Another Weasley

Chapter 8

Today was the day. The first Quidditch Mach of the season, Slytherin VS Gryffindor. Oh boy. Me versus Harry. Hahah. I was sitting at the Gryffindor table because why not. I suddenly and totally not intentionally eavesdropped on Potter and Snape.

" Good luck today Mr. Potter. But, seeing as you did take on a fully grown mountain troll, winning a match will be no problem. Even if it is against Slytherin." He says.

" HOLD ON THERE PROFESSOR!! " I yell standing up. " Harry didn't take on the troll! Me, Neville, Seamus and Dean did. While Neville and Seamus got Hermione to safety, me and Dean took on the troll. Harry and Ron just managed to lock Hermione the in bathroom with the bloody thing. Just because Hermione lied making Harry and Ronald seem like the Heroes, they weren't! They got oh lets see.... oh yea, 25 points taken away from Gryffindor! Neville Seamus and Dean got Gryffindor 30 points though, and I got Slytherin 15 points for telling the damn truth!" I protested.

" Well my sincere apologies Mr. Weasley. Good Luck Mr. Potter, and I seriously think you'll need it. Good Luck today Mr. Weasley, I do hope we win." He says.

I nod. I looked at Harry and Ronald who looked pretty pissed that I just announced to the world they had gotten Gryffindor down by 25 points.

" That's it!" Ron shouts.

He jumps at me and Harry just watched as Seamus jumps in to pry Ron off me. He succeeded, despite leaving me with a bloody nose and black eye. Ron had a split lip and a swollen eye.

" Mr Weasley! Unexceptional!! 25 points taken from Gryffindor for fighting! Mr Finnigan thank you for ending the fight, 5 points." Snape snaps.

" Professor May I go to the Hospital Wing for the injuries the Weasel brought upon me?" I ask.

" Yes of course. Go on Zack." He says.

" May I Professor?" Ron asks.

" I see no apparent difference." He says. " Therefore there is no need."

I laugh mentally and stride off to the Wing where I was fixed up quickly. I ran down into the changing room where I grabbed my broom and got into my uniform.

" Hey Zack, feeling better?" Someone asks.

" Yea, I got fixed up so I can see better, and my nose stoped bleeding. So I'll do much better than if Professor didn't let me go, like my brother." I say.

They nod and Flint continues his speech. We gathered in our positions before flying out onto the pitch. We each took our spot.

" Now I want a nice clean game!" Madam Hooch yells.

Like that's ever happen with Slytherin. On the field.

Th bludgers were released, then the snitch, then she blew her whistle and threw up the quaffle. I snatched it literally right before Katie Bell.

" And Weasley has the quaffle to start the game!" I hear.

Lee Jordan was announcing the game, though I doubted it needed it. With his sarcasm. I roughly throw the quaffle which somehow manages to make it in. I high five some random Slytherin Player on my way out. Angelia has the quaffle and then she passes it to Katie, who passes it back once she almost gets hit head on by a bludger. Two chasers sandwich Angelia in between them before they let her go as she spirals to the ground. In the process she dropped the quaffle and I snatched it up. I passed it over to another player, who passed that along, who scored. 20-0. This went on forever. After Wood blocked three in a row, Flint sent a bludger straight at him, and he fell onto the sand. After that it was score after score after score. Soon we were up 150-20. Harry and Flint were going after the Snitch. I tossed the quaffle in the hoop making it 160-20. If Harry got the Snitch we would loose by 10. We needed to score. So when Katie started going I rammed into her taking the quaffle. Harry was standing on his broom when he flipped over, Snitch no longer in sight. I threw it in the hoop and it counted, just as the whistle was blown. And just as a bludger hit my arm.

" Game over!! 170-170!! Tie game!" Mason Hooch shouts.

We tied it up, and all it cost was my arm. Yay.