𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 (Harry Potter fanfic

YEAR THREE~ the captain..

Y/N'S POV:

Oh yeah, terribly funny..
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As I walked around trying to find Malfoy, I somehow stumbled across an 'argument' between a Gryffindor and a professor.

"But Professor, we're one down a Chaser!" I heard the thick Scottish accent.

"That is not my problem Mr. Wood. You must take matters into your own hands, after all, you are the Quidditch Captain."

"But Professor-"

"No 'buts' Wood. Find yourself a Chaser, or you bashed from the Game."

The Professor walked away and passed me while giving a smile.

I heard the Gryffindor groan and his eyes landed on me..smirking..

"You!" He shrieked and I looked at him with wide eyes

"Me?"

"You! You look like you would be a great Chaser!"

The boy walked over to me, but I somehow recognize him..

"Uh- hello?"

"What? Oh sorry got lost in my thoughts.." I laughed nervously and asked,

"Do I know you from somewhere? It seems silly to ask since we are in the same school but I feel like I know you."

"Um..your name?" The thick Scottish accent-

THE SCOTTISH ACCENT!!

"Y/N, Y/N L/N!" I spoke.

"Oliver Wood!" So that was his name.

"Remember last year when that second year bumped into you and you had to take her to the Great Hall?" I smirked

His eyes widened and looked me up and down

"No way! You've changed-"

"A lot, so I've heard, but I'm a Muggle-born and I don't even know what Quidditch is.. let alone being a chaser?"

"I can help you out, along with a great team-mate of mine! Meet me on Saturday, at 3:00 PM sharp!"

"Wait, I'm a Slytherin, how would that work if your teaching me how to play quidditch, I still wouldn't be able to get into your team."

"I'll find a way, I always do, now meet me at the quidditch field, 3:00 PM sharp!" He smirked

I smiled..

"I will Mr. Wood, I gotta get to class, see ya around!" I walked away and turned during the 'see ya around!' And turned back to run to Hagrid's hut.

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Once I found Malfoy, the bitch lectured me about not finding him sooner, I'm sorry I was talking to a fine ass guy,

"You could've texted me to come find you so we could walk together!" Malfoy said as he pulled out his phone and practically shoved it in my face

"I'm sorry but this seems like fan behavior, your fine on your own you prick" I hit him with my book

"FAN BEHAVIOR!? No, no, no, no, no Darling. This is me caring about your safety and being a little controlling."

"That's the same thing dumbass-"

"-That's it. Come on, now. Come closer."

"WHAT IS UP WITH THESE DAMN TEACHERS INTERRUPTING ME!?"