This is Magic: Ereri Harry Potter AU! Fanfiction

Chapter 7: Quidditch

Every day, despite Eren’s unwillingness, the two boys woke at 6:00 a.m., showered, ate breakfast, and reported to class. Their routine had become consistent over the past month, to the point that Eren’s alarm clock was the sound of Levi arriving from the showers. Their mornings were so fluid; when Eren got dressed, Levi was making his bed. When the raven filled the pet bowls, Eren was brushing his teeth. The duo had become so in sync, they could tell what the other was doing based on the sun’s position in the sky. Therefore, it was no surprise that the boys were thrown off when they received a very special announcement one morning in their Potions class.

The morning started off like any other; Levi awoke, took a shower, and got dressed while Eren bathed. They went about their normal routing of getting ready and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Eren ate pancakes and peanut butter, like always, and Levi had his regular sliced ham, scrambled eggs, and toast. As the first years strolled towards their Potions classroom, they discussed trivial things. Eren pointed out a bird flying over the lake, Levi reminded him rather harshly that they see birds every day. Everything was normal. Unfortunately, that changed as soon as the boys entered the stone-walled classroom.

Excitement could almost be seen crackling through the air. The Gryffindor students had gleams of what looked like hunger in their eyes. Two kids were getting into a heated argument near the blackboard at the front of the room. Eren uncertainly shuffled a bit closer to Levi, ducking behind the raven’s lean frame a bit.

“Um, what’s going on?” the teal-eyed boy questioned, confusion lacing his tone of voice. The excitement coursing through the room energized the brunet, but he was not yet sure whether that was a good or a bad thing. Levi let out a small “tch” and started walking towards the blackboard, where many of the Potions students were gathered. Eren trailed behind him like an obedient puppy.

Once the raven rudely shoved enough people out of the way, the boys spotted a yellow paper that was taped to the flat surface of the board. As they neared it, they could just make out the title. In obnoxious, bold letters, it read: ‘HELP NEEDED!! Gryffindor Seeking Two First Years for the Quidditch Team!! Apply for Try-Outs TODAY!!!’ Trailing underneath the title was messily scrawled writing. Levi’s eyes widened in realization as he read the unattractive flyer.

At that moment, Professor Hanji decided to launch herself out of her office and fly down the staircase leading to the main floor of the classroom.

“I see that my precious first years have spotted the flyer I made!!” she squealed, rushing over to the short students. “Ah,” Levi thought. “Now it makes sense.” The professor urged her students to sit down, and Eren and Levi hastily took their seats at their usual worn lab table towards the front of the class.

“Now, something very important has just come up yesterday,” the woman started, adjusting her glasses that were flashing wickedly. Eren gulped. “It has come to my attention, not only as the referee for Quidditch games, but also as the head of Gryffindor, that our house does not have the necessary amount of players to compete in the school’s annual Quidditch Cup!” Loud whispers and murmurs broke through the classroom. Levi and Eren glanced at each other, no words spoken to understand what the other was thinking. “Why is she telling us?”

“Alright, alright, let’s settle down,” Hanji said ironically, seeing as the professor was practically vibrating with anticipation herself. “The reason behind our lack of players is quite tragic. Our Seeker from last year, Harilyn Bates, was a seventh year and has graduated. The other position open is a third Chaser. We originally had enough, but one of our players decided to transfer to Durmstrang.” The professor had taken to walking around the classroom, using dramatic hand waves and movements to emphasize her point even further.