Scratches (Fred Weasley)

(32) Slytherin VS Hufflepuff

Due to the dramatic change in weather, the Slytherin Hufflepuff match had been moved several times already. Until that bright, sunny day when the weather was obviously suitable enough for the match. Hufflepuff games meant Jillian games, which resulted to Alexander dragging both of his friends out from their tranquility and to the stadium to watch.

Fred and George were there as well, 'spying' on the Slytherin game strategies for Oliver Wood. The two were ridiculously dressed in black from head to toe among a sea of yellow cladded people which made them very easy to spot. Florence had pointed this out to the two, who still firmly insisted that dressing as black cladded ninjas was the way to go.

"Real life ninjas don't actually wear black, you two. They wear normal clothes to blend in with the surroundings." Florence told the two, George pocketing the black gloves that he wore the previous minute.

"George and I were going for stealth." Fred muttered bitterly, "Why do you always try to find ways to ruin our roll, Florence?"

"I'm not trying to ruin anyone's roll!" she said exasperatedly, "All I'm saying is the two of you look absolutely ridiculous in those."

"Ridiculous, how? I mean, black is one of Hufflepuff's house colors." countered Fred.

"Yes it is, but everyone prefers wearing yellow, as you can see." Florence gestured to the neighboring people who were indeed dressed in yellow shirts and normal colored jeans, "If they all wore black, it would look like someone's funeral rather than a bloody quidditch game."

"Well that's just ridiculous," Fred said firmly, crossing his arms over his chest like a little child, "If we had black as our second house color then I would most definitely make that the dominant color."

"Yeah, so that you'd look like a goth child, or a vampire, with how pale you are."

"A vampire with ginger hair?" Nicolai butted in, "Unheard of!" she gasped.

"George, make Clearwater shut up."

"Oh quit your squabbling." Alexander chastised instead, silencing the three, "The game's about to start." he informed them, and soon enough, the Hufflepuff team dressed in canary yellow robes came hiking to the middle of the Quidditch pitch, to be followed by the Slytherins.

"And so we have game five of six for this year's Quidditch season. Last game for Hufflepuff, second game for Slytherins. Diggory and Flint are stepping forward..."

The team captain from both sides shook hands, and Madame Hooch released the balls, fourteen players shooting up to the sky. Nicolai's eyes trailed Jillian intently without the others noticing. Alexander as usual, was giddy the entire time, shouting and cheering along with the crowd as if he was a Quidditch enthusiast.

He was never that fond of Quidditch, never interacted that much — even at Adrianna's games. All he wanted to do was show Jillian how much he supported her, and it gave Nicolai an odd pang in her chest knowing Jillian's intentions weren't fair and that she didn't tell her best mate about it.

"And Slytherin scores first goal," Jordan's commentary rang throughout the whole stadium, causing the Slytherins to cheer loudly. A couple of benches down was Cho Chang — who obviously came to support Cedric, as he did the same with her last game.

"Montague in possession of the Quaffle, narrowly missing a Bludger sent by O'Flaherty, jets past the Bludger zone — and it's nothing! Attempted goal blocked by Herbert Fleet! Olivia Banks now in possession of the Quaffle. . ."

Olivia looked very much like her older brother, Oliver. The two had eerily similar jet black hair, brown eyes and face structure, and could easily be mistaken for as twins. They both shared the same resilience and determination, which Olivia often showed during Quidditch games. The Hufflepuffs went wild with cheers as she outflew Marcus Flint, scoring the first goal for Hufflepuff.