THE WICKED SORCERER | LORENZO BERKSHIRE X Y/N MALVADA

The First Match

It's been quite nice having friends lately. I would say i'm the closest with Pansy now since we're both extremely rude to everyone but for different reasons. For her, it's because everyones been rude to her or her friends, for me it's because i want everyone to fear me obviously.

They're still quite scared of me, but not Lorenzo. He's still a kind soul and he's the only one i'm 100% kind to. It's so weird being nice. Whenever i'm saying kind shit, it feels so weird in my mouth when i say it. And ever since i've been friends with the Slytherin gang, people are even more scared to come up to us. The only person people aren't afraid to go up to is Lorenzo, and by people i mean girls. Squealing, giggling, annoying girls. They treat Lorenzo like he's some Greek God. Like, give him some space.

You might be wondering how my family thinks of this. They don't completely mind but they still want me to be cruel which i am but i'm slightly cruel still.

Today is the first ever Quidditch match of the season. I'm extremely excited but the tiniest bit nervous. We're going against Gryffindor and when i saw Harry Potter was their Seeker, i was like oh shit. Because he's quite the good seeker. He's won every single match and i have a feeling that this match is going to last more than it usually should. I heard that the Weasley twins are making bets on who's going to win and so far people are betting on Gryffindor.

Everyone's in the locker room getting ready and everyone is doing their own thing. Some are putting on the Quidditch uniform still, some are pacing across the room, some are giving each other or themselves a pep talk and some are just jumping off the walls with excitement.

"Hey Y/n. You nervous?" i recognised this idiotic voice as Theodore's.

"No, you?" i asked and i saw him taking a deep breath.

"Kind of, yeah."

"Don't worry, i'll make sure we'll win. And i'll make sure Potter gets in the Hospital Wing 10 minutes in." He chuckled slightly at my words.

"Try not to kill him." We laughed and then heard the whistle being blown, meaning that the Quidditch players should be in positions. I grabbed my broom-it's a Firebolt by the way-and got ready.

I made eye contact with Harry and he gave me a nervous smile, i could see his pulse from his neck quicken as i smiled back spitefully.

"Off the ground in 3..2..1..." Madam Hooch blew her whistle and everyone kicked off the ground and started to fly everywhere.

I was looking frantically for the Snitch and so was Harry. I wasn't paying attention to the people around us and just flew everywhere, looking for the Snitch.

TIME SKIP 1 HOUR AND 30 MINUTES LATER

The match is still on. I've tried every single trick but fucking Harry wouldn't believe any of them. Everyone is getting so annoyed and irritated. I heard my team Captain shouting at me but i couldn't care less.

I was flying around the stadium with Harry following beside me, when i saw it. I saw the Golden Snitch just flickering behind Harry's ear. I flew as quickly as i could towards it with Harry only following close behind. We flew even higher and higher from the stadium my attention wasn't on that, it was on the Snitch.

I stretched my arm out and tried to grab it but couldn't. Harry's fingertips touched it but he didn't grab it. I soon stood on my broom, slowly and carefully and jumped towards it. I caught it in my hand and I just realised that I jumped off of my broom and how incredibly high I was. I was falling, it was a nice kind of sensation. My stomach felt weird though, it was like a rollercoaster kinda. I heard worried screams and whispers. I groaned as I wanted to keep falling-don't judge-and I used my powers to hold me and slowly bring me to the ground.