Quidditch Through the Ages

Chapter 8: Ilvermorny 1916

Kennilworthy arrived in a vacant classroom.

He looked around and walked to the window.

There was snow outside, it looked like the whole school was at the quidditch field.

"Must be at Ilvermorny." Kennilworthy told himself and walked in the hallways.

The hallway was completely empty except for one boy in a bludger uniform.

"Hello there, my I ask what is the date." Kennilworthy said walking up to the boy.

The boy looked over at him.

"November 13, 1916, first quidditch game of the season." the boy said.

Kennilworthy took out his notebook.

"May I ask your name and which teams are playing today?" Kennilworthy asked.

"Derek, and its Wampus against Thunderbird." Derek said. "Who are you?"

"Just a traveler." Kennilworthy said looking at his notebook. "I recognized your uniform, how long have you been playing bludger?"

"Played since my third year for Wampus." Derek looked down, "We're second worse team, no chance beating Thunderbird."

Kennilworthy looked up at him.

Before Kennilworthy could ask anymore questions, Derek cuts him off.

"I'm sorry the game is about to start." Derek said.

"Its fine." Kennilworthy said putting his notebook in his coat. "Good luck Derek." he smiled.

"Thanks, I'm pretty sure I'll need it." Derek said walking away.

Kennilworthy followed Derek from a distance to find where the quidditch field was.

Once he got there, he took out his notebook and examined the layout of the field.

"Looks similar, nothing different." Kennilworthy mumbled.

After a few moments, the Thunderbird team came out followed by the Wampus team.

The team captains shook hands and the game began.

"And Thunderbird is off to a great start with already taking hold of the quaffle." the announcer said.

"And Wampus has hold of the quaffle- wait- oh! And Thunderbird claims the quaffle back!" 

"Ten points to Thunderbird!"

"Another ten points to Thunderbird!"

"Wampus has the quaffle, and they score! Ten points to Wampus!"

Kennilworthy noted the whole game managing to watch the game and keep his nose in his notebook.

He was paying close attention to Derek. Kennilworthy noticed how well of a bludger he is.

"Thunderbird's chaser is hit by a bludger!"

"They have the quaffle and- oh! Thunderbird steals and scores! Ten points to Thunderbird."

Kennilworthy continued to pay close attention to Derek.

"And Thunderbird has caught the snitch! One-hundred fifty points to Thunderbird!"

"Congratulations to Thunderbird for winning the first quidditch match of the season!" the announcer finished.

Kennilworthy watched as Thunderbird walked off the field than Wampus.

He ran up to Derek to continue asking questions.

Derek looked at him confused.

"Oh Thunderbird is over there." Derek pointed to the Thunderbird team.

"Oh no, I wanted to ask yo more questions." Kennilworthy smiled.

Derek looked surprised but let Kennilworthy ask more questions.

"What is American quidditch like in 1916?" Kennilworthy asked.

"Well, I hear its pretty similar to English quidditch." Derek said. "A lot of English speaking countries have the same materials for the quaffle and bludger." 

Kennilworthy noted it down.

"Well, a few years ago we changed the snitch to gold and not the actual bird because we were the only country left to not transition, out of the English speaking countries."

"Fascinating." Kennilworthy said writing it down.

Derek looked at him.

"Who are you really?" he asked. "You never told me your name." 

Kennilworthy looked up at him.

"Just a traveler." Kennilworthy smiled. "But you Derek, I noticed your bludger skills, continue what your doing, you will improve and do good for your team."

Derek smiled.

"Thanks." he said.

"Hey Notts! Come on over here we are talking about next game against Pukwudgie!" one of Derek's teammates called.

"Well I gotta go, nice meeting you." Derek said running to his team.

"Notts." Kennilworthy said to himself. "Notts, as in the famous American bludger." he realized.

He made his way out of the crowd and back on the walkway to the entrance of Ilvermorny.

Once he got back, he walked through the empty hallway.

He looked around to see if anyone was near.

"Well I guess since no one is here." Kennilworthy said taking out the snitch.

"Wigtown, Scotland, 1422." Kennilworthy said and he disappeared.

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Author's note: Whoa this chapter is the shortest yet, I promise I have long chapters ahead! I also hope you like the aesthetics I made for the characters, I have ones also of past chapter characters and ones in the upcoming chapters ;)