Emma Melody Vane: Harry Potter Fanfic

Gryffindor Vs Ravenclaw

Emma's POV

So I ended up becoming a reserve player for the gryffindor team. I am so nervous about today's match. I will be standing in for Katie, who is in the hospital wing. No one aside from the team, my friends and little sister know about me playing. I'm the teams secret weapon for the match. "You'll do great" Harry tells me as breakfast.

"Harry's right, you've done great in practice" Alicia tells me.

"But that's practice, there'll be a hundred of people watching at the match" I matter.

"Oh so you have stage fright" Fred states as he helps himself to a big portion of eggs.

"I fly for fun, not competition" I whine.

"Just forget the match, forget everyone watching. Just pretend you are at home having fun" George tells me. "You got this Birdie" he assures me.

"Thanks Tiger" I say and he smiles.

"No fair, how come he gets a nickname?" Fred whines.

"Because he gave me one" I state.

"You should eat Emma, you'll need your energy" Angelina tells me.

"She's right" Oliver agrees.

"By the way Emma, what is your broom?" Harry asks. "I've only seen you use school brooms in practice" he states.

"That's a secret" I say with a smirk.

"It's our other secret weapon" Oliver adds. I have a bit of toast. Before leaving with the team for the pitch. The team hiding me from view. Once we reached the change rooms. I put on my gryffindor jersey, quidditch robes and gloves.

"For you Birdie" George says handing me my firebolt.

"Thanks Tiger" I say with a smile.

"Wait, you have a firebolt?!" Harry exclaims.

"A gift from a man who is like an uncle to me" I state.

"With two firebolts on our team, there is no way we can lose" Fred states high fiving George. Oliver joins us, exiting the captains change room. We all line up in front of him.

"You know what we've got to do" he tells us. "If we lose this match, we're out of the running. just  just fly like you did in practice yesterday, and we'll be okay" he states. Not much of pep talk, but guess it will have to do. I take a deep steadying breath.

"You got this" George assures me placing a hand on my shoulder. I smile at him. "I got your back" he adds raising his beaters bat. I nod and we follow the others out onto the pitch. We're greeted by tumultuous applause. The Ravenclaw team, dressed in blue, were already standing in the middle of the field. Their Seeker, Cho Chang, was the only girl on their team. She smiled at Harry as the teams faced each other behind our captains.

"Wood, Davies, shake hands" Madame Hooch instructs. Oliver shook hands with the Ravenclaw Captain. "Mount your brooms . . . on my whistle . . . three -- two -- one" she says and blows her whistle. We take off into the air.

"They're off, and the big excitement this match is the Firebolt that Harry Potter is flying for Gryffindor. According to Which Broomstick, the Firebolt's going to be the broom of choice for the national teams at this year's World Championship" Lee states.

"Jordan, would you mind telling us what's going on in the match?" McGonagall asks him. As Angelina steals the quaffle. She looks at me and I nod. I stand up on my broom as I feel more natural doing so and she tosses me the quaffle. I catch it and start to head for the ravenclaw goal posts.

"Okay, okay, Gryffindor in possession, Gryffindors new reserve player Emma Vane, heading for goal" Lee states. "Wait! Is that a firebolt she's on?!" he exclaims. I swerve to avoid an opposing chaser as George protected me from a bludger attack.