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Catching James Potter by gryffindorlion15
Chapter 6 : Frustration
 
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 A/N: Hi guys! Sorry this took so long to upload, but my computer died over the weekend and my charger was at school! I hope you enjoy this chapter! 

Disclaimer: I do not own anything to Harry Potter, it all belongs to the amazing J.K Rowling. The first sentence is in the movie Mean Girls

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The rest of the day had passed in a blur, a massive, surreal blur.



For my first ever free period, I had to conquer a huge amount of homework set by Professor Marvell for Arthimancy. Then for Potions we tried to make the Draught of Living Death, and then were given an essay for homework. My next free was for my essay, which I didn’t finish. Charms left me with practical homework and an essay. N.E.W.T’s year was already frustrating me.

At lunch, I hung with Dom, Alessandria, Robyn, and Carolyn. We chatted aimlessly about fashion, boys and bitched about girls that were ugly. After a while Freddie came and stole me for some more snogging. After dinner I did homework and snogged Freddie, again with his hand moving under my skirt before I told him to back off, he doesn’t give up that boy.

I didn’t see James at all.

And it was like that for most of the week.

As Friday came and Freddie, Dom and I took our usual seats at the Gryffindor table, I had completely forgotten about Quidditch trials that afternoon.

“Are you going to come watch me at Quidditch trials tonight?” Freddie asked me as I loaded my plate with eggs and bacon.

“You don’t need to try out! You’re already in the team as Keeper,” I replied, cutting my egg, “you just need to be there to watch the selection of the new members,”

“I know but I won’t be doing anything so I’ll be bored,” Freddie nagged.

“He wants you to come so he can snog you more,” Dom said, buttering her toast.

“So? I can kiss my girlfriend all I want, especially when she looks this good,” Freddie exclaimed.

I was wearing pretty much the same as Monday, but my bra was purple and so were my shoes. My hair was also in a French braid with a few lose strands and my lipstick was neutral.

I smiled at him, “Don’t worry, I’ll be there,” Dom glared at me, “But I won’t be snogging you,”

“Why?” Freddie asked.

“I’ll be trying out for Chaser,” I said bluntly.

“You’re trying out?” Dom exclaimed.

“For Chaser?” Freddie said.

“Yeah, I am,” I replied, eating some more bacon.

“I didn’t know you played,” Freddie said.

“I haven’t played in ages due to injury,” I admitted.

“Oh,” Dom said, “That’s why,”

“Yeah,”

“I like it,” Freddie grinned.

No owls for me, Daily Prophet owl for Dom and a massive package for Freddie.

“What the hell is that?” I asked curiously, looking at the massive package Freddie had.

“Nothing,” he said quickly, “I’ve got to go, but I’ll see you soon? Free period 2?”

“Yeah, I have got a free, but I want to use it for homework,” I said.

“Ok, I’ll come study with you in the Common Room then, see you then gorgeous,” he said, giving me a kiss on the forehead.

“Bye,”

He walked off down the hall, with his massive box and then disappeared.

“Mae,” Dom said from across the table.

“Yes?” I asked, maybe I should just keep Freddie and leave James.

“What’s with you and Freddie?” she asked.

“We’re dating?” I replied.

“Why?”

“Because he asked me out?”

“Out? All you do is snog,” she muttered.

“Look, I like him and it’s healthy to date someone once in a while,”

 “Are you using him?”

“What?”

“To get to James?”

I stayed silent. But Dom rambled on,

“Just, be careful, he likes you more than you think,” and she turned back to her Prophet.

I had already known that. Ever since that dream, I had been thinking about how much he actually liked me. I didn’t want to hurt Freddie’s feelings, how could I not hurt his feelings if I dumped him?

“I don’t think I’ll ever get with James anyway,” I whispered across the table to her, “Ever since he talked to me on Monday morning, I haven’t seen him,”

“He’s with Alessandria for meals and most other things, just not lunch” Dom whispered, pointing over her shoulder.

There he was. James was sitting with Alessandria on the Ravenclaw table, locked in a passionate embrace over their breakfast. Ew, I wouldn’t want saliva in my breakfast.  

“Right,” I mumbled, scoffing down the last of my bacon, “Let’s go, Longbottom’s going to give us a detention if we’re late again,”

“Yeah, and my parents will kill me if I get another in the first week back,” Dom agreed, grabbing her bag.

As we walked out of the great hall to the Greenhouse, I couldn’t help but look back at the Ravenclaw table to James. This time he wasn’t snogging Alessandria, but he was watching me.

