Happier with you- Charlie Weasley

POA 14

"Just needed my good luck kiss" He smiles against her lips.

"You're lucky I love you" She mutters back against his kissing him again before finally pulling apart. Ollie spent the whole of breakfast urging the team to eat whilst touching absolutely nothing himself.

"Ollie you need to eat as well" She tried to persuade him but he just smiled and shook his head before hurrying the team away to the field after placing a kiss on her lips.

"Hey Hermione, Ronald"

"Hello Rory. Did you want to sit with us at the game" Hermione spoke whilst Ron just nodded before going back to his food. That boy and his food.

"Yeah that would be great" Before long they headed to the Quidditch pitch and waited for the game to start. As the Gryffindor team walk out onto the field most of the school starts to cheer except the Slytherins. Three quarters of the crowd are wearing scarlet rosettes, waving scarlet flags with the Gryffindor lion upon them, or brandishing banners with slogans like "GO GRYFFINDOR!" and "LIONS FOR THE CUP' Behind the Slytherin goal posts, however, two hundred people were wearing green; the silver serpent of Slytherin glittered on their flags, and Professor Snape sat in the very front row, wearing green like everyone else, and a very grim smile.

"And here are the Gryffindors!" yelled Lee Jordan, who was acting as commentator as usual. "Potter, Bell, Johnson, Spinnet, Weasley, Weasley, and Wood. Widely acknowledged as the best team Hogwarts has seen in a good few years" Lee's comments are drowned out by a tide of "boos" from the Slytherin end. "And here come the Slytherin team, led by Captain Flint. He's Made some changes in the line up and seems to be going for size rather than skill" More boos from the Slytherin crowd. However Lee does have a point. Malfoy was easily the smallest person On the Slytherin team; the rest of them were enormous.

"Captains, shake hands!" Madam Hooch calls out. Flint and Wood approached each other and grasped each other's hand very tightly, it looked as though each was trying to break the other's fingers. "Mount your brooms! Three... two... one..." The sound of her whistle was lost in the roar from the crowd as fourteen brooms rose into the air. Malfoy was on Harry's tail as he sped off in search of the Snitch.

"And it's Gryffindor in possession, Alicia Spinnet of Gryffindor with the Quaffle, heading straight for the Slytherin goal posts, