could see Peter and Remus holding up a sign.
"GO PADFOOT! GO BLAZE! GO PRONGS!"
Madam Hooch flew into the middle holding out the Quaffle. "Nice clean game from all of you!"
"Oi, Fabe try and hit Lestrange as much as you can." Sirius called out, earning a glare from Rabastan.
Madam Hooch blew the whistle, starting the game.
"Slytherin grabs the Quaffle first, barely giving Gryffindor a chance!" Duncan said into the microphone.
Erin Mulciber had the Quaffle speeding towards the goals.
"Slytherin scores!"
The crowd filled with boo's.
Aoife passed the Quaffle to Opal and raced to the other side of the pitch scoring a goal.
"Wings scores the first goal for Gryffindor! Ten points!"
"Nice one, Blaze!" James said, high fiving her.
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The teams had been playing for over an hour, Gryffindor was in the lead with eight hundred points, Slytherin only had four hundred and fifty.
"Potter, catch the snitch!" Aoife shouted at James as he flew past the goals.
"I'm trying!"
"Opal!" Sirius shouted, he watched as a bludger hurtled towards her, she ducked quickly looking at Rabastan smirking at her as he threw his bat in the air catching it.
"GRYFFINDOR SCORES AGAIN!" Duncan shouted. "BLACK EARNS TEN POINTS."
"Wings!" Benjy shouted, throwing the Quaffle in her direction before the Slytherin chasers caught it, she grabbed it racing to the goalposts scoring.
"ANOTHER TEN POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR- POTTER HAS A LEAD ON THE SNITCH!"
James outstretched his arm as if he was going to catch the snitch.
"Oh hell no!" Fabian shouted racing to the Bludger that was aimed at James' arm but he was too late, the Bludger slammed into his arm which gave out a loud crack.
"OH MY GOSH! DID YOU HEAR THAT? THAT SOUNDED LIKE IT HURT, AND HE'S STILL TRYING TO CATCH THE SNITCH! I'M GOING TO BE SICK!"
James outstretched his other hand, the crowd stood still as he and Flint attempted to catch the snitch.
"POTTER ALMOST CATCHES IT! KICK FLINT'S ARSE!" Duncan shouted, earning a glare from Professor McGonagall. "POTTER CATCHES THE SNITCH! I STILL CAN'T LOOK AT HIS ARM BUT GRYFFINDOR WINS WITH OVER NINE HUNDRED POINTS!"
"Yes!" Benjy shouted high fiving Opal.
Sirius flew over to her pulling her into a hug. "We fucking won!"
Her heart started beating, she couldn't stop herself, he was right in front of her.
It all happened too fast.
Like a blur.
She kissed Sirius.
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Written In the Stars ⭒ Sirius Black
Fanfiction~I solemnly swear I am up to no good~ An aspiring Quidditch player, friend, prank enthusiast and 1/5 of the Marauders. Opal Wings has almost everything she wants in life, but one masquerade ball can change things, her best friend could become someth...
