The Slytherin Legends|| Slytherin boys

Chapter 13

(Isabella's POV)

I'm sitting in the stands with my music notebook in hand.

Tom and Enzo are on either side of me and Five is behind me.

Regulus is the first to tryout. He really wants to be chaser, but he said beater wouldn't be too bad.

I watch as Regulus zooms in the sky, constantly scoring goals.

"So how does it work?" I ask Enzo. I like quidditch, but I'm only here to support the boys.

"There are seven players. Three chasers, two beaters, one keeper, and one seeker. Chasers are in charge of passing the quaffle around. They have to score." Lorenzo explained.

"Beaters hit the bludger at other players in the opposing team. Keepers are like goalies. They guard the three goals." Five continued.

"And finally, we have the seekers. They catch the snitch and end the game." Tom ended.

Regulus did a good job. He made the quaffle in all the times he threw it.

Next up was Draco. He also wanted to be a chaser. He did really well. His test was more of dodging people and passing instead of shooting. He still scored lots of goals though.

Theo and Mattheo tried out together. They both were trying out to be beaters.

They seemed like they read each others minds.

When the bludger came to Theo, he sent it Mattheo's direction and he redirected it towards a dummy who was posing as a player on the other team.

The boys touch down and head over to the team captain. Marcus Flint.

I can't hear what they're saying and I can't read the boys' facial expressions because they all have a straight face.

The boys all nod once before heading over to my direction.

Oh shit. They all have frowns on their faces. But they did so well...

They kept walking up to us with a straight face until Regulus broke character and had a large smile on his face. 

I got up from the stands hugged them. "You guys made it?" I asked hopefully.

"Yeah! Theo and Mattheo are beaters; Draco and I are chasers." Regulus said excitedly.

"That's excellent guys! When's the first practice?" I ask.

"Next week. Apparently we're the only second years that made the team. There's two seventh years, Adrien and Marcus, and one fifth year, Alonzo Rossi." Theodore explained.

"Yeah, yeah, it's great that you made the team, but instead of sitting here can we actually do something to celebrate?"

Enzo sighed as he wrapped his arms around my shoulder.

"What do you plan on doing, Einstein?" Draco asked in a bored tone.

"Let's go out." Five chimes in. Mattheo slapped Five in the back of the head. "Be more specific, stupid."

"Let's hang in the astronomy tower. Play some games, ride our brooms around." Enzo suggested.

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We're at the astronomy tower and Enzo brought a bunch of stuff.

"Are we staying here for that long?" I ask in doubt.

"Maybe, I don't know." He shrugs as he hands everything to Tom.

"Where's Malfoy?" Regulus asks from the back.

"Flying around on his broom." Mattheo grumbled.

I walk over to him. "Hey, what's wrong? For someone who just made the quidditch team, you don't seem very excited."

"Nothing's wrong." Mattheo mumbled as he began to turn away.

I grabbed him by his arm and pulled him back to face me.

"I know you. What's wrong?" I whispered.

Mattheo leans down on me and starts stroking my hair. "I almost didn't make the team."

I looked up at him with genuine confusion. "What do you mean? You did excellent."

"They said that due to my last name, I might be violent and cause the team problems." He explained.

"What? That's the most ridiculous thing that I've heard. You're not your father. When will people understand that?" I scolded.

"I know princess, but it's not a big deal. I made the team, didn't I?" He soothed. "Now, why don't we go on my broom and go get Draco and bring him and his stubborn ass here?"

I smile slightly and take his hand as he walks over to get his broom.

"Ready?" He asks as he makes the broom levitate.

I take a deep breath before climbing on the broom behind him.

I'm not a huge fan of heights but I'm not mortified by it.

Mattheo zooms up into the sky which causes me to tighten my grip around his chest.

"Princess, if you keep squeezing me like that I won't be able to breathe. Don't worry. I got you. You're safe with me." He reassured me, making me relax a little bit more.

"Hey Riddle! Trying to show off your skills to Isa?" Draco calls from farther away on his broom.

"The other boys are looking for you. How about you fuck off and see what they want?" Mattheo hissed.

Draco flew off with a smug smile.

Me and Mattheo ride around a little bit more before he brings us back to the tower.

My legs shake as I get down from the broomstick. I stumble and nearly fall down, but Theo catches me.

"Whoa! You really don't do heights." He laughed.

We all hang around and play some games until we start to sneak back to our common room.

I am absolutely dead by the time that we get to our room.

I change into my pajamas and collapse onto Mattheo's bed.

He lies down next to me with a grin.

"Good night, Princess. Thanks for being concerned earlier today. I really appreciate it." 

I smile at him and take his hand. 

He immediately falls asleep along with the other boys who are all snoring. 

I open my notebook and continue to write a few lyrics before I fall asleep with the book in my hands.