𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖎𝖗𝖑 𝖂𝖍𝖔.. 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙?

Facts and Feathers

[Outside in the courtyard, day time. Oliver and Hayley appear, carrying a trunk. They put it down.]

Oliver: Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each team has seven players, 3 chasers, 2 beaters, 1 keeper and a seeker. That's you. There are three kinds of balls. [picks up a red one] This one's called the Quaffle. Now, the chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops. [Points to the hoops in the Quidditch pitch in the distance.] The keeper, that's me, defends the hoops. [throws ball to Hayley.] With me so far?

"No" some of the Avengers mutter.

Hayley: [throws back] I think so. What are those? [points to two squirming chained down balls.]

"Why do the balls look angry?" someone mutters, while people laugh at what they said.

Oliver: You better take this. [hands Hayley a small bat. He bends down and releases one ball. With an angry growl, it flies off into the air. The two watch it.] Careful now, it's comin' back. [The balls comes whizzing down, and Hayley cracks at it with the bat. The ball soars off through a statue, surprisingly without damaging it.] Eh, not bad, Potter, you'd make a fair beater... Uh-oh. [The ball zooms down, and Oliver grabs it, wriggling to get it back in the box. He succeeds and is out of breath.]

"No! You can't be a beater-" George starts.

"-You'll take our job!" and Fred finishes.

Hayley: What is that?

Oliver: Bludger. Nasty little buggers. But you are a seeker, and the only thing I want you to worry about is this... the Golden Snitch. [hands Hayley a walnut sized golden ball.]

Hayley: I like this ball.

"Suspicious.."

Oliver: Ah, you like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see.

Hayley: What do I do with it?

Oliver: You catch it... before the other team's seeker. You catch this, the game is over. You catch this, Potter, and we win.

"Well technically, you don't always win. You can catch it sometimes but still lose cause the other team scored more goals which makes them win." Hayley says, to which, people who know the sport, nod their heads in agreement, but the Avengers are still very confused.

[The ball flutters out two delicate wings and jumps into the air. Hayley keeps an eye on it, whereas Oliver looses sight of it almost immediately.]

Hayley: Whoa.

[In Professor Flitwick's class. Flitwick is very short, and is standing on a bunch of books to make up for his stature and to see his class.]

"Damn he's short" Tony says, leaning over to talk to Hayley.

"I know right! We were all 11 years old and still taller than him." She says.

"Did you ever find out why?" He asked.

"Yeah, he has Goblin ancestry."

"The things from earlier? In the bank?"

"Yeah those." Hayley confirms before they both sit up like nothing happened.

Flitwick: One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation the ability to make objects fly. Uh, do you all have your feathers? [Hermione raises hers.] Good. Now, uh, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing, hmm? The swish and flick. Everyone.

All (including Flitwick): The swish and flick.

Flitwick: Good. And enunciate. Wingardium Leviosa. Off you go then.

[The class begin to enunciate and doing the movements on their feathers]

Draco: Wingardium Levio-saaa.

"WiNgArDiUm lEvIo-SaAaAaA." Hayley mocks him.

"Don't!" Hermione scolds her.

Draco laughs at her getting scolded, but stops when he is hit on the back of his head by Scorpius. He looks down at his son with a betrayed look on his face. Astoria just laughs at the two.

Ron: Wingardrium Leviosar! [he waves his wand really fast numerous times. Hermione stops him.]

Hayley stays quiet so Draco looks at her betrayed aswell, "You're not gonna bully him?"

"Nah cause Hermione's' gonna do it in a second." She replies plainly.

Hermione: Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-o-sa, not Leviosar.

"Boom" Hayley says, making an explosion happen in her hands.

Ron: You do it then if you're so clever. Go on, go on.

[Hermione straightens up and swishes her wand.]

Hermione: Wingardium Leviosa. [The feather glows and lifts up.]

"Bro just got shown" Someone yells and people laugh at Ron, on screen and off.

Flitwick: Oh, well done! See here, everyone! Ms. Granger's done it! Oh, splendid!

[Ron puts his head on his books dejectedly. Seamus begins swishing at his feather.]

Seamus: Wingard Levosa.

Flitwick: Well done, dear.

[An almighty explosion flashes. Flitwick gasps, as Ron and Hermione turn to the source of the explosion]

Flitwick: Whooaaa! Ooh.

[We see that Seamus is charred again with his feather, now smouldering to ashes.]

People laugh at all the ash on his face and the look on his face.

Hayley: I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor.

"No shit, Sherlock" someone says and Tony and Stephen raise their heads a bit.

(Breaking the fourth wall?? No totally not..)

[Neville, Hayley, Ron and Seamus are walking through a courtyard with other students all around.]

Ron: [mimicking Hermione] It's Levioooosa, not Leviosaaaar. [normal voice] She's a nightmare, honestly. No wonder she hasn't got any friends!

"Such a bully, honestly." Draco says.

"Shut up, Draco." Hayley says.

[Hermione rushes past Ron, hugging her books and sniffling in tears.]

Hayley: I think she heard you.

"Again. No shit, Sherlock."

[Hermione disappears into the crowd, deeply hurt by Ron's words.]

"Oops" Ron offers Hermione, but is attacked by his two kids.

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authors note

o(TヘTo)

im sad

and unmotivated

but at the same time motivated

my nana's dog dies and she was the closest thing I will ever have to a dog
my mum and dad always you to say, after I asked them for a dog, "Gracie (nana's dog's name) is your dog. she is the closest thing you'll get to a dog." but now shes gone 😥

ANYWAY sup.

how are you?

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Q: What HP movie are you most excited to see reactions to?

A: Me personally, I am quite excited for the fifth movie, Harry/Hayley being possessed throught the movie

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