"It's fineeeeeeee, no one got hurt."
"You blew off the top of the Gryffindor Tower!"
"I was redecorating Hogwarts."
"You're an actual idiot, you know that right?"...
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7th Year of Hogwarts ❃.✮:▹ ◃:✮.❃
ALL THE FALLEN snow had melted two days after falling, meaning that game plan 49-Y was set in motion. It would be the final match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. The match orders of the houses had changed, due to a sudden flu outbreak in the Slytherin house and Professor McGonagall needing a personal day out. The first match occurred between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff instead of Gryffindor and Slytherin on the first weekend of November. The reason for that personal weekend of McGonagall was heavily speculated, and the wildest theory was that the professor had left on a mission to kidnap a Harpie and force her to play on the Gryffindor team. The truth, as Remus would overhear years later as a teacher at Hogwarts, was that Minerva had returned to her cottage near Edinburgh due to her partner suddenly taking ill. Elspeth would make a full recovery.
Eloise tightened the straps of her protective gear and patted it for good measure. Her fluffy hair was braided tightly and dangled between her shoulder blades. The girl's locker room bustled about as the Gryffindor girls got ready as they exchanged pep talks.
"I'm not looking!" James's familiar, loud and obnoxious voice sounded as he walked into the locker room with a hand over his eyes. "Please all be decent!" He yelled out once more.
Grumbling, Eloise grabbed her scarf and whacked it at James. He jumped and screamed in pain before peeling open his eyes and glaring at Eloise.
"Get out, Potter," Hildred Jones hissed as she shoved herself into her quidditch jumper to cover her black sports bra. Her blond curls sprung up, and she started gathering them into a low, puffy bun at the base of her neck.
"Not before I personally wish you all good luck," James sang as he turned around to look at the other girls.
Francesca smiled and uttered thanks as she tied off her waist-long black braid, and Adjoha winked at James. "Okay, time to go," Adjoha motioned for the door.
Once more Eloise whipped James with her scarf, and he squirmed. "Okay, okay, okay," He skipped away as Eloise continued to whack him. "Merlin, you guys are mean--"
Whatever other words James was screaming were muffled by the shut door of the locker room. Eloise turned back to her teammates with a smirk before bursting into laughter. The other girls joined in. "See you later, Cap," Eloise shouted through the door."
1977-1978 was the first year that came to know a Gryffindor quidditch team where most of the players were women. And the Gryffindor girls were determined to make it a quidditch cup-winning year to celebrate.
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