Invisible existence-a harry potter fanfic

Chapter 5- I don't like bludgers

after all the lessons were over Fred, George, Harry and I (with Ron tagging along to watch) headed over to the huge quidditch field for the trials. As Fred, George and Harry all went to their positions and Ron to the stands, they all wished  me luck; I gave them my I'm-pretending-to-be-confident-but-really-I'm-terrified smile.

We were told to circle the field, then catch and score. With my Firebolt the job was easy, I beat all of the opposing people in speed and most in talent.

Angelina threw the quaffle, at the other side of the pitch, for me to catch. I quickly picked up speed, and i noticed the ball going down fast so I started to get up from the broom until i was balancing on its thin neck. as i sped down i leaned forward, feeling the wind in my face,until the last minuted when i had caught the ball in my hands and quickly leaned back so that the broom shot upwards. Once i had mounted the broom once again i threw the quaffle back to Angelina

and landed to meet the team.

I did't get time to see the team as

I am bombarded with a massive bear hug from Wood, who appears to be thanking God. I giggle at his face when he detaches himself from me, "You're in, you're in, you're in!" He shouts excitedly. "But you haven't seen everyone yet…" I say, letting my voice trail off. "shhhhhh, you're in!" he says pressing his finger on my lips.

I laugh again and thank him. I walk over to Fred, George, Harry and Ron who all congratulate me. "Where did you learn to do that? It's amazing, you have to show me how!" Harry says excitedly. I smile and say "you're not bad yourself, maybe you can teach me some tricks too." I answer smiling.

"LOOK OUT!" I hear George's warning just seconds before he tackles me to the floor. George and i stay the sprawled on the ground with George on top of me,which wasn't too bad, a little too long until I hear laughing from the other side of the pitch. I look over to find the Slytherin team and that Malfoy boy with an open quidditch set, which, (what a coincidence)had a missing bludger.  "Why the hell was there a need to do that! " I yell at them, "Are you that scared that we're gonna beat you? Cause it sure as hell looks like it!" at this they all stop laughing and glare.

I look to George, who had stood up and was a new shade of pink, just like me. "Thank you," I say to him while George laughs it off. 

Later I went back to the commen room walking slowly, as if at piece with the world, or at least pretending that all of the slytherins had suddenly disappeared. I enter the dormitory, yes! its empty, thank god! I think as i reach out under my bed for my acoustic guitar.

I quickly exit the castle and try to hunt down the best spot on the grounds, somewhere a bit privet- out of the way. On the corner of the back of the castle, where a row of dark green, tall bushes hide a willow tree I find the perfect place. Sitting down at the base of the tree i start to strum my guitar and end up singing  Backseat Serenade (by all time low)

lazy lover find a place

for me again,

you felt it once before,

and now your dead,

i can see it,

whiskey princess drink me

under pull me in,

you had me at come over girl,

i need a friend, i'll understand,

backseat serenade, dizzy hurricane,

oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone,

you're salty like a summer's day,

kiss the sweat away, to your radio,

backseat serenade, little hand grenade,

oh god I'm sick of sleeping alone,

you're salty like a summer's day,

kiss the pain away, to your radio,

you take me over,

i throw you up against the wall,

we've seen this all before,

but this one's different,

its delibirant,

"that's amazing," a male voice says softly as I finish the last chord. I turn around to see who the mystery boy is, only to find that i don't have a clue who he is, only that a) he's very handsome, b) he's a Hufflepuff and c) he's at least one year older than me.

"Oh erm thanks, i've been playing since I was little." I say awkwardly.

"I've always wanted to play an instrument, but i've always been to busy with quidditch or studys. Oh I'm Cedric Diggory" he said with a handsome and charming smile.

"I'm Morgana Heartly, I play quidditch too, well I've just gotten in the team." I say quite proudly.

"Congrats, I'll see you play then this season i guess, i've heard rumours that your the best quidditch player in the school, maybe you can teach me some tricks." he says with a hopeful, cheeky smile, im pretty sure he doesn't just want quidditch practise with me. Well he is hot, i think.

"Aren't you the captain of the Hufflepuff team, surely it's you who should be teaching me?" I say with an equally cheeky smile.

"I guess we could teach each other,"

he says with a amused smile.

"I'm sure we could." I say as my cheeks go pink.

"How about on Saturday?" He ask.

That's when I start to go tomato.

"I'd love that." I say with a smile.

"It's a date then." He smiles cheekily and starts to walk away.