The Potter Twins and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Chapter 20- Victorious

Harry and Olivia, along with the rest of the Quidditch team, enter the Great Hall the next morning to enormous applause. Olivia grin broadly when she sees both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables are clapping, too.

The Slytherin table hiss loudly as they past. She catches Draco's eye in the passing and look away quickly, before remembering that they don't have to hide anymore.

Looking back, Olivia nods her head at Draco, flashing a small smile, to which he returns, despite looking extremely pale.

They sit down and Wood begins urging them to eat, despite taking nothing himself. Beginning to tug at her ponytail nervously, Olivia pours a small amount of the Draught of Peace into her pumpkin juice. Olivia have just enough time to finish it before they leave for the changing rooms.

Again, everyone claps for them.

"Good luck, Harry!" Olivia hears Cho Chang call out, causing Harry to flush bright red.

"Okay...no wind to speak of...sun's a bright, that could impair your vision, watch out for it...ground's fairly hard, good, that'll give is a fast kick-off..."

Wood paces the pitch, staring around with them behind him. Finally, they see the castle door open and the rest of the school spill out onto the lawn.

"Changing rooms," he says tersely.

None of them speak as they change into their scarlet robes. She wonders if they like she does, even with the Draught of Peace her stomach is flipping nervously.

In what seems like no time, Wood speaks. "Okay, it's tome, let's go..."

And with no pep talk, they walk out into the pitch to a tidal wave of noise. Three quarters of the crowd are wearing scarlet rosettes, waving lion banners or brandishing banners with slogans like 'GO GRYFFINDOR!' or 'LIONS FOR THE CUP!'.

Behind the Slytherin goal post, however, two hundred people are wearing green; the silver serpent of Slytherin glitters on their flags, and Snape sits in the very front row, switching out his usual black robes for green.

"And here are the Gryffindors!" Yells Lee Jordon. "Potter, Potter, Bell, Johnson, Weasley, Weasley and Wood. Widely acknowledged as the best side Hogwarts as seen in a good few years-"

His comments are drowned out by a tide of 'boos' from the Slytherin supporters.

"And here come the Slytherin team, led by captain Flint. He's made some changes in the line-up and seems to be going for size rather than skill-"

More boos from the Slytherin crowd. But Lee has a point. Draco is easily the smallest on the Slytherin team; the rest are frighteningly massive.

"Captains, shake hands!" Madam Hooch orders.

Flint and Wood approach and grasp each others hand extremely tightly; it looks as though they're trying to break each other's fingers.

"Mount your brooms!" Madam Hooch says, and Olivia throws her leg over her Firebolt. "Three...two...one..."

The sound of her whistle is lost in the crowd as all fourteen of the kick off into the air.

Katie takes possession of the Quaffle instantly. She soars off straight towards the goals, determined to score. But before she attempt to score, Warrington intercepts. He bolts down the field, before George aims a Bludger at him. It smashes into him and he drops the drops Quaffle.

Tay dives and catches it, before zooming towards the goals. Lee's commentary rings in her ears as Tay narrowly avoids a Bludger. She gets past the Keeper - and she scores!