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A Thin Line Between Love and Quidditch by Ryann
Chapter 8 : The Female Charm
 
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“OOO that Ethan Knox makes me so mad!” Season was in the middle of one of her tantrums while she and her sister changed in the showers. She fumbled with the zipper to her pullover, frustrated with rage. “Can you believe the bullocks he pulled today?”

Azura grinned as she pulled her trousers up. “What about the bullocks you pulled in return?”

“He deserved it!”

“You know, Season, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you fancy the bloke.”

“Hell-o…Azura, are you or are you not my sister?”

“Last time I checked…”

“Don’t get facetious, sister. We have flippin’ telepathy and you’re telling me I fancy him?”

Azura just smiled. “Fine. You don’t. He fancies you.”

“What on Earth makes you think something as absurd as that?”

“Remember in grade school, when little boys used to pull our hair and kick mud on us?”

“Yeah…so you’re saying this is his infantile way of showing affection?”

“Yup.”

“Zu, he’s twenty-two years old.”

“Girls mature faster than boys.”

“Well, I don’t care what you think. He’s still an arse and deserves everything he gets.”

The grin never left Azura’s face. Mmmhmm.

“Hey, I heard that. And anyway, what’s the deal with Oliver?”

Azura lost her amusement. She cleared her throat and began to idly play with her fingernails to give her hands something to do. “What about him?”

He fancies you. And he still won’t talk to you! Maybe you should try to talk to him.”

“I’ve tried. He just gets all stumbly and makes some lame excuse to go do something.”

Season gave a sympathetic sigh. “Poor bloke. He needs some reassurance.”

“He doesn’t know that I know, remember? We can’t make it too obvious.”

“I agree with you, but I still think you should try to talk to him.”

“I’ll try again tomorrow, I suppose.”

“Good.”

“And as for Ethan-"

“Ethan Knox can be tied to a stake and roast in Hell. Next time he messes with me I’m kicking his arse!”

“That’s not quite what I had in mind, but…it is kind of entertaining, so all right.”

 

 

***



Harry didn’t sleep again that night. So he awoke early the next morning to take a jog around the Quidditch pitch in hopes to clear his mind.

On his way out, he noticed the coaches and Madam Hooch setting up the pitch before the players came out. Something in particular caught his eye, though. Azura was making her way over to Wood. He didn’t see her at first, but when he did, he almost fell over from a heart attack.

“Come on, Wood, don’t mess this up.” Harry whispered to himself. If it was him, and a beautiful girl like that voluntarily walked to him for a chat, there was no way he’d turn her away.

“Azura, erm, hi.” Wood began, scratching the back of his head.

“Hey. So, erm, nice morning, isn’t it?”

“Y-yes. Yes, it…it is.” He half grinned, not knowing what to say next, and by the look on her face, she was waiting on him to make the next move. When he didn’t respond, she sighed, frustrated. “Ok, well, I guess I’ll see you around, then. Bye.”

“Bye.” Wood watched her walk away.

Furious, Harry stormed over to him. But before he could say anything, Wood raised his arm. “I don’t want to hear it, Potter.”

 

 

***



The next couple of days went by like a breeze. Harry certainly felt more and more confidant the Seeker position was in the bag.

On Friday, he played against Ginny as Seeker, but this time, he caught the snitch more often than she did. Although there were times where he felt she let him catch them. She’d just shrug her shoulders and use those damn cat eyes on him. Those you’re toast, pal eyes.

“You’re getting your game back, Harry.” She said, after that day’s practice, and brushed her lips against his cheek.

Harry turned beet red from embarrassment. Ron saw this, and mirrored Harry’s red, but his was from anger.

“Watch it, mate.” He warned.

“She kissed me!”

“I didn’t see you trying to stop her!”

“Ron, snap out of it! I’m not going to try anything on your sister!”

He paused and studied Harry. “I want your word.”

Harry paused. “Then you have it.”

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