It was time for the quidditch match. I was wearing the Ravenclaw uniform walking side by side with everyone on the team. My heart was racing. We stepped out into the large quidditch pitch and my ears were deafened by the sound of everyone cheering. It was everything I had imagined. I looked around me to see everyone cheering for a team. Some were cheering for Slytherin and others for Ravenclaw. Almost instantly the game started.
I flew up looking around for the golden snitch. I saw a quaffle go into one of the Ravenclaw hoops.
"10 POINTS FOR SLYTHERIN!!" I heard Lee Jordan yell into a microphone.
10 minutes had passed, and we were tied with Slytherin. I kept searching for the ball, but it was nowhere to be seen.
All of a sudden I saw something yellow fly by my face. I quickly turned around trying not to lose it. Just as I saw it I noticed the Slytherin seeker fly by me. I raced beside him and kept trying to follow the ball.
I could hear people around me screaming and shouting. I tuned out all the noises and focused on the ball flying. If I tried I could hear the snitch buzzing very faintly. I started getting closer to the snitch and almost had it in my hand when the Slytherin seeker shoved me on his broom. I lost my balance and fell out of my concentration. Almost immediately I regained my senses and went straight after him. I looked left and saw a bludger flying our way. I flew downwards and heard the bludger hit the Slytherin seeker almost immediately. I didn't dare look behind me, instead I went towards the golden snitch.
It was so close. I reached out my arm and tried to go faster but I was already going my fastest. I closed my eyes and reached my entire body out. I felt my hand wrap around the golden snitch and everyone burst into cheers.
"THE RAVENCLAW SEEKER HAS CAUGHT THE GOLDEN SNITCH! RAVENCLAW WINS!" Jordan Lee shouted.
I flew downwards out of breath. Almost immediately I was surrounded by my team cheering and laughing. I held up my hand showing the golden snitch to everyone as the cheers got louder. We had won.
"That'll show Malfoy" I said in my head.
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I decided to skip the quidditch after party. I knew it would just consist of everyone hanging out and me sitting in the corner alone.
I was walking the corridors deep in my own thoughts when heard someone call my name.
"Aph!! Congratulations on winning!" Hermione approached me with a smile across her face.
"Thank you Hermione. I was so nervous. It was really thrilling though."
"Harry, Ron, and I are going to go study in the library soon. Your welcome to join." She said to me as she left my side.
I continued walking until I reached the dungeons. I quickly turned around not wanting to face Snape or Malfoy.
"Sparks!" Someone yelled behind me.
"Just my luck." I thought.
I turned around to see Malfoy, "If it isn't Malfoy."
"What do you think your doing here." He spat out.
"I'm not sure if you noticed, but this is my school as much as it is yours."
He paused. "Whatever." He mumbled.
"What? No snarky comeback today?" I mocked him.
"Shouldn't you be with your mudblood friend?"
"Excuse me? You're the one who called my name. I wasn't exactly excited to see you."
"Glad the feelings mutual." He narrowed his eyebrows.
I walked away towards the library eager to get away from him.
I walked inside and saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione sitting at a table near the back.
"There you are. I wasn't sure if you wanted to study with us." Hermione looked up from her book.
"I have to. Snape definitely isn't going easy on the potions homework." I sat down and grabbed my books.
We studied for what seemed like hours. Soon enough we had finished all of our homework.
The next few weeks consisted of trying to constantly keep up with the homework and quidditch practices. There was the occasional bickering between me and Malfoy, but we hadn't seen each other much outside of classes. It was all going well.
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The sorting hat
FanficWe have all heard of the four houses. Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. Every year new students come and get sorted into one house by the sorting hat. This is widely known. But what happens when someone can't get sorted?