Today Marcus was going to teaching me about Quidditch. I have a feeling that he is a stereotypical Slytherin; evil. At least that's what some second year Ravenclaws said. I personally don't believe that. It's based off a person's traits not if they are good or bad.
"Alright Potter. I have to show you the ropes of quidditch. It's easy to understand each team has seven players, three chasers, two beaters, one keeper and one seeker. You are going to be a beater." Marcus made sure to stop when he was speaking to make sure I was paying attention. I nodded to show I was paying attention "you really only need to know what a beater does, you can learn the rest later. A beater uses these," he says as he holds up a bat "to keep this ball, called the bludger away from us other players." He through the bat at me and I caught it easy. "now hit the bludger." I assumed the bludger was a was the ball. Flint threw the wall in the air and it started flying at me, as it got close, I swung the bat, and the ball went flying. "I can tell why McGonagall thinks you'd be a good beater. Now in my opinion you don't need to know what they others do on the field, but Snape is making me tell you. The other two types of balls are the Quaffle which school the team 10 points per goal and the snitch, if a seeker catchers the snitch, that team gets 150 points and the game is over, the game doesn't end until the snitch is caught."
"Well, what's the longest game of quidditch ever been?" I need to know, I need sleep and if this plays into that, I'll go crazy.
"I think 'round three months, must've killed the people that were there for that long," Surprisingly he actually answered my question in a proper... WAIT! THREE MONTHS!!! Not happening, nope, no way. I need at least four hours sleep to work somewhat normal. "But here the longest game was three days. The seekers must have real good eyes while playing. And players need to see in a weather, we even have to play in the rain." This is crazy, but I nod along as he speaks. "Now, the keeper defends the hoops to keep the other team from scoring. Also, you – as a beater, need to try to hit the other team, most people aim for the seeker so protect them most of all. I think that's 'bout it, have any questions?" Flint asks me. It seems easy.
"Are there penalties if we knock a player off their broom?" I know it sounds stupid, a Slytherin asking if there are repercussions to their acts but my twin will be on one of the opposing teams.
"If it is on purpose, yes, accident; no. Anything else?" I shake my head saying no, then he says I'm free to go. Honestly, he isn't as bad as most people think, but maybe it's because of who I am. But at this point I don't care; I know it sounds wrong; but my name can get me places.
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MY BROTHER'S ENEMY / Draco Malfoy x Reader
Fanfiction(Y/N) Potter is Harry Potters twin who is sorted into Slytherin. At first (Y/N) doesn't like Draco Malfoy and he doesn't like them but after being in the same house the deal with each other they learn the other was not what originally thought to be...
