OH NO JAMES, YOU DIDN'T (Harry Potter Next Generation Time Travel Fan Fiction)

Seventeen

Umbridge continues tormenting Harry and most of the students, much to their and the teachers' irritation. However, Dumbledore remained mum on the situation.

As it was a Saturday, Angelina decided to scheduled Ron's first practice with the team that morning. Hermione, however, protested hinting that Harry and Ron are way behind their homeworks. Her warning, however, fell on deaf ears as most of the students agreed that Gryffindor should have a head start in their practice if they want the Quidditch cup again. To Hermione's demise, even Rose agreed with them. So with a huff, she went to the library while the second generation of Weasleys and the rest of the Quidditch supporters went to the Quidditch pitch.

"Go Weasleys!" Fred II yelled as the Gryffindor team entered the pitch with their gears.

"Go Gryffindors!" came another yell from a student.

"What's that Weasley's riding?" came Malfoy's sneering drawl as he and the rest of his cohorts settle down at the end of the bleacher to jeer and send distractions to the Gryffindor team. 

"How could anyone put a flying charm on that moldy old log" He continued, making the rest of the Slytherin jeered.

"Ignore them" Molly said to his cousins.

"Besides that's Scorpius's dad" Rose said.

"That doesn't make him half the git that he is" Louis said throwing the Slytherin a dark look.

"Go Gryffindor!" James yelled.

"Gryffindor for the cup!" another student yelled, followed by cheers as the team soared in the air taking their positions.

However this was followed by boos and other jeers from the Slytherins as Ron made his first miss.

"Are you sure you know how to guard Weasley?" Malfoy jeered. "Pathetic!"

"Yeah, do you even know how to fly?" Crabbe seconded and the rest of their house jeered.

"You're big to talk Crabbe when you can't even last two seconds in your broom without hurting yourself" James yelled making the Gryffindors cheer.

"And Malfoy before you call out comments make sure you beat Potter on snatching the snitch first" Dominique added. "You Slytherins are big to talk when you haven't beaten Gryffindor yet in the last three Quidditch season."

"Let's hear it for the Lions!" Fred II yelled and the Gryffindor cheered.

The team took again their positions.

"Hey Johnson! what's with the hairstyle?" shrieked Pansy Parkinson "Why would anyone want to look like they have giant worms coming out of their heads?" she continued making fun of Angelina's braid. Angelina ignored her and push her braids out of her face as she continued yelling instructions to her team.

"Hey Parkinson!" yelled Roxanne "What's that in your mouth? Who hit you and make it twice as normal?" Parkinson did not respond "Oops I'm sorry, was that your mouth's normal size?" Roxanne continued then let out a laugh.

"Why you-" Parkinson shrieked. 

"Why do you look like you always have dung bombs under your nose?" Roxanne continued for which Pansy did not replied. 

Fred II pat his twin on the back for coming up to their mum's rescue.

However, Slytherin rejoiced as Ron made miss after miss and was always chasing the Quaffle to the ground. It would have been very hard to say whether it was Ron's face or the Quaffle was a deeper shade of scarlet as Ron returned to playing height.

By the third attempt, Ron managed to save the Quaffle, but to his enthusiasm he throw the Quaffle very hard to Katie Bell and it hit her square on the face.