Against the Odds

quidditch

"Pansy what do I even wear?" I shout throwing my clothes around the room. "Clara," Pansy laughs, "It's just a quidditch game." I sigh and glare at her. "Yes but it's my boyfriend playing against my ex-boyfriend who my now boyfriend has beaten up a few times," I say, rummaging through my clothes for the third time.

"I'm just wearing a skirt and then the jersey Theos is not wearing," she shrugs, grabbing her tights from her trunk. "Ugh that's good but I don't have-"

"Ye ask and ye shall receive," Mattheo says, tossing the black jersey at me. "Oh hey," I say, kissing him as he walks up to me. "You already look great," he says looking down at me. I look down at myself with my mouth open. "Mattheo I'm in pajama shorts and a t-shirt," I laugh. "You always look good," he says, leaning in for another kiss. I lightly kiss him back and he turns to walk away. "Good luck!" I shout.

I sigh and ruffle with the jersey in my hands. The jersey is solid black and the last name and number are outlined in dark green.Today they're wearing their green jerseys outlined in white.

"Girl ever since you guys kissed he hasn't been able to keep his lips off you," she says as she ties her shoes. "I know," I squeal. I quickly pull on my tights, skirt and a tank top undershirt before pulling the jersey on.

"Holy freak this is huge," I say with my arms down looking down at the jersey. "Well duh Clara," Pansy says walking over to me. "You gotta — tuck it in," she says as she helps me tuck it in.

"Voilà," she says, taking a step back. I look over in my body mirror in awe. She made the unflattering, huge jersey into the cutest outfit. "Pansy what would I do without you. I pull on and tie my shoes before grabbing my lip gloss from off the bedside table. I apply the lip gloss and some highlighter before looking at my hair.

"Do you think I should re curl my hair from when I did it this morning or does it look ok?" I ask, spinning so pansy can see the back of my head. "No I think it looks great," Pansy says, spraying some texture spray.

"I think we're ready," Pansy sings. "Oh wait!" she exclaims, running over to her stuff, pulling out a polaroid camera. "Ok this thing has a timer so let's just set it up and pose... Ok 1, 2" The camera goes off and she runs over to it. "Well just let it develop here, let's go."

We have to go early to the field because if you wanna get good spots you have to get there early. When making a statement like I am, you have to be in the front. We get there right as all the Gryffindor players begin their warm up. I make sure me and Pansy are talking whenever Fred or George comes by in fear that they're start something up.

As soon as they land and head back to their locker rooms the Slytherin boys come out. Many more people have shown up so the cheers are quite noticeable.

Me and Pansy cheer and stand as our boys fly up to us. "Daaaaammnn," Matteo says slowly, flying closer. He leans close to me and I cup his cheeks kissing his lips. "I'm gonna do that before, during, and after the game," he whispers cheekily. "Mattheo you can't do it during the game," I say, placing my arms over the guard rail. "Oh yeah-"

"Ok bye babe see you after," Theo says flying down. "-Watch me!" Mattheo shouts, finishing his sentence, as he flies away.

I sit back down and bury my face in my hands laughing. "What what?" Pansy asks tugging on my arm. "You'll just have to wait and see," I responded, still laughing. Both teams finish their warm up right as everyone begins to fill the last remaining seats. Including Professor Dumbledore, accompanied by Professor McGonnagall and yours truly, Professor Snape.

Professor Hooch blows her whistles and the game begins. Almost immediately the boys are going after each other. Most notably, the seekers. You can hear they're smack talking even though they're hundreds of feet above us. Down below them are the rest of the boys, hitting balls at each other all flying around.