 

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As the day passed, I got more and more nervous for my trial. When Freddie met me for second period, he actually let me study and over lunch, he listened to me pour out my worries. He told me I’d be fine, I was only worried about flying as I hadn’t touched my old Nimbus Two-Thousand since I was in second year.

When I turned up to trials, in simple black track pants, hoodie and some trainers, with my broomstick in hand, was when I really wanted to turn around and run away. Freddie caught my eye in the stands and stuck his thumbs up and blew me a kiss, I tried to smile back but I was too nervous to even up turn the corners of my mouth. I looked at the ground, it looked solid, good for a quick take off. There was a slight wind coming in from the West, I’d need to steer a little harder when I headed west then. Suddenly, I felt dehydrated. I needed water, now. I turned around to get a drink when someone blocked my way, James.

“Hello,” he said.

“Hello,” I said coldly.

“How are you?” he asked.

“Fine, bit thirsty,” I admitted.

“Here,” he said shoving a bottle into my spare hand.

 “Thanks,” I muttered, gulping down water. It was icy cold, and cured my parched tongue.

“Excited?” he asked.

“Nervous,” I corrected.

“I’ll bet you’ll be fine,” he said.

I smiled weakly.

“Well, I bet to go start this thing then,” he mumbled walking off to the centre of the pitch.

I marched off after him, angry that he had barely talked me, to get ready to fly. I looked at my feet, ripping up grass as I went.

“Mae!” someone yelled from behind me. I rose my head up and saw Albus and Freddie running towards me.

“Hey gu-” I couldn’t finish because Freddie had picked me up and given me the most amazing kiss of my life. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me fully off the ground. I wrapped my arms around his neck and just lost myself in the softness of his lips on mine. Normally when we’d kiss, I’d want to break away not wanting to take it any further, but for the first time when Freddie broke away, I was hungry for more. Before he could move his head to far back, I grab the back of his head and pushed it back down. My body arched up, wanting more, wanting to take it further-

Someone around us cleared their throat.

I opened my eyes to see everyone trying out for the team watching Freddie and I with high interest. I’d forgotten there where people around, let alone I was at a Quidditch team trials.

“The Quidditch trials will not stop just for you to make out with your boyfriend, there’s other times for that,” James said, looking at the ground.

“Ok, sorry, I mean it’s not like you and your girlfriend are found like this,” I muttered.

“Let’s start!” James yelled.

“Ok, go ahead,” I muttered, “Bye Freddie,” I smiled at him and gave him one last, quick kiss, “Bye Al!”

“I just came to say good luck!” Al explained.

“Good luck beautiful,” Freddie said grinning, “We’ll be in the stands with the rest of the team,”

He and Albus quickly walked away, not wanting to cause any more trouble.

“Ok, today there are trials for two spots on the team, one Chaser and one Beater,” James began, “The trials will take place at the same time, two beaters will be hitting the bludgers at two Chaser’s trying to score as many goals as they can in two minutes. The beaters we will start with are McGovin’s and Lee, and Chaser’s Bilber and you,” he said pointing to me.

“I do have a name, and you know it,” I scowled.

“Fine Mae, you’re up,” he said, mounting on his broom and kicking off.

I angrily mounted my own broom and kicked off the ground, stupid James Potter, him and Alessandria snogging over breakfast, and it was worse than me and Freddie!

As soon as I was in the air, I was amazed at how good it was. I could feel a part of me, who hadn’t surfaced in years, come out and take control.

“Ok, here’s the Quaffle,” James muttered, thrusting the wooden ball into my arms, “Time begins now!”

It was the best feeling to be in the air again. I was dodging bludgers, throwing the Quaffle and scoring again. I felt that I was a bit rusty, but it seemed to pass quickly. When time was over, and my face was red, I had thrashed my partner John Bilber 90-10. He wasn’t the best player, he wasn’t a confident flyer and his throws were dodgy.

Before James could talk to me in the air, I threw the Quaffle at him and flew away, as soon as I had stopped and looked at him, all the anger had come back.

As I got off my broom, I saw other people hoping to get a Chaser position look at me with a look of jealousy. Oops. I shook John’s hand and told him well done, before walking off towards the stands.

Freddie and Albus were sitting with the rest of the team, who grinned when I walked up to them.

“Why didn’t you tell us you were good?” Freddie yelled when I sat down in between him and Al. 

“It didn’t seem important,” I said.

“That was bloody brilliant,” Al said.

“Thanks,” I smiled, “I mucked up one of my dodges though,” I massaged a spot on my right shoulder, it was definitely going to have a bruise.

“Here,” Freddie said, brushing my hand away and replacing it with his.

