Infinite Magic (Male Reader x Harry Potter)

Rogue Bludger

Hooch: On my whistle!  Three... two... one...

With a roar from the crowd to speed them upwards, the fourteen players rose towards the leaden sky.  Harry flew higher than any of them, squinting around for the Snitch.

Malfoy: All right there, Scarhead?

Malfoy shot underneath him as though to show off the speed of his broom.  Harry had no time to reply.  At that very moment, a Bludger came pelting towards him.  He avoided it so narrowly that he felt it ruffle his hair as it passed.

George: Close one, Harry!

George blitzed past him with his club in his hand, ready to knock the Bludger back towards a Slytherin.  Harry saw George give the Bludger a powerful whack in the direction of Adrian Pucey, but the Bludger changed direction in mid-air and shot straight for Harry again.  Harry dropped quickly to avoid it, and George managed to hit it hard towards Malfoy.  Once again, the Bludger swerved like a boomerang and shot at Harry's head.  Harry put on a burst of speed and zoomed towards the other end of the pitch.  He could hear the Bludger whistling along behind him.  What was going on?  Bludgers never concentrated on one player like this, it was their job to try and unseat as many people as possible.  Fred Weasley was waiting for the Bludger at the other end.  Harry ducked as Fred swung at the Bludger with all his might.  TheBludger was knocked off course.

Fred: That's done it!

But he was wrong.  As though it was magnetically attracted towards Harry, the Bludger pelted after him once more and Harry was forced to fly off at full speed.  It had started to rain.  Harry felt heavy drops fall onto his face, splattering onto his glasses.  He didn't have a clue what was going on in the rest of the game until he heard Lee Jordan, who was commentating.

Lee: Slytherin lead, sixty points to zero.

The Slytherins' superior brooms were clearly doing their jobs, and meanwhile the mad Bludger was doing all it could to knock Harry out of the air.  Fred and George were now flying so close to him on either side that Harry could see nothing at all except their flailing arms and had no chance to look for the Snitch, let alone catch it.

Fred: Someone's tampered with the Bludger!

Fred grunted, swinging his bat with all his might at it as it launched a new attack on Harry.

George: We need time out!

George did his best to signal to Wood and stop the Bludger breaking Harry's nose at the same time.  Wood had obviously got the message.  Madam Hooch's whistle rang out and Harry, Fred and George dived for the ground, still trying to avoid the mad Bludger.

Wood: What's going on?

The Gryffindor team huddled together, while Slytherins in the crowd jeered.

Wood: We're being flattened.  Fred, George, where were you when that Bludger stopped Angelina scoring?

George: We were twenty feet above her, stopping the other Bludger murdering Harry, Oliver.

Fred: Someone's fixed it, it won't leave Harry alone, it hasn't gone for anyone else all game.  The Slytherins must have done something to it.

Wood: But the Bludgers have been locked in Madam Hooch's office since our last practice, and there was nothing wrong with them then.

Madam Hooch was walking towards them.  Over her shoulder, Harry could see the Slytherin team jeering and pointing in his direction.

Harry: Listen.  With you two flying round me all the time the only way I'm going to catch the Snitch is if it flies up my sleeve.  Go back to the rest of the team and let me deal with the rogue one.