Distinction: A Potterlock AU

Ch. 7: Naïveté

A/N: This is a long chapter so brace yourself. Wow that was dramatic. And also, by "long chapter" I really just mean longer than my usual.

Chapter 7:

In what seemed like no time at all, it was time for the house quidditch team tryouts. John had been giving it his all during lessons with Madam Hooch, and now it was time to see if it would pay off. John was sitting at the Gryffindor house table in the Great Hall. He'd planned on eating breakfast, but he was too nervous. He anxiously scanned the Ravenclaw table, looking for Sherlock, but there was no sign of him. He was probably up in the Ravenclaw common room, doing nothing besides complaining of boredom. John had never felt so nervous as he rose from the table and made his way to the quidditch pitch. In what seemed like only a few moments, it was his turn to tryout. John was trying out for keeper. After his tryout, John didn't stick around to watch the remaining Gryffindors, or the other houses tryout. He had homework to do. If he had stayed out on the quidditch pitch, he would have seen Sherlock trying out for Ravenclaw seeker, and blowing all the competition out of the water. John felt confident about his tryout, but was still quite nervous, and did not finish any homework in the Gryffindor common room. The Gryffindor quidditch team members wouldn't be announced until tomorrow. John went to bed, and after many hours of tossing and turning, finally fell asleep. The next morning, John went downstairs to the common room and shoved through the crowd around the bulletin board. He crossed his fingers and read the list. His eyes immediately darted to the words:

Keeper - John Watson (First Year)

'I made it!' John thought. He was one of the two first years that were on the team. The other was Lestrade, who had the position of beater. The rest of the team members had been on the team last year. John rushed down to the Great Hall in hope of finding Sherlock. He was not disappointed. Sherlock had his nose in some giant, dusty book that John had never heard of. "Sherlock, I made the team!" John told him excitedly. "Fascinating." Sherlock replied in a bored voice. John did not lose heart. "Who's on the Ravenclaw team?" John asked. "Don't know, don't care." Sherlock lied smoothly. John wasn't even bothered by Sherlock's rudeness. He was too overjoyed at having made the house team. John had only asked about the Ravenclaw team because of two reasons. One was because the team's captain had told John that the first match of the season was Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw. The other was John had hoped that Sherlock had tried out for the team. John shook his head. "I'm heading back to the common room. See you later." John said. "Mm." Sherlock replied, completely uninterested. As John walked out of the Great Hall, Sherlock's eyes flitted away from the text he was reading and focused on John's retreating figure. Sherlock smirked. He found John's naïveté quite amusing.