Delicate - Mattheo Riddle

bring it on

"Calm down Elle you'll get on the team!" Hermiones words went through one ear and out the other as we walked to the Quidditch Pitch. both dressed in our house crew necks and scarfs.

My breath quickened and my head began to spin.

"What if I don't? I mean Angelina is the Captain this year, and she's a little picky with players." I said gripping my broom so tightly the wood scraped against my fingernails.

"Angelina is one of your friends! Plus you're an amazing chaser. There's no way you won't make the team!" We stopped at the entrance to the pitch. She placed both of her hands on my shoulders.

"Don't let your anxiety get the best of you." She was right. I've had anxiety for as long as I can remember and It's only made my life miserable. I shouldn't be freaking out over a stupid quidditch tryout but I was.

Every year I tried out I got on, and every year I always freaked out over it. It drove me insane but luckily she was here for all of it.

"I'll be cheering you on in the stands!" She gave me a quick hug and hurried off with Ron and Harry. Harry had made the team yesterday as our seeker. no surprise there.

The team had a keeper and two beaters, all we needed were chasers now.

I ran out onto the field along with all the other people trying out.

"Hey Estelle! Alright Everyone's here. Now let's get started with some drills. Try to throw the quaffle into the tallest hoop from 60 meters away."

Angelina threw the Quaffle to one of the boys and everyone lined up and started to throw it through the hoops.

People like Seamus Finnegan, Dean Thomas and Ginny Weasley were trying out, all amazing players.

Although, many missed as it being so far away.

Around 6 or 7 people managed to make it in including me.

I looked up at Harry, Ron and Hermoine all cheering me on when I noticed Mattheo and Enzo sitting a few seats above them.

Great.

What were they doing here? Especially Mattheo.

Enzo I could understand, he was my brother after all, but Mattheo? Why the hell did he care?

After a few more drills, Angelina asked of us one final thing. "Now everyone needs to fly across the field and try to get the quaffle into one of the hoops while being guarded by 5 other people."

As everyone went. I couldn't help but notice how rough some of the players were being.

A girl, Amy Blankdart, I believe, flew so hard into one of the beaters she broke her arm. Madame Pomphrey of course, rushed to the scene and scurried her away.

I grabbed the Quaffle and zoomed down the field attempting to out fly the others.

One boy jumped in front of me but I swerved under him as quickly as I could. I swerved past a few other people when I came to the hoops.

The boy guarding it looked at least twice my size. Raggidy hair, freckles. He smirked at me as I came towards him.

He had a gross toothy grin. I thought.

However, I managed to zoom under him and score in the hoop.

I heard cheering from Hermione, Ron, Harry and Enzo, but also Mattheo that just 'happened' to be there. I looked over at Angelina and she nodded with a grin on her face. After the tryouts were over she called us down and announced everyone who made the team.

"...And lastly Estelle Berkshire. Congrats to everyone who made it and I appreciate everyone for coming today, thank you all."

Excitement filled me up. Deep down I knew I would make it but still I was happy I did.

Hermione suddenly hugged me from behind. "Oh my gosh that was amazing Elle! Congrats!"

"Thanks." I smiled. Harry and Ron congratulated and I saw Enzo and Mattheo walk up to me.

"Congrats Sis!" Enzo came up hugged me too. He also knew how nervous I was. I smiled the second he hugged me, he might have been my brother but he was of course, my favorite person by far.

"Yeah Congrats." Mattheo uttered and grinned at me. I didn't smile back, didn't even look at him. He didn't deserve my attention. I thought.

"I've got to tell Isaac." I said to Enzo eagerly.

"No need." A warm hand grabbed mine and pulled me into a hug. Good lord was everyone here?

"Hey Isaac." I pulled him into a kiss as he cupped my face. Of course, I stared at Mattheo as I kissed him. His jaw clenched as he whipped his head away.

"Alright then, who wants celebratory butterbeer?" Isaac announced.

"Oh come on. you don't need to do that it's not that big of a deal." I mumbled. It was frankly a little embarrassing that everyone in their mother came to my Quidditch tryouts and now Isaac was making it such a big deal.

"I know but I want to get to know your friends better." He whispered against my hair. I rolled my eyes and followed him and all the others as we walked to Hogsmeade.

We all soon got a table at the three broomsticks and sat down.

"We'll have 6 butter beers please." I said to the nice carrot-headed waitress. She was pretty with bright green eyes and dimples. After she walked away we all sort of stared at each other awkwardly.

"Uhm so is everyone here playing Quidditch?"

"I'm not" Hermione uttered. She never really fancied quidditch or any sport for that matter. Which wasn't at all a bad thing unbeknownst to some.

"I think the rest of us are" Enzo said.

"What position?"

"I play Beater, and Mattheos a keeper"

"We all know Harry's a seeker and Elle's a chaser now." Ron said "I'm a keeper as well"

"I'm a beater aswell as Enzo" Isaac stated.

"When's the first game? And who is it?" I asked.

"It's Gryffindor and Slytherin on friday next week." Hermione stated aloud.

"Next week? That's a bit quick!"

"Yeah but we have plenty of time to practice" Harry said. Slightly Smiling at me.

"Yeah I guess."

"It's alright Berkshire we all know who's gonna win anyway." Mattheo said chuckling. His brown eyes glistening as he looked at me, confidence coated his words.

"Bring it on Riddle."