Requested by @ImPersassy2005
This was it. The big game. This decided who won the quidditch cup, Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. I mean it probably going to be Gryffindor, as it's always Gryffindor... hmm. That's a flaw in the plot. Oh well thats Rowling's problem, I just redo her shit. (I'm kidding it's not shit, it's a r t )
But on a totally unrelated note, ever since Sirius's goddamn phone call, the whole "every time Harry passes a gossip girl in the corridor she'll giggle" thing has started to happen again. Fun, right?
No. It's not fun. Harry finds it irritating, annoying, etc. God, how he go on. He try's to ignore all the gossip and giggles, but in all honestly it can get on his nerves.
At this precise moment Harry was in the Quidditch changing room, as he was captain he was making sure the new second year chaser was feeling ok. She wasn't. She looked as if she was going to pass out.
"Hey," Harry said patting Millie's (She's back bitches) shoulder. "You'll be fine."
"How'd your first game go?" She asked.
"Oh. Well. I chocked on the snitch." He said calmly. "Just don't do that and you'll be fine."
She froze. "What?! That's supposed to be reassuring?!"
Harry smirked before addressing the rest of the team.
"Right." He said clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. "This game is very important. If we win this, we get the cup. Don't mess it up." He said pointing a finger at Ron.
Ronald put his hands up in defence. "No promises."
Millie giggled. People fun-arguing always cheered her up.
Harry smiled in her direction before picking up his broom. "Well then. Let's go!"
Millie anxiously followed close behind Harry and as they were waiting for the new commentator - Seamus Finnigan - to announce their arrival. She tapped his shoulder.
Harry turned around and gave Millie a half-hug. He reassured her it would be fine and everyone gets nervous at their first game. Millie reluctantly agreed with him and walked onto the pitch, slightly behind another chaser - Ginny Weasley (she's nice in this, I promise) .
After Harry shook hands with the Ravenclaw captain they were off! Ravenclaw got the quaffle first, but Gryffindor fastly intercepted and scored the first goal. 10-0 to Gryffindor!
"And look a' that!" Seamus said into the mic. "Gryffindor's new chaser Millie Darkbody has the ball and is zooming across the pitch! Oh look she's SCORED! TWENTY - NILE TO GRYFFINDOR!"
Within the next half hour the Gryffindors managed to score six more goals and stopped the Ravenclaws from scoring three - they still got one. The score was 80 - 10 and Harry had just got a glimpse of the snitch.
Harry chased after the golden ball with wings, pulling into dives and swerving round other players and bludgers. The Ravenclaw seeker was right behind him, but Chang had a slower broom so it was harder for her to catch up.
"And! What a dive! Potter- you know it's really weird saying 'Potter' I'm used to Harry- Potters in a dive! Oh and Changs close behind him! POTTERS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!! GRYFFINDOR WIN! THE QUIDDITCH CUP GOES TO GRYFFINDOR!! WOOO!!!"
From where Sirius was standing (yes standing he stood on his chair) he was clapping so hard and screaming so loud that Remus- who was beside him had to tell him he looked ridiculous. (or should I say Ridikilous?)
The end!
How was it? I'm not the best with describing sport scenes, so sorry if it's bad!
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