Chapter 7 : Winning
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Life in Hogwarts had soon wrapped around me and I came into a routine. I would eat Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner at the Gryffindor table with Dom, Freddie and the occasional Robyn or Carolyn. At lunch I would hang with Dom, Alessandria, Robyn and Carolyn. I listened hard in all my classes and I studied in my spares, I studied in all free time. Freddie and I were still dating strong and I was really starting to return his feelings for me. I couldn’t go to the first Hogsmead weekend because I had been behind with homework, but Freddie had stayed with me. I did my prefect duties with Albus. I went to Quidditch training three times a week and put in all my effort so that I’d come back exhausted. A part of my routine was avoiding James.
Since our fight after trials, I hadn’t spoken to him. At trainings I listened to his instructions but otherwise, I acted like he wasn’t there. When I met him in the corridors, I stuck my nose in the air and didn’t look at him. The best part was that he was avoiding me as well. With myself so angry at him, I could forget about my stupid crush on him (which was replaced by hatred) and focused on my relationship with Freddie.
Part of my routine was spending my Thursday period 6 spare with Alessandria in the library.
“Hey,” she said, as I sat down.
“Hey,” I smiled, pulling out my Muggle Studies homework, which was the one class I had with Alessandria.
“Shall we start?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said, pulling out a quill.
“Uh, I’m so sick of N.E.W.T classes already,” Alessandria said, not looking up from her essay.
“Same here, I’m so stressed!”
“You don’t show it,”
“You’re doing more than anyone else in the year, but you’re keeping on top of it all!”
The subject dropped and we continued to write in silence for a couple of minutes.
“How’s Freddie going?” she asked.
“Oh yeah, great, he’s really sweet,” I replied, smiling to myself about how we had spent Freddie’s prefect duties last night, in an abandoned classroom making out.
“He is,” she agreed.
“I really like him,” I admitted.
“Slept with him yet?”
“No,” I replied dryly, embarrassed. I knew Alessandria had done it and Dom had too. The truth was, Freddie and I hadn’t yet, but we had been getting closer. I had begun to let Freddie sneak his hand closer and closer to my bum and boobs, and I swear we had begun to be spending our private time in more sexual positions. I was starting to think that we should do it soon.
“When do you think you’ll do it?” she asked.
“Soon, real soon,” I replied.
“Thought so, I mean you’ve been going out for 3 months,”
“Really? It’s been 3 months already?” I asked bewildered.
“Yep, today’s November 1st,”
“Wow, have you done it before?”
She looked up at me and grinned, “Twice, once with Tommy Jenkin in fourth year and once with James last year,”
“Your first time was with Tommy Jenkin?” I asked wonderstruck.
“Yeah,” she smiled.
“But he was a seventh year when we were in fourth!” I whispered, as Madam Prince walked by.
“He was a little drunk and I was too, but still it was Tommy Jenkin!” she whispered back after the librarian left.
“That’s so cool! And you did it with James?” I asked, with a bit of agitation in my voice. Even thinking of James made me angry.
“Yeah, last year,”
“Going to do it again soon?”
“Hope so, but he seems really distant at the moment,”
“Oh, he’s probably stressed with all his duties and N.E.W.T’s this year,”
We kept working until the bell for the end of the day went off, and we gathered up our stuff. We walked silently out of the library and out the Entrance Hall where we would have to separate ways to go back to our Common Rooms.
“Bye Mae,” Alessandria smiled.
“Bye Alessandria,” I said grinning at her.
As I begun to walk away she spoke something else,
“Mae,” she began as I turned around, “I’m happy for you and Freddie,”
I smiled back at her and continued to walk. I was really happy too, happier then I ever had been. I had a sudden thought. I have to find Freddie.
* * * * *
When I got back to the Common Room, only Dom was there.
“Hey!” she shrieked, running over to me.
“Hey, why so excited?” I asked, Dom was practically bouncing in her shoes.
“This is for you!!!” she exclaimed, stuffing a piece of parchment in my hands. I opened it and it read,
Party, Saturday 3rd of November - late, Room of Requirement. ~James
“Oh!” I said. It was the invite to James’ elite party that he had talked about at the start of year feast! My first elite party invite!
“It’s this weekend! What are we going to wear? Did you bring any dresses?” she asked.
“Yes, I did,” I said. I had brought dresses this year, because I was really hoping to get invited to a party, it had been part of my steps to getting James Potter.
“Goodie! We are you going to look amazing!” Dom squealed.
“Wait, does that mean that the first Quidditch match of the season is in two days?” I asked.
“Yes! Woo hoo! I’m so excited!” Dom squealed, dancing on the spot.
“Oh crap!” I shrieked, “I’m not ready to play!”
“You’ll be fine!” Dom giggled, “You’re never this nervous!”
“Well I have to play in front of the entire school in two days!”