“Thanks,” I said for the hundredth time today, grinning up at him, “By the way,” I whispered into his ear, “I think that kiss gave me good luck,”

He smiled.

We watched the rest of the trials, which took up a good hour. I felt nervous towards the end, as there were some really good candidates. Ally Baker had a good strong throw, but was a bit rocky when it came to flying. Michael Vouch was a fantastic flyer, but had a terrible throw. Freddie and Albus assured me though, that I was the best of them all. I really wasn’t sure.

When the trials were finished, everyone sat in the stand with the team standing up front with James, who were discussing who would fill the spots. After around five minutes, they broke apart and stood in a line, facing the crowd.

“Well, congratulations to everyone on a great trial today,” James began, smiling at the crowd with his perfect pearly white teeth, stupid Potter, “Although, it was a tough choice, we have all come to the decision of who will be joining the Gryffindor Quidditch team for this year. Remember if you don’t make the team, we could always call on you if a member is injured,”

“Just get on with it James, they all just want to know!” Roxie Weasley, a Beater for the team, said smiling.

“Fine,” James grumbled, “the place of beater will be filled by Lachie Toline,” Everyone clapped and cheered as Lachie got  up and received his Quidditch robes, which already had his surname on the back.

“And the person taking up the Chaser position,” James began.

I was suddenly very nervous and I realised how much I wanted to make the team. I really wanted to. After flying today, a new happy feeling had popped out of me. I wanted to be able to fly more often.

I looked at Ally and Michael, they looked as nervous as I did. But they had another look on their face that I didn’t, hope. I was bouncing on the balls of my feet as I sat there waiting, I was fiddling with my pants and I was listening as if my life depended on it, I didn’t even listen like this in class.

“The new Chaser on the team is Mae Flick,” James said.

It took a moment for the news to sink in, I had made the team! All that worrying had been a waste of time! Everyone started to clap, and went down to receive my new Quidditch robes. They were scarlet and had gold lines on the side, with my surname ‘Flick’ on the back as well as the number ‘4’. My lucky number.

“Thank you for coming, and Gryffindor for the cup!” James yelled, then he turned to the team as everyone stood up to leave, “Training is going to be on Monday’s, Wednesday’s and Friday’s from four o’clock to six o’clock,” he said, looking at me as if he was expecting a sudden outburst.

I was shocked at how often and how long training would be for, 2 hours?! I was going to be having a lot more late nights to keep up with my homework.

“Awesome!” I said, “can’t wait to start,”

“Let’s win this year!” Chaser, Rose Weasley said.

“Yeah!” the team yelled. Everyone then set off towards the castle for dinner besides James, who went down to the pitch. I stopped and turned around,

“Come on Mae, we’re going to have a small party after dinner in celebration of the new team!” Freddie said.

“I just thought of something I needed to ask James,” I lied smoothly.

“Ok, do you want me to come with you?” he asked.

“No, I won’t be long, I’ll catch up!” I said.

“OK,” Freddie said, kissing me, “Hurry back,”

I turned and quickly walked over to James before he somehow disappeared. He was slowly packing up the equipment when I reached him.

“Where have you been all week?” I asked furiously.

“What?” he asked, shocked.

“Since we talked on Monday, I haven’t seen you! You’re not in the Common room or at the Gryffindor table, are you dodging me James Potter?” I replied, my voice rising.

“I’ve been busy!” he yelled back.

“Yeah, snogging your girlfriend over your breakfast?” I shot back.

“I can snog her all I like!” he yelled, “and what are having a go at me about snogging, whenever I see you and Freddie, your down each other’s throats!”

“Jealous that my boyfriend actually likes me for who I am and I don’t have girlfriend that likes to flirt with everyone in sight?” I screamed at him.

“She does NOT flirt with everyone!”

“Even you admitted it on Monday!”

“She’s not that bad!”

“Then why are you avoiding me?” I asked simply, trying to control my anger, “and don’t tell me you aren’t because I haven’t seen you all week and you just said you’ve seen me! Why would you come up and say hi? I thought we were friends!”

“Well you thought wrong!” he said hotly, and he grabbed the equipment and stalked off.

I stood on the pitch watching his retreating figure grow smaller and smaller before I had the common sense to start to walking to the castle. I found myself getting tired from walking, so I hoped on my broom and flew to the castle. I passed James, but I didn’t even look at him. 

 

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A/N: OOOOOOOOOOOOO! Everything was good and now its all down hill again. I know it was a stupid, childish fight but they are just angry at each other and shot stupid things to them. If you hate me now, please please pleaseeee dont! So sorry!

Update soon and if you have time, please read a review! You have no idea how much it means to me!

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