Lucille Rose Potter

Chapter 37

"Wait...so what do you think happened?" Sawyer asked for the millionth time.

Lucy groaned, not wanting to repeat the story for the millionth time.

"We think Dumbledore obliterated you," Lucy said patiently, "when you went missing, you said you had something important to tell me and then Albus kicked me out. When I went back in you were acting strange and didn't remember anything."

Sawyer stopped in his tracks, a conflicted look on his face, "but Lucy, it's Albus Dumbledore, Abe's brother, he wouldn't do something like this...would he?"

"I don't know," Lucy replied honestly, "it's kind of looking like it right now though, you know Abe never really trusted Albus completely."

"You can say that again," Sawyer mumbled, "we'll have to go talk to Aberforth."

"How?" Lucy laughed darkly, "Umbridge won't let us go to Hogsmeade."

"Then she won't know," Sawyer smirked, "we'll sneak out tonight."

"I like how you're thinking, Thorton," Lucy's eyes brightened, "Harry should come too, I'll ask him after the game, we can use his invisibility cloak."

"Harry has an invisibility cloak?" Sawyer's eyebrows rose.

"Yeah, I've got to go, I'll meet up with you later," Lucy said as they arrived at the Quidditch Pitch.

"Good luck," Sawyer said, "you'll do great."

"Thanks," Lucy smiled, waving as she ran to the locker room.

"Lucy!" Angelina yelled frantically, "where we're you!"

"Angelina, I'm a minute late," Lucy said incredulously.

"The day Lucy is on time is a day that will never come," Sloper snorted.

"Whatever," Angelina huffed, "just get dressed."

Lucy walked over to her locker and grabbed her quidditch robes.

"Now listen up!" Angelina stood up on a bench, "this is the last match of the season, "Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw."

The locker room broke out in cheers.

"We're going to kick some Ravenclaw arse!" Ginny yelled.

"Yeah!" The team echoed.

"Ok, ok," Katie shook her head, "get dressed."

"Looking good Evans!" Sloper whistled as Lucy pulled off her shirt.

"Fuck off," Lucy flipped the boy off over her shoulder, pulling her uniform on over her sports bra.

"Eyes to yourself," Ron glared at the boy.

"You're disgusting," Alicia shot the other beater a disgusted look.

"Go change outside," Angelina pointed to the door.

Jack's eyes widened, "but the whole school is out there!"

"Good," Ginny said, chucking her hairspray bottle at the boys head.

"Thorton's going to kill you!" Katie yelled after him, "Harry will probably get a hit or two in while he's at it."

Sloper stopped in his tracks, turning to face the ginger, "I'm so sorry Lucy! I didn't mean it! Please don't tell them!"

"Go!" The whole team yelled at once.

>•<

"WEASLEY IS OUR KING, WEASLEY IS OUR KING, HE DIDN'T LET THE QUAFFLE IN, WEASLEY IS OUR KING...
WEASLEY CAN SAVE ANYTHING, HE NEVER LEAVES A SINGLE RING, THATS WHY THE GRYFFINDORS ALL SING; WEASLEY IS OUR KING!"