Lilliana Snape (Book 6)

Part 7

The picture to the right is of my niece (2/3/14) and she's how I imagine the triplets to look like (it's a bit stretched).

Quidditch, an insane yet enjoyable sport; I’d gotten my regular position, as Chaser, back along with Alicia Spinnet  (who was replaced by Dean after being cursed) and Ginny with Demelza Robins as reserve; Harry, of course was Seeker, Jimmy Peakes and Ritchie Coote had taken Fred and George’s position as Beaters and, finally, Ron was back as keeper.

Ron’s good, better than good actually, but his lack in self-confidence was always the issue; whilst training he’d save every goal but, and last year was a prime example of this, when it came to actually playing he was nothing less than terrible.

We had a match today and, after last nights practice, Harry was at his wits end.

“I don’t know what to do” he confessed quietly to me as we sat in the common room waiting for Ron and Hermione to finally emerge so that we could go to breakfast “after he caught Dean and Ginny kissing, he’s been terrible!”

“I don’t know what to say” I replied, sighing as I shook my head “Harry, you’re going to have to do something; I’m not in it just to win but Ron’s attitude is affecting the entire team.”

He nodded “I know, I just don’t know what else to do. Nothing short of a lucky miracle will help us win today.”

I gasped and stared at Harry, wide eyed “luck, Harry! Felix!”

“What?”

“The Felix Felicis you won back in our first potions class with Slughorn!”

Harry snorted “that’s illegal, plus I’m not about to use up something like that just for a Quidditch match.”

“I didn’t say you had to, did I?” I replied, rolling my eyes “ever heard of ‘faking it’?” Harry stared at me blankly. “Merlin, Harry, why are you such an idiot sometimes? Pretend to put some in his goblet, at breakfast, make sure someone see’s the vial and then just start pointing out stuff that’s lucky. It’s called auto suggestion.”

“That” he grinned “is brilliant!”

“What’s brilliant?” Ron grunted as he joined us “we’re obviously going to lose today so I don’t see what’s so bloody brilliant about that.”

I sighed and raised my eyebrows at Harry who shot a look back saying ‘yeah, yeah, I know’. “Lighten up Ron” I nudged his arm gently “you never can tell what the day will hold.”    

Hermione finally met us, muttering something about quickly tweaking her charms essay, and we went down to breakfast. Harry set about making the plan work as soon as we’d sat down. It was easy enough; Ron was too preoccupied, moaning about anything and everything so Harry grabbed Ron’s goblet with Felix in his hand and then passed it to Ron. “Drink” he ordered.

But, just as Ron touched the goblet to his lips, Hermione said “don’t drink that, Ron!”