Never Is Our Always

Crack Of Dawn 5

(Minnie pov)

"Ronald Weasley, get up, dressed— here's a Muesli bar, let's go, meet me down the quidditch pitch in... fifteen minutes." I said loudly to him.

"Bloody hell," he groans, rolling over, I swatted him on the arm, "ow."

"Too bad sunshine, you'll be getting bludgers to the stomach, to the face, quaffle to the nose... come on, Weasley!" I clapped my hands as he gets up.

"You're cruel," he grimaced.

"I'm co-captain, getting you ready for the game happening in November!" Harry sat up and I glanced at him. "Sorry, Potter."

"It's okay." He fell back on to his bed and I left the dorm so Ron could get dressed.

—

I stood in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch and watched Fred's wristwatch I stole.

"He has five minutes," I started setting all my things up, even the speakers with pre-recorded laughter, crowd shouting and cheering, boos and everything else.

Especially Malfoy, Which I was surprised he agreed too... guess insulting Ron did the trick for him to agree.

-

"I'm here!" I heard Ron shout, then he yawns, rubbing his face tiredly.

"Awesome," I say as I grabbed my broom from the air, "go into the locker room, get changed and meet me out here to start." I say, checking the time before fixing my beanie.

"Yes ma'am!"

I just laugh quietly to myself as Ron disappears.

-

"Excellent, look at you," I smirk, crossing my arms, "now, we need to do this everyday— I know, but if Angelina loses her mind over you being ill practiced then..." I just sigh.

"She'll kick me out, I know," Ron huffed, "I'm determined."

"Good boy," I say, "that's what I'm after." I wave my wand and music started playing, "let's get started, shall we?"

—

"Let's go, Ron!" I said, pointing my wand to my neck to make my voice louder, "stay in the centre of the hoops and let's not drift, do not get distracted!"

"Got it!" He shouts back.

"Don't ever ask if someone is okay when you throw the quaffle back at your teammate! It'll give the opposing team more chances to get the quaffle through the hoops!"

"Okay!" I take my wand away and blew my whistle as the bewitched Quaffle and bludgers started moving on my command.

-

"Yes Ron!" I shout, he smacked the Quaffle away and it was passed to me as I flew around. I zip past and threw the Quaffle towards Ron and he whacked it towards me again.

"Yes!" I scream out happily, "one more round and then we can call it quits, the sun is already out!" I blew the whistle and tossed the Quaffle into the air.

—

"Oh god," I groaned as we stood on the field, panting, "here it comes..." I watched the last bludger rocket towards us as I open my arms, it socks me in the stomach. I groaned from the impact as I wrestled the squirming ball.

"You okay?" I nod as I fought the bludger and put it back where it belonged.

"Nasty little buggers," I growled as I locked it up, I huff, getting on to my feet. "Good job today, Ron," I pat his shoulder. I turned everything off with the wave of my wand and sigh heavily.