Golden Flower of Hogwarts

Philosopher's 13

"You want to what?!" Chrys looked at Draco with an incredulous look, out of all the requests he's heard from Draco this was a new one! "You know Snape's not going to allow Gryffindors into Slytherin without a good reason!"

"Keep shouting, I don't think the rest of the castle heard you." Draco hissed. "Look, your suite is private enough for me to host this meeting and you know I wouldn't be asking this of you if it wasn't important. I'm not going to claim it as mine or use it to one up Harry and Ron, please Chrys!"

He was begging now, Chrys just stared at him and let his shoulders drop, the only other time he saw Draco like this is when he was talking to his cousin, Cora. "Fine." He agreed. "Just, please don't destroy my room, I don't want to return and hear Salazar say that you got into a heated discussion and wands started flying."

"We won't." Draco assured him, he picked up the trunk and left towards Chrys' room. "Remember, you're not allowed to come in for this meeting."

Normally, he'd be demanding an explanation as to why he couldn't enter his suite, but, Chrys learned since day one that Draco was strange and it was best not to question him. Besides, he had Quidditch practice with the Slytherin team to get to, he would worry about all of that at another date. Heading up the stairs by the common room, Chrys was out of the Slytherin house and back into the dungeons where he would have to continue to climb to get back into the sun. While the dungeons were great at times, it was also a bit inconvenient – he could only imagine what it's like for the two houses that lived in a tower.

Entering the grassy fields, Chrys grabbed hold of one of the school brooms and flew to meet with the rest of the Slytherin team. Flint was talking about surprising the other teams by using the Blood Orchid's plays and while that would work for some time they most definitely were going to need to have another ace in their hands, that was when Chrys held his hand up and asked them to pass the quaffle to him. Some glances were looked over his way, Flint just ordered them to do just that; the practice match began with their backups in mock games.

It started like normal with the Orchid's play, their seeker using Alex's playthrough by laying flat – which didn't last long due to how rough it was feeling on him compared to Chrys who was still laying flat on his side and using his legs to lock around the broom to avoid falling off during the speed boost, the beaters were striking and timing their strikes to mimic the snake strikes that the team was known for, and their keeper balancing on their broom and kicking the quaffle away from the hoops and even lightly surfing to the other two hoops. All that was riding on was the chasers, that was when the team got a hint of what they should expect from their new chaser; Chrys was flying closely beside Flint and made eye contact with the player who had the quaffle and readied himself to catch it, the player tossed it and to the untrained eye it looked like it was going to Flint causing the opposing chaser to fly in front of flint.

But what happened shocked everyone, not only did it go to Chrys, the boy barely touched it as he sent it flying into a hoop and throwing the keeper off through sheer surprise. Everyone looked at each other, the goal posts, then back at each other, everyone trying to figure out what just happened, what just happened? They did the play again, and tried keeping their eye on Chrys the entire time; just like with before they watched as the quaffle went flying towards him, he once again barely touched it before it went flying into a hoop. Flint had to give a sharp whistle to cause practice to pause as he flew up to Chrys yet again and gave a silent gesture asking him to explain himself.

"I've been doing this among other plays when dad took me out to practice with the rest of the orchids." Chrys explained.

"Okay, but did anyone teach you how to do that?" Flint asked, stressing out the word, his jaw dropped when the boy shook his head. "You mean that's all you?! No outside resources?!"