7: Because I Struck Out

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You guys are boring," I complained.

It was Saturday and all we'd done for over four hours was sit around in the common room while the twins whispered and wrote things down about some money they'd lost. At first when they wouldn't let Lee and I listen to what they were saying, Lee agreed to throw my baseball around with me. After an hour though, Lee had gotten bored and fallen asleep on the floor of the common room. So, I was just laying on the floor next to the table they were sitting at, throwing my baseball into the air and catching it over and over again.

"I finally stop trying to avoid you and now you just sit around and wine about a few galleons. You know Ludo is a con artist. There isn't anything you can do!"

"We never said anything About Ludo Bagman!" Fred said somewhat aggressively.

I flushed. I'd accidentally slipped into their thoughts at some point.

"You talk louder than you think," I lied.

Both twins looked around nervously, seeing if anyone else had overheard what they were talking about.

"Either way, it's more than just a few galleons to us," said George. "It was all of our savings."

"Oh boohoo. We lose things in life. It's a given. You can't sit around and mope about it for the rest of time. Afterall," I locked eyes with Fred. "Everything happens for a reason."

He reached out and caught the baseball I'd just thrown into the air and pointed a finger at me.

"Watch it Van Gogh, that's my line."

George looked between us obviously confused. Then, he shook his head and started wrapping up all the parchment on the table.

"You're right, Winters," he said finally. "What do you want to do?"

I looked at him wide eyed.

"Really?"

George shrugged, looking to Fred for approval. Both of them nodded and I jumped to my feet.

"I'll go get my bat!"

Even though they were apprehensive, Fred, George, and Lee followed me towards the Quidditch pitch. We stopped a few times along the way to collect a few of the other Quidditch players from Gryffindor. The twins convinced Angelina, Alicia, and Katie. Lee asked Harry and Harry brought Ron and Ginny as Hermione didn't care much for sports.

"I can't see how a Muggle game could be that much fun," said Ron. "No magic? How boring."

The others muttered in agreement.

I looked to either side of me where Fred and George were walking.

"It basically revolves around Beaters."

Both of the twins' eyes lit up, and their excited energy immediately made everyone else a bit more excited as well.

"So how does this game work?" Alicia asked me.

"I'm just going to teach everyone the basics," I told them, using my wand to turn some stray rocks into bases. "I'll pitch. Since the twins are used to bats..." I looked between them. "George can bat first."

I tossed George the bat and started to explain the bases, strikes, home runs, and all the other basics of baseball that they needed to know.

Lee was stood behind George, ready to catch the ball when George didn't hit it.

Everyone else was standing on the side, watching to see if George was going to be any good at using a different bat than he was used to.

I took a breath. Everyone was watching me, analyzing me to see what they should do when it was time for them to pitch. I kept my composure, trying not to blush from the attention.

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