9th August 1992
OKAY!!! So finally, the Silver Titan Cup Final is here! I'm not that thrilled to play than to win, but I think that I'll win this year. I don't underestimate my rivals, though. It's just that I have seen them play and their techniques and common played strategies. And let me tell you, they're 100% legitimate, in terms of practice and success rates while using them.
I'm waiting for Soumya AGAIN! How he's so late when he lives just at a walking distance from the Burrow is out of my brain's perspective. Anyways, he's coming, and I'm off.
6:30 P.M.
I'm Captain AGAIN!!! They think that I'm better at it than Soumya because everyone seems to understand Soumya if and only if I explain it to them. So it's logical to make me Captain, according to the Coach, as the team requires a good player and an easily comprehensible Captain, whose pep talks are also understandable.
But now as it seems, I'm more likely to be Captain of the team for the next season. Soumya also said that if I don't, he'll personally have his Dad talk with the Coach. But I just slapped him, left and right for that and warned him from doing such a thing, because that would leave a wrong impression on the Coach.
But right now, it's starting.
At Half Time
I'm scared, to be honest. We have a good score of 2 - 2. I have scored a Left-Footed Overhead Kick and a Header. If I score another with the Right Foot, it'll be a PERFECT HATTRICK!!! No one has ever secured one in 13 years, according to our Coach.
I'm scared because if I don't score and we don't win, it'll be my end. I'm gonna give my best and get failure in return?! NOT! A! BLOODY!!! CHANCE!!! I'll make sure that I win. Another goal and I'll surely win the Golden Ball Equivalent Award and the Golden Boot Equivalent Awards that they have for the Best Player and the Highest Scorer of the Tournament.
I think I'll do it better than anyone else.
Hermione POV
I think that the idea of sneaking up on Andrew with Ginny and Harry is a hella better idea than just sticking to the formal Parent-guided Game Night at the Potters were recommending for today. They go too overboard in terms of rules to follow and make it less funny. Yeah! I'm cursing and talking about having fun because come on! Even I need some resting for my head!
After reaching the field
I'm sad. We missed the whole of the First Half! I see that the score's 2 - 2. And all the Devon Lions goals have been scored by Andrew! Hmm! He's coming to the field and... yeah! He sees us. For some reason, this boy has an Eagle-eye Vision, Cat-like Hearing and Cheetah Speed. (He can run damn fast) So making him identify our presence was just a matter of time.
Anyways, he scores!!! He's got a Hattrick again, and everyone's calling it a perfect one, so I'll assume it is one. That's unique! A Perfect Hattrick! That's quite the feat!
Post-match
AND Andrew's team WON!!! That's great! I think that it's what he deserved! Ginny and Harry go towards Andrew and his Keepers, as he calls them, with me. He gives us a quick but surprisingly detailed introduction. Andrew takes us to their ClubHouse before we can suggest any other place.
I think we'll be here for the night.
19th August 1999
12 o'clock
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