Reading the books- Marauders era

Quidditch

Warning: Suggestive content

Bold letters are from the book
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Molly passed the book to Fleamont, who hid it from his son as he was hopping on his seat to have a look.

Fleamont opened the book successfully facing it away from his over excited son. "Quidditch," he read.

"Yay!" Sirius cheered. "Quidditch! Quidditch! Quidditch!"

Remus hid his face inside the table.

"Mr Black!" McGonagall said. "Sit down!"

As they entered November, the weather turned very cold. The mountains around the school became icy gray and the lake chilled steel. Every morning the ground was covers in frost. Hagrid could be seen from the upstairs windows defrosting broomsticks on the Quidditch field, bundled up in a long moleskin overcoat, rabbit fur gloves, and enormous beaverskin boots.

The Quidditch season had begun. On Saturday, Harry and Hermione would be playing in their first match after weeks if training: Gryffindor versus Slytherin. If Gryffindor won, they would move up into second place in the house championship.

"Of course Gryffindor will win," James scoffed. "My kids are in the team."

"No, Slytherin would be the one winning." Regulus said.

"Gryffindor!" James said firmly.

"Slytherin!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Slytherin!"

"Silence!" Dumbledore boomed.

James and Regulus glared at each other and reluctantly sat down on their respective seats.

Hardly anyone had seen the twins play because Wood had decided that, as their secret weapon, the twins should be kept, well, secret. But the news that they were playing had leaked out somehow, and they didn't know which was worse — people telling them that they'd be brilliant or people telling them that they'd be running around underneath them holding a mattress.

"Second one, perhaps?" Frank said, chuckling nervously.

Hermione had lent Harry Quidditch Through the Ages, which turned out to be a very interesting read.

Harry learnt that there were seven hundred ways of committing a Quidditch foul and that all of them had happened during a World Cup match in 1473; that Seekers were usually smallest and fastest players, and that most serious Quidditch accidents happened to them; that although people rarely died playing Quidditch, referees had been known to vanish and turn up months later in the Sahara Desert.

Hermione had become a bit more relaxed about breaking rules since the Halloween night, and had become much nicer for it.

"That's a relief," Sirius commented.

They day before her and Harry's first Quidditch maths the four of them were out in the freezing courtyard during break, and she had conjured them up a bright blue fire (self-taught) that could be carried around in a jam jar. They were standing with their backs to it, getting warm, when Snape crossed the yard.

The Marauders groaned.

Severus ignored them.

Harry noticed at once that Snape was limping. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Cassiopeia moved closer together to block the fire from view; they were dure that it wouldn't be allowed. Unfortunately, something about their guilty faces caught Snape's eye. He limped over. He hadn't seen the fire, but he seemed to be looking for a reason to tell them off anyway.