Switching Sides | Cedric Diggory vs. Fred Weasley

Chapter 12: Snargaluff Pods

A/N: Minor spice warning!

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"At least you'll get to play," Matt said as he took a sip of his pumpkin juice. 

Millie was seated at the Hufflepuff table next to Cedric and across from Matt. It was rather early in the morning, and most of the tables were near empty, scattered with clusters of fifth and seventh years studying for their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s.

"But I haven't played all year," Millie sighed. "I'm gonna be rubbish,"

"First of all, you won't be rubbish," Cedric stated. "I don't think you've ever played a bad match. And second, you have time. You can practice the whole week,"

"Ced and I can help," Matt chimed in. "When you're not practicing with the Gryffindors, of course, we can head down to the pitch. You can try and score on me,"

"Aren't you a beater?" she asked.

"I played keeper before the beater spot was open," he smiled. 

"He's a bloody good keeper too," Jeffrey, Cedric and Matt's third roommate said as he sat down next to Matt. "Don't know why you left the spot, mate,"

"Come on," Matt rolled his eyes. "I've got nothing on Abbott. Now he's a keeper,"

"Sound's like Dacey's got a crush," Cedric stated with a chuckle, mindlessly looking down at his plate as he ate. 

Millie watched Matt's cheeks flush red for a moment as he turned slightly away from Jeffrey's gaze.

"Shove off, Diggory," he scoffed. He ran his fingers threw his hair and looked back down at his food.

"But seriously," Cedric started lowly, looking towards Millie. "You'll be great. I know you will,"

"I'm just nervous," she said, her chin in the palm of her hand. 

"It's mostly on the seeker" he stated. "And if you lose, everyone will blame Angelina for not keeping you on the team. Lost loads of points there,"

"Wait, what's going on?" Jeffrey butt it.

"Barrett's playing on Friday," Matt stated, excitement evident in his voice.

"Against Ravenclaw? And you haven't played all season?" Jeffrey asked, his wide eyes staring into Millie's as she nodded. "Wicked!"

"Slocum?" Cedric snapped at his friend. "What's your problem?"

Matt and Cedric looked towards Jeffrey with disgust as he began explaining himself.

"Well, Annabelle's on the Ravenclaw team," he smirked. "And after wins, especially big ones, she get's real feisty and it always ends in-"

"Too much information," Matt cut him off.

"I'm just saying," he leaned forward towards Millie. "If you're really gonna be as bad as you say, that would really work out for me,"

Millie dropped her head in her hands as Cedric muttered threats at Jeffrey. He's right, she thought, you haven't played in months. There's no way this can go well.

"Millie!" a voice came towards the girl. She looked over her shoulder and saw Harry running towards her.

"Hey, Harry," she started. "What's up?"

"I heard you're playing this Friday!" he exclaimed, sitting down next to her.

"Yup," she smiled nervously. 

"We're practicing every day this week from 4:00-6:00 before dinner," he stated. 

"Okay, I'll be there,"