“Don’t worry! Let’s take your mind off this a go and plan what we’re wearing on Saturday,” Dom said, standing up and pulling me towards the dorm that was good enough for me.
* * * * *
I threw the ball strongly to Al, before I took off, flying to the goalposts, dodging bludgers as I went. It was a lot like the trials, but this time is was a warm up.
Today was the last training session before our big, first game of the season against Slytherin. The team was extremely excited and none of them were nervous except for me and Lachie. Lachie and I were the only people in the team who weren’t part of the Potter-Weasley clan. The Gryffindor team consisted of, the three chasers: Albus Potter, Rose Weasley, and I, two beaters: Lachie Tolin and Roxanne Weasley, one keeper: Freddie Weasley and one seeker: the very annoying but beautiful James Potter.
I could already imagine, Joanne Jordan the commentator saying our names as we flew out in a team, Flick, Potter, Potter, Tolin, Weasley, Weasley, and Weasley!
The famous first game of the season between Slytherin and Gryffindor had created some tension between the houses. As it was my first ever game on the team and I was shocked, I had never taken interest. The whole team couldn’t go anywhere without being worried about being, tripped, hexed or hit. I had resulted to wearing ballet flats instead of heels, I was worried about getting tripped as Freddie had pointed out, even though I thought I was extremely good at walking in heels.
Freddie and Dom had made it their personal task to keep me safe from oncoming attackers. Dom had been screaming out shouting threats to people that even looked at me in the corridors and Freddie had begun to keep his wand up his sleeve in case someone tried to hex me. I did point out to him numerous times that he was part of the team and he was better than me which most likely would mean he was a bigger target for attack, he didn’t listen.
A lot of nasty comments were going round as well. One of the most terrible ones about me was shouted out at Dom, Freddie and I as we were walking into Great Hall, let’s just say we all had to hold Freddie down before he killed the bloke who yelled it.
And it took five of us to do that.
But there was another piece of gossip travelling round the castle faster, grabbing more people’s attention, James had broken up with Alessandria.
On Thursday night at dinner, Alessandria had entered the Great Hall by herself and walked straight towards the Gryffindor table to where James was sitting with Freddie, and Albus chatting about Quidditch. When I had entered the hall with Dom, Carolyn and Robyn seeing James sitting with Freddie, I had steered the girls to the end of the table. Far away from James.
So, Alessandria had walked up to James and thrown her arms around him. She tried to tilt his head up to snog him but he had refused. She tried again and again and again, only with the same results, before saying loud enough for the whole school to hear,
“James? What’s wrong?”
He had swallowed a mouthful of stew and stood up to face her,
“Alessandria, I don’t think we should see each other anymore,”
“WHAT? Why?” she had screamed.
“I just don’t think it’s working between us,” he replied simply.
“Well, I happen to think that we are perfect for each other!” she yelled back.
“Well I don’t,” James said.
“Why are you breaking up with me?” she asked.
“I don’t like you in that way anymore,” he said, fiddling with his tie.
“Since when? Do you like someone else?” she shot at him.
“Since this week, and no I don’t,” he replied.
“I bet you do!” she shrieked.
“Just leave it Alessandria, we’re over,”
“Please James,” she said grabbing his hand, “I think we should give it another go,” She had tears running down her face and her mascara was running. As Alessandria had been screaming most of the conversation, the whole hall was quiet, listening to what happened next.
“We’ve given it two goes already, we are over Alessandria and when I say over, I mean it. There is no more chances any more, we are done,” and he pulled his hand from her grasp and sat back down. Yes, he actually sat back down and starting eating his stew again.
Alessandria had still stood there when he sat back down, tears silently running from her eyes, with the whole school watching. Then she had looked and saw everyone, before turning on her heels and running from the hall. Robyn and Carolyn ran after her and Dom said we’d see her after.
Anyway- back to training- we had passed the warm up and now we were onto a game. I was flying straight towards goals when I heard a small whizzing to my ear I quickly passed the Quaffle to Rose who passed it to Albus, who passed it to me, and I quickly passed it back to him, and he quickly shot goal. The Quaffle flew into the ring, Freddie narrowly missed. James was flying round the pitch shouting orders, while trying to look for the snitch. He had been putting twice as much effort into the team since he had broken up with Alessandria. He had also been a lot calmer.
After training, the team was so excited and pumped for the next day’s game, that I didn’t even think about think about James, stuffing up or the party the next day.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know it was a bit short and it was a filler! I'm so sorry! Don't hate me! The next chapter is so much better! I LOVED WRITING IT! It is called Lost and contains the Quidditch game and James' party.
Just to let everyone know, I am thinking of doing some new fanfics, a Lily/ Scorpius and a Sirius/OC and a maybe even one set in the founders time, a bt of an old fashioned falling in love with the wrong person thing. Tell me what you think and ideas as well!
This is being sent for validation on September First (best date!) at 9:30pm! Next chapter up as soon as validated.
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