Blossick Oneshots - Blossom x Brick - PPG x RRB

redheads and hairbows | HP au

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please, read the authors notes at the end when you get there!!!
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this is Harry Potter based, so I hope you all enjoy!  the houses are a little wonky and weird but here you go:

brick- slytherin.
blossom- gryffindor.

boomer- ravenclaw.
bubbles- hufflepuff.

butch- gryffindor.
buttercup- slytherin.

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Brick quickly scanned the quidditch pitch for the golden snitch. slytherin was ahead by only a few points, but it was enough to were they could win the game if they caught the snitch. it was an important match this one! One that ultimately decided whether or not Slytherin or gryffindor would play against ravenclaw for the final match.

on the other side of the field he saw his brother butch also scanning the field, they briefly made eye contact and sent each other an attempts at friendly glares.

all brotherly conduct went out the window when it came to quidditch, the three brothers all loved the sport, and though they were in different houses, loved to play it together, but when it came to actual games, oh it was on.

brick's short red ponytail whipped about in the air as he floated around the pitch in search for that pesky golden snitch.

where is it! he groaned to himself, mentally. this was taking forever, any longer and gryffindor could go up more points!

he flew about some more, and unintentionally found himself near the gryffindor stands were he made eye contact with his least favorite fellow redhead.

the glare he sent her way was both dramatic and distasteful

he always disliked blossom utonium. she was the kind of girl to make herself seem more important than she actually was. maybe it was the pure blood in her, who knows.

her sisters were fine, and the two of them were also pure blooded, as well she seemed to have no problem with his brothers, even when all three of them were half-bloods, so he couldn't say she was prejudiced.

she just always seemed to hate him for no reason at all. not one he could pinpoint anyways.

from the start of their first year they always found a way to argue. wether it was in their potions class over the right ingredient, or in charms on how the correct pronunciation of the spell went, they always argued. and unfortunately brick found himself to be wrong a good bit of the time.

heck, even on the boat ride over to hogwarts in their first year he accidentally managed to extend himself a little too far along the outside of the boat, and on the way down into the water, while looking for something to latch onto,  brought blossom down with him.

maybe that's why she hated him? no way. although he could still see the glare she gave that night after the sorting ceremony were they were both drenched at, he still didn't think it was that good enough reason to validate a mortal enemy, right? especially years later, since they were both now in their fifth year.

brick snapped himself out of it, seeing her glare and sharply being reminded of that night with the boat incident, also being reminded that a match was currently going on.