The summer flew by. Daph came over as planned and we spent the last part of the holidays in the orchard with Fred and George planning a prank to pull on Filch that includes 3 dungbombs, a fanged frisbee and a swamp charm. The prank was executed at the end of the year before the last quidditch match of the season. The deciding match to who won the quidditch cup; Gryffindor Vs Slytherin.
The Sky was clear and all was calm until the shrieks of The Weasley triplets and their bests friend filled the air, as Argus Filch chased them down the 4th floor corridor. I grabbed |Fred and George and pulled them into the secret passages behind the mirror, Lee following in behind, Dungbomb frisbee at the ready. Filch's rasping voice coming closer with each step.
"We've got them now my pretty" He said as he wrenched open the mirror causing a crack to appear in the ceiling. None of us notice though as Lee threw the frisbee at Filch and it released the awful stench while circling around his head. We ran while Filch was distracted, Mrs Norris mewing at us as we left.
"He's gonna have a nasty shock when he get's back to his office" George said and Fred sniggered
"Yeah, he still doesn't know about the swamp" Lee said
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that" I said, my body shaking with laughter. As we got down to the great hall, I slowed down and said "Flint want as last minute practise before the match" gesturing in the direction of the pitch.
"Okay, but you are going down" Fred said
"Oh you guys are going to get you ass kicked. Tell Charlie I'll go easy on him" I said with a smile and ran down the front steps toward the pitch. The rest of the team was already in the changing room when I got there clearly waiting for me.
"Weasley! Where have you been?" Flint said to me as I pulled on my quidditch robes. Weasley and 07 printed on the back. "Practise started 10 minutes ago.
"Getting revenge on Filch. But I'm here now so let's get flying" I said grabbing my cleansweep and marching out on to the pitch.
"Bletchley , you are going to work with Montague and Pucey on scoring and saving work this end. Derek, Bole you are going to work with me on aim and accuracy, Wesley use the practise snitch and see how fast you can catch it. We need a fast win to get the cup as Gryffindor are a head of us." Flint said and he mounted his broom to take off. I released the bludgers and the Quaffle before releasing the practise snitch and mounting my broom and taking off. After about 20 minutes, Madam Hooch came on to the pitch and called us down.
"The match starts in 15 minutes so I suggest you go and prepare inside." she said as the first few students entered the stands above."
The match began with each team standing opposite each other Madam Hooch in the middle. Charlie and Flint stepped forward to shake each others hands, fred and George behind him clutching their beaters bats, Oliver Wood the Gryffindor keeper (And motivational speaker as Fred and George tell me.) Johnson, Spinnet and bell as their chasers, they were so going down. We all rose into the air, at madam hooch's whistle and Lee jordans voice filled the stadium.
"So here we are the deciding match. Gryffindor Vs Slytherin. Who is going to win? The pitch is once again dominated by Weasley's. The triplets and their older brother going head to head to win for their house. And it's Flint with the quaffle streaking up the pitch, dodging a bludger from fred weasley's, ducks around Johnson lining up for the goal, he shoots and Wood saves it, who tosses it to spinnet. Spinnet up with quaffle, there's a bludger from Bole and she drops it. Montague catches it, Slytherin's second attempt at a goal he shoots, he scores!" The sliver and green clad Slytherins erupted into applause at his goal, but I tuned it out as I searched for the snitch. Charlie was circling in the opposite direction to me, watching the game below. I dodged around the bludgers that came my way from Fred and George. We scored another 3 times as Gryffindor caught up on points. the score was 50:40 to Gryffindor. They were ahead. I needed to catch the snitch, and that when I saw it hovering by The Gryffindor goal posts. I dived and Lee roared into the megaphone.
"Slytherin Weasley has seen the snitch and so has the other Weasley. It's Weasley and Weasley racing for the snitch. Who's it going to be? Weasley or Weasley?" Charlie and I were neck a neck, reaching for the tiny golden ball. My hands closed around it as Charlie made a wild grab and Lee yelled into the Megaphone. "Weasley caught the snitch the game it over!" The crowd went silent, as I rose up, My fist raised and then the Slytherin end of the stadium exploded. We won the quidditch cup. It was ours. I landed on the ground with the team and they lifted me up, screaming incoherent things as the rest of Slytherin flooded onto the pitch. Dumbledore was standing at the entrance holding the quidditch cup, he handed it to me and I held it up to tumultuous applause and cheering. I am so never gonna let Fred and George forget this, they landed a few feet away looking sulky and throwing my angry glances. I stuck my tongue out when I caught my eye and they grinned. Best Day Ever! and Fred and George promised we could sneak in to Hogsmeade next weekend, exploring the rest of our favourite hiding place.
"Hey, Weasley! Weasley!" Flint called "Party in the common room, you coming?"
"OH, hell yes. I earned it." I replied and followed the rest of the team down into the common room where a party was already raging with, people chugging butterbeer and the older students passing around a bottle of fire whiskey. They all cheered when the team entered and someone called,
"Awesome flying Weasley"
"Better than your Higg's" I called back as Daph came over and handed me a bottle of butterbeer. As we walked away she said
"You know you could probably get anyone to do anything now. They're kinda scared of you."
"Why?" I asked
"Because of your shouting match with Flint the other day"
"Oh right, I totally kicked his ass didn't I?"
"Yeah it was pretty awesome, but anyway you could get the good armchairs by the fire now." She said and dragged me over there and pushed my forward to say something to the third years sat there. I placed my hands on my hips and took another step forward.
"You're in my seat" I said to one of them and he looked around to tell me to shove off until he saw who I was. He scarmed away with his friends, trying to say he was sorry and begging me to not hurt him. I sat in the chair and looked at Daph. This was going fun, and all because I was particularly accomplish at the stinging hex and put students half a decade older than me in the hospital wing.
A/N So I'm probably going to do another chapter for second year, about the passage way collapsing, because we all know it was Fred and Georges fault. I would't want to be on the receiving end off Imogen's sting hex, it's a bit like Ginny and the Bat Bogey hex. Well hope youo liked it and I will update soon. ~Emzzy
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Slytherin Weasley
ФанфикImogen Weasley is the odd one out. Not sorted into Gryffindor with her Brothers Fred and George at age 11. Fighting her way through a world that refuses to accept her, she finds power in those she loves and chooses the light to protect those that lo...
