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When I got to quidditch tryouts, it looked like everyone had already been practicing. I knew how to ride a broom and I played soccer in the US and a bit of quidditch in Ireland, so I didn't have a lot of doubt in myself, but not a lot of confidence either. The Slytherin team was practicing on the pitch and it looked like the Gryffindor team was watching from the stands. Quite a good idea actually, scoping out the future competition.I made my way over to Marcus Flint, who Adrian had told me was the captain. I introduced myself.
"Hi, I'm Y/n L/n." I told him, "I'd like to try out if that's possible."
"It's not." He said.
"What-" I began to protest.
"Aw come on man why not?" Adrian asked.
"Shut it Pucey, you know we don't take girls." Flint responded.Hm. I didn't like that. I don't get mad often, but that comment didn't sit right with me. I guess I didn't know if I was good enough or not, but it bothered me that I didn't even get a chance to try.
"Right." I said, and turned to walk away. I made my way past where the Gryffindor team was sitting when a brown-haired boy with a thick accent stopped me.
"Flint bothering you?" He asked me.
"Yeah, and?" I asked him. I wasn't in the mood to banter right now.
"You're just gonna let him turn you away?" He asked me.
I didn't want to walk away, but he's the captain. If he says I can't try out then what could I really do? I stood there contemplating what to do for a moment and caught the eye of a certain Weasley twin again.
"Huh. You play quidditch too?" I asked him.
"Of course," He told me, "Gryffindor's best beaters, Fred and I." He smiled.Just then someone grabbed my arm and spun me around.
"Adrian-" I said.
"You're trying out." He told me, "Flint's the captain, but he's not the team. We all have a say in this and I say you deserve a chance."
I smiled and slung my arm over his shoulder as we walked back to the pitch.Tryouts went amazing. Spectacular, actually. I scored more goals than could be counted on anyone's fingers and left with a smile on my face and a feeling of accomplishment. Adrian seemed proud of me too. After every goal he high-fived me, and after tryouts were done he pulled me into a giant hug. Flint told us he would complete the roster sometime in the next week and let us know. I couldn't wait.
I looked over to the stands to see the Gryffindor team leaving. I ran over and stopped right in front of the boy I talked to before.
"So, do you have a name?" I asked him.
"Wood." He told me, "Oliver Wood, Gryffindor team captain." He offered me his hand to shake and I took it. "Never seen a girl out there practicing with Flint, let alone outshining him." He told me.
"Well, there's a first time for everything." I told him.
"Yeah, I guess so." He smiled and walked past me on his way back to the school.I started to make my way back too, falling into sync with the twins.
"How's Hogwarts treating you?" They said at the same time.
"Ha. Do you always do that?" I asked them.
"Do what" They said at the same time again.
"That." I laughed.
"Well yeah," Fred said.
"Identical twins." George added.
"Well I've only been here for about a day," I said. "I don't know what to think yet."
"Well you were great out there!" George told me.
"It's true, you're a natural!" Fred added.
"I am at most things, boys." I told them as I came to the entrance of the Slytherin common room and parted ways with them for now.
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my boy (george weasley x reader)
Fanfictionthe story starts off in the gof timeline, so it is the twins' and your sixth year. Y/n just transferred to hogwarts and is in the same year as the twins. Y/n is a slytherin girl (she/her pronouns used) in this story but you can choose to read with w...