⚯͛ Snitch - James Potter ⚯͛

2.

All the 11 Quidditch teams filed into Professor Dumbledore's office. Quinn was rather short compared to everyone else, and she held onto Eli's arm so as to not get lost in the crowd as they led their team to the end of the semicircle all the teams had formed around the headmaster.

The headmaster started to talk, so Quinn furrowed her eyebrows in frustration and turned to Eli. He signed an apology and began to tell her:  I'll summarise everything after, he seems like someone who will talk a lot so just hold on.

Her lips creased in a muffled smile at his subtle disrespect. He nudged her playfully before diverting his attention back to the Hogwarts headmaster.

Great, now she would be bored for the next however many minutes this old man would stay talking. Her eyes began  to wander round the room. There were multiple moving pictures of old men and women who she did not recognise, there were thousands of leather-bound books on the shelf, and many random artefacts dotted around the room raising many questions in her mind. This was obviously not a normal man. 

She looked round at all the school quidditch teams, more specifically trying to figure out who the seekers would be. Seekers are normally the smallest or fittest player. They needed these qualities because the role of the seeker required the player to fly extremely fast and accurately. When you're the seeker there is no room for error.

And some people might assume that being deaf would disorientate a player, but Quinn thought her deafness was the very reason why she was a good seeker. She found that other seekers would often get distracted in a game, she assumed this was because they could hear the cheering or jeering of the crowd so this took away from their focus. She never had that problem, she had a dangerous concentration and great skill developed from that.

When Quinn was older she wanted to be a professional quidditch player. She had known this ever since she watched her first quidditch game at 6 with her older brother. She remembered it so vividly - she watched the female seeker dart around the pitch and easily catch the snitch and couldn't take her eyes off her. That was her hero: Adelaide Cleary.

Adelaide Cleary was an infamous quidditch player. She played for the 'Altum Warriors' which was a great American Quidditch team. She had also played in three quidditch world cups, before retiring to become the coach of the USA quidditch team instead. To this day she was Quinn's idol.

Quinn blinked out of her daydream as she kept looking round the room at all the people. Could she really beat them? They all looked very good.

Those eyes. She caught the gaze of those green eyes again. That cute Hogwarts boy from before. He's a quidditch player? Seriously? That's both the best thing and the worst thing. She was doomed.

And then, he did something Quinn would never forget.

He winked at her.

She felt her heart jump, her cheeks heat up and her head become dizzy. Her eyes widened and she quickly averted her eyes from him in embarrassment. Oh sweet merlin have mercy.

She stared furiously at the floor as her cheeks continued to burn, her heart pounding heavily in her chest.

A few minutes after that she still hadn't managed to get her heart rate down to its normal speed, but it was okay because the headmaster dismissed them and they all left.

Wow.

Quinn's team waited for all the other schools to leave before they followed behind.

They exited the headmaster's office and were now to go to the wing built for their school where the rest of the Ilvermorny students had already began to settle into, then tomorrow would be the first day of classes and training.

Quinn tried to steady her breathing again as she walked beside her friends, trying to keep them from noticing that she was basically hyperventilating. How could one boy have this much of an impact on her??

Just breathe, Quinn.

They approached an old-looking wooden door where they had been told the entrance to the Ilvermorny common room was. Eli looked back at the team unsurely, before pushing open the door and stepping inside.

It was immense. It was like their whole school had been compacted into an only slightly smaller space. Incredible.

There was a fire place at the front of the large common room in between two big windows overlooking the quidditch pitch not that far away. Leather sofas and armchairs were dotted round the fire place and little benches and tables could be found in the corners of the room. A huge shelf lined the entire left wall of the room, and it was filled to the brim with American wizardry textbooks. Amazing.

Quinn noticed that there was a beautiful tapestry hanging near the entrance. Intricately stitched into it was the Ilvermorny school logo.

Faith signed to Quinn Mr Bowie just told us that only members of the Ilvermorny quidditch team can walk through that tapestry. Apparently behind it is our own common room and dorm rooms.

Seriously? Quinn signed back in disbelief.

Yes. Crazy, right? You coming? Faith asked.

Of course. Quinn told her.

And that was that. Merlin was she grateful for making the quidditch team that year.