Being the daughter of two marauders has its up and downs, it is eventful to no end. But Join Beatrice Lupin black on her eventful ride
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Bea and Harry walked with wood down to the quidditch pitch. Harry and oliver carrying the quidditch equipment, they put it down. "Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each team has seven players, three chasers, two beaters, one keeper and a seeker. That's you harry and bea you are the last chaser. There are three kinds of balls" he picks up the red one.
"This one's called the quaffle, now the chasers handle the quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops." he looks at bea before looking at the hoop in the distance. He tosses the quaffle to bea "with me so far" harry and bea share a look and bea throws the quaffle back to wood "i think so, what are those" harry points to two chained down balls that are squirming. "You two better take these" wood hands them fred and george's bats.
He bends down releasing the bludger, with an angry growl it flies off into the air. The three students watch it. "Careful now it's comin back" the bludger whizzes back down, harry hits it with the bat it doesn't go far and whizzes towards bea. Beatrice hits it with her bat and the bludger soars through a statue without damaging it. "Eh, not bad balck, you'd make a fine beater, uh oh" the ball zooms down and oliver grabs it wiggling to get it back in the box. He straps it in and stands up out of breath.
"What is that" Harry questions, oliver still out of breath can't answer "A bludger" oliver points at her nodding panting for breath before recovering. "Nasty little buggers. But you are the seeker harry, and the only thing i want you to worry about is this.. The golden snitch" he hands harry a small golden ball. "I like this ball" harry smiles "ah you like it now. Just wait it's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see" bea nods with pursed lips.
"What do i do with it" bea walks up next to him "you catch it before the other team's seeker. You catch this the game is over. You catch this potter and we win" the ball flutters out two delicate wings and jumps into the air. Harry keeps an eye on it "Whoa"
Now sat with a random student in charms bea looks at hermione who sat two seats down from her and smiles. She turns her attention to professor flitwick who is standing on a stack of textbooks due to his short stature. "One of a wizards most rudimentary skills is levitation the ability to make objects fly. Uh do you all have your feathers" Bea sees hermione raise hers. "Good, now uh don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing hmm? The swish and flick everyone" Everyone including flitwick states the wand movement
"Good and enunicate. Wingardium leviosa. Off you go then" Bea turns to her feather and swishes her wand "Wingraudium leviosa" she flicks her wand at the feather and it slowly rises off the desk. "Oh well done! See here everyone Mrs. granger and black have done it! Oh splendid" flitwick squeaks. Hermione and bea share a smile "Well done dears" A explosion flashes in the corner of Bea's eye and she looks over to Harry and sees his partner seamus covered in ash. Bea gasps before a smile spreads on her face and she quietly giggles. I think we're gonna need another feather over here professor" Harry states only fueling more laughter.
The class had ended and bea was walking with hermione behind the boys "How-" bea started to ask but saw hermione's castfallen expression and teary eyes "Mione what is it" hermione nodded her head in ron's direction. "Don't listen to ron mione he's a bloody idiot" hermione ignored her friends words and took off towards the castle tears falling down her face.
