CHAPTER EIGHT.
YEAR FIVE;
RAVENCLAW VS SLYTHERIN✧༝┉┉┉┉┉˚*❋ ❋ ❋*˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✧
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"Listen team!" Everyone turned to the girl standing on a stool, her team varied on height but she was the shortest so the stool was necessary for her speech. The Ravenclaw's looked nervous and slightly overwhelmed since there was a lot of pressure on them to win the game. Most people didn't like Slytherin or there dirty plays, she had Percival Gooden from Hufflepuff pull her aside in the hall and ask her to win the game for them since Slytherin unmercifully destroyed them in there previous match with dirty shots and plays that they somehow got away with.
"We won against bloody Hufflepuff with Cedric who is a fierce seeker! we can't underestimate Slytherin today, Marcus Flint plays dirty, almost as dirty as my brothers" the whole team mumbled amongst themselves about the time Marcus had hit Jonathan in the arm with a bludger stopping him from catching the snitch last year and how the twins always put something in there food before the game so now they always ate in there common room.
"Now, we play today with Smarts, we will name call if necessary and distract, we aren't the house of wits for nothing!" The whole room cheered.
A few students who had snuck in were aw struck by the speech, they wanted to rub it in Slytherins faces that they were going to win.
Harry went wide eyed and shared a glance with Wood, who nodded his head "told you she gets her team crazed" Harry even witness a chest bump in the corner of his eye with two boys in there Ravenclaw Quidditch uniform.The strawberry blonde spotted them instantly lurking in the doorway, watching as everyone mumbled amongst themselves about the same plan, she had forced them to memorise "Wood, Harry, come to see our gracious win" both boys shared a look before smiling awkwardly at the girl.
"sure, i- I was showing H-harry you- your speech" Caroline heard the stutter and glanced up only to see Oliver Wood and tried to hide her smile at his typical nervous antics.
"Yes, it's Slytherin! my team- they're a little afraid of the dirty names, I mean I get called blood traitor one too many times but it doesn't faze me as much as it used too" the Gryffindor captain furrowed his brows unsure what she meant by blood traitor, only because she associated with muggleborns and believed in equality for all, but it had to do with the Weasley family.
"Anyways, Better go, I have a game to win" with that she disappeared outside with her team following.
"Intense" Harry whispered to himself. With that they went to the stands and began watching the game, and a few boys in Harry's year were watching excitedly.
Ravenclaws waved there flags and had there faces painted blue for support.
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Spitfire - Oliver Wood
Fanfic"She was wild and free And the words she spat were like F I R E" [OLIVER WOOD X OC]