𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 // 𝕙. 𝕡𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣

chapter 6: facts and feathers

your pov

oliver wood takes harry and i out to the quidditch pitch to teach us the rules. since my father is a huge fan, i already know a bit.

"Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each time has seven players, 3 chasers, 2 beaters, 1 keeper and a seeker. There are three kinds of balls. This one's called the Quaffle. Now, the chasers," he points at me.

"handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops. The keeper, that's me, defends the hoops. With me so far?" oliver asks. harry and i nod.

"what are those?" harry asks, pointing to two squirming chained up balls.

"bludgers, right?" i say, remembering what my father told me. oliver smiles at me, looking surprised.

"very good!" he says. i blush a little bit. "you better take this." he hands me a small bat. he bends down and releases one of the bludgers and it flies up into the air.

"careful now, it's comin back!" oliver tells me. i swing at it with the bat and it flies through a statute.

"not bad, (l/n). you'd make a fair beater.. uh oh." oliver's interrupted by the ball zooming back down, and he quickly grabs it and locks it back in the box. wow, he's pretty strong..

"nasty little buggers," oliver says snapping me back to reality. "now, potter, this is the only thing you have to worry about." he pulls out the golden snitch and hands it to harry. he smiles.

"i like this ball." harry says.

"Ah, you like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see." oliver says.

"what do I do with it?" harry asks.

"You catch it... before the other team's seeker. You catch this, the game is over. You catch this, Potter, and we win." oliver answers.

~time skip~

as me and hermione walk to charms, i tell her about quidditch practice.

"you fancy wood, don't you?" she asks me.

i turn bright red. "no i don't!" i exclaim, surprised by her blunt question. "i just.. i just think he's kinda cute.." i add.

"(y/n), you'd do well to remember he's a 5th year," hermione reminds me. "he's wayy to old for you."

i blush even more. "well it's not like i'm gonna date him or anything! i'm just.. admiring from afar." i say. hermione shakes her head, but i can tell she's smiling. i'm relived when we arrive at the charms classroom. i take a seat next to harry and ron.

"hey (y/n)." harry and ron say to me. i smile at them. then flitwick takes his spot in the front of the room.

"One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation the ability to make objects fly. Uh, do you all have your feathers? Good. Now, uh, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing, hmm? The swish and flick. off you go then." flitwick says.

"Wingardrium Leviosar!" ron yells, waving his wand frantically. i snicker.

"what?" he asks me. hermione grabs his hand before i can say anything.

"Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-o-sa, not Leviosar." she says.

"You two do it then if you're so clever. Go on, go on." ron says. hermione and i raise our wands.

"windgardium leviosa!" we say. our feathers start to fly upward.

"Oh, well done! See here, everyone! Ms. Granger and ms. (l/n) have done it! Oh, splendid!" flitwick says. ron puts his head on his book dejectedly. i laugh.

"did you really think hermione and i wouldn't be able to do it?" i ask him, still half laughing. he turns to me.

"shut up." he says, trying to hide his smile. suddenly an explosion flashes. we turn to see what happened. We see that Seamus is charred along with his feather, now smoldering to ashes.

"I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor," harry says. ron and i laugh.

~time skip~

i'm walking through the courtyard with Neville, Harry, Ron and Seamus after charms class.

"It's Levioooosa, not Leviosaaaar," ron says, mocking hermione. "She's a nightmare, honestly," he turns to me. "why are you even her friend?"

before i can respond, Hermione rushes past us, hugging her books and sniffling in tears.

"i think she heard you." harry says. i turn to ron angrily.

"what is wrong with you, ronald? are you stupid or just a complete arse?" i yell at him before running after hermione.