"What are you on about, Potter?" Bletchley said.
"I'm on about you three girls leaving these three ladies alone. So how about it? Hop on back to your rooms now, that's it. Shoo."
Of course, the three Slytherins didn't move at all. Other than to pull their wands out so the Gryffindors and apprentice could see them.
"Flint, Flint, Flint. You've got to understand something. You consider me a first year. That's fine. But I'm an apprentice. Not an apprentice to just first years, but to everyone. That means I theoretically have more than enough knowledge to stun all three of you enough so that it's possible you'd miss the game tomorrow. And I'd had to show you up now in favor of being able to really show you up there. Now, what's it going to be? Do I stun you here and now, or let you walk away so we can all enjoy the game tomorrow?"
After a tense minute Flint motioned the others to put their wands away and with a glare reminiscent of their head of house, he and the other two boys strode off in a different direction.
"Thanks, Harry," Katie had said for the girls.
"No problem-o. What're teammates for? We watch each other's backs."
And now a day later Harry had found them as they were ready to head out the castle and walked with them to the changing rooms.
"Nervous, Harry?" Angelina asked.
"A little. More excited than anything. I'm looking to fly."
"You'll certainly get your chance," Alicia put in. "And, thanks again for yesterday."
An hour later the teams were on the field looking at their opponents. Some parents were in the stands with the houses their kids were in. He managed to catch a glimpse of his entire family, plus Sirius and his family, and Remus in the teacher stands. Actually playing in front of them made him more nervous than playing at all.
He kept his emotions out of it and applied some additional power to maintaining his mental shields. He needed to remain calm.
Moments later after the obligatory play nice and have a fair game (which no one in their right mind thought was going to happen at all), all the players and Madame Hooch were in the air. Harry was on his Nimbus; he had wanted to use his Firebolt, but not only was that broom not known here, it was also a reality away.
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"And the Quaffle is taken by Angelina Johnson; what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive too."
"Jordan!"
There were some giggles in the crowd.
"Sorry, Professor!" Lee said apologetically, but didn't sound like he meant it.
"Chaser Alicia Spinnet intercepts Marcus Flint's shot, rather spectacular actually. Wow, Slytherin hasn't improved much have they?"
"Jordan!" McGonagall screeched.
"Anyway, look at Gryffindor go, Wow, Harry Potter you sure know how to play Quidditch, he's intercepting every Slytherin play they are dishing out! Ouch, one of the Slytherin Chasers has just been hit on the head by a Bludger by a Weasley. Don't know which one. Yes, the Weasley's are known to be legendary in Quidditch. What foul? Penalty shot to Slytherin?! Why? Whatever. Anyway, they shoot… and yes! Wood blocks it! Quaffle is immediately taken by Alicia. She's being pursued. Come on Weasleys, hit him on the head… ouch, I said head, not right between the legs! But that'll do. Nice shot there Weasleys," Jordan commented.
"Jordan!" McGonagall shouted.
"Sorry Professor, oh look Alicia Spinnet scores another goal! Another 10 points to Gryffindor! Look at the newest player in Gryffindor go, everyone. That boy certainly knows how to ride a broom. He almost looks like a professional up there. I bet the Slytherins are thinking they wished they were more like him. He's smart, has confidence, is certainly powerful enough, and can certainly ride that broom. Unlike most of the Slytherin team…"
"Lee Jordan!"
"Sorry Professor, you know how it is, oh wait, what is Harry doing? He's abandoning his strategy; he's after the snitch! Go Harry!"
The moment the game started, Harry had zoomed up and knew he could have a greater impact disrupting the game than in simply looking for the snitch for the next half hour. He flew around intercepting every play he could. It was annoying the heck out of the Slytherins. Several times he'd gotten the finger but he just brushed it off; he saw how the Weasley's who were inspired by Jordan's commenting and continue to swing their bats like mad men.
After nearly a half hour of playing, Higgs began taunting Harry. Seeing as how the seeker could handle the position, Harry decided to kick the game up a notch. He saw out of the corner of his eye that Higgs was eyeing him closely and staying just behind his bristles. With a look of sudden concentration, Harry immediately dove and pushed his broom to the limit. He was taking turns and spins like crazy, as if chasing the snitch.
"Harry Potter is after the snitch!" Immediately everyone stopped what they were doing and watched as the Slytherin Seeker followed. Everybody watched Harry as he performed a couple amazing dives, acrobats, and turns while chasing the Snitch. Wood was impressed by his flying. It showed him having spent quite some time in the air. Harry slowed down purposely so Higgs could follow. When he was close enough Harry led him to the stands and pulled out at the last second. The Slytherin seeker Terrace Higgs slammed straight into the stands.
Silence…
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