When we had gotten to the North Tower for Divination the next day after lunch, I felt like I wanted to blow up the school because of how angry I was with Umbridge. Just when I thought she couldn't be any worse of a person, she somehow surprises me by making me hate her even more. However, when I saw Trelawney when I got into the class, I discovered that I wasn't the only one in the room that loathed Umbridge with every fiber of their being.
"Okay class," Professor Trelawney said irritably. "Get your books out and start - you already know what to do."
Everyone looked around for a moment in confusion. Normally the class started out with her attempting to act all mystical. Her bad mood only confirmed one thing:
"She must have gotten her results back from Umbridge," Raven said at the table next to us when Trelawney was out of earshot.
"She couldn't have thought they were going to be any good," Eliza said.
"Umbridge made it pretty clear that she thought this class was a joke," Alice said.
"Excuse me over there," Trelawney snapped. "Do you have a question?"
We all looked at one another and then shook our heads before returning to our books. Even though I didn't care for being yelled at, it was almost amusing coming from this particular teacher because of how she usually is with us. Then again it was kind of sad that she had gotten a bad review...not that I had really expected any less.
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Thursday
At the end of the day, the entire school began to pile out of the castle to go to the Quidditch field. Everyone looked more excited than ever to start off the season and support the team of their choice. Most people seemed to be supporting Gryffindor, but that didn't damage Slytherin's spirits in the least because I could still hear them chanting something through the roar of the crowd.
"May I sit with you?" a misty voice came from next to me.
It was Luna. Hermione and Ginny gave her an awkward smile.
"Sure, go ahead," I said scooting down so she was sitting to my left.
"That's an...interesting hat that you have there Luna," Ginny smiled.
"Thank you," she said softly. "I wanted to have it eating a serpent, but I didn't have enough time to do it."
We all nodded and then she took that awkward moment of silence to tap her wand on the lion again and it let out an enormous roar.
When the players walked onto the field, I could see Madam Hooch lining them up and talking to them - probably going over the rules of the game. Once she finished talking to them, Lee Jordan began commentating on the game.
"Okay, I think we're about to start the first game of the season," he said. "I wonder who is going to win this one - better be Gryffindor - "
"JORDAN!" McGonagall yelled.
"Only joking Professor," Lee smiled innocently. "Not really - okay, the Quaffle has been thrown into the air! Let the games begin!"
Players from both teams began to dart across the fields on their brooms and I could only just see Harry on the far side of the field searching around for the Snitch. Just as the Gryffindor Chasers were flying down the field towards the goalpost, I started listening to the chant that the Slytherins were yelling.
"Weasley cannot save a thing,
He cannot block a single ring,
That's why Slytherins all sing:
Weasley is our King.
'Weasley was born in a bin
He always lets the Quaffle in
Weasley will make sure we win
Weasley is our King.'"
I gritted my teeth - they were going to make Ron even more nervous than he already was and that wasn't going to turn out well for our team.
"Do you hear them over there?" Hermione asked in disgust.
"Just try to ignore them, there isn't anything that can be done about them," I told her. "I just hope that Ron isn't hearing this."
Angelina threw the Quaffle at the post, but the Slytherin Keeper managed to block it and throw it back into the game. It was caught by the Slytherin Chasers who were now racing down the field towards Ron. I could only hope that he was going to do well.
"Please don't miss it Ron," Hermione said under her breath. "Please, please, please don't miss it..."
"They are headed right for the Gryffindor's Keeper - I guess this will give us to chance to see what this new player is like," Lee announced. "As you know, Ron Weasley is the brother of the two Gryffindor Beaters, so let's hope that this talent runs through the family - here we go - "
The Chaser threw it right for the middle post and Ron dove to catch it, but missed it by a country mile. Hermione covered her eyes with her hands and shook her head just as the Slytherins went into another verse of Weasley is Our King.
"Weasley is our King,
He always lets the Quaffle in;
Weasley is our King!"
"Would they please stop," Hermione begged.
Harry, who had been watching our friend in horror immediately dove and began to circle the field in an attempt to find the Snitch. Since Ron's confidence was probably just shot down by missing his first goal, I was almost positive that this game wasn't going to go well for us unless Harry managed to find the Snitch in time.
It wasn't long before the Slytherin team got another Quaffle past Ron and the score was now twenty to nothing in their favor which only made the supporters of the other team chant louder.
"WEASLEY IS OUR KING!" they roared. "HE CANNOT BLOCK A SINGLE RING - "
"This is all Draco's fault," I scowled loudly. "He knew that this would only freak Ron out and make him do worse!"
"THAT'S WHY ALL SLYTHERINS SING - WEASLEY IS OUR KING!"
Ron let two more go by him before Gryffindor made a single goal making the score forty to ten in Slytherin's favor. I could practically feel the panic radiating off of the Gryffindor team - especially Harry who was now desperately looking around for the small golden Snitch.
Just when the Slytherin supporters began to sing their song louder, I watched as Harry dove suddenly - he had seen the Snitch! Draco was quick to follow him, but it wasn't any good. Harry zoomed over top of the crowd and I watched the small golden speck he was chasing until his hands grabbed a hold of it once he was back on the field. Just as his hands went around it, I watched in horror as Crabbe took the bat that was in his hand and whacked the Bludger directly at Harry's head.
"No!" I shouted.
But there was nothing that anyone could do and it whacked Harry right in the head sending him to the ground in an instant. I immediately jumped up from my seat and ran through the stadium so that I could get down to the field.
"Potter got the Snitch - Gryffindor wins!" Lee shouted over the roar of the crowd.
Once I was on the field, I realized that Hermione and Ginny weren't too far behind me. I pushed through the crowd of players that had landed on the field already and found Harry sitting on the ground looking dazed.
Then I remembered that I was in a fight with Harry, so I hanged back a bit. Hermione and Ginny have got this under control.
Raven ran past me "Hang on, let me have a word with my dear brother."
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Fanfic(WARNING- unedited, will not make sense with the new versions of my works) cover by @plutointhestars scarlett is 15 now, and that comes with responsibilities. whether it be exams, relationships or secret undercover fighting groups, she has a lot goi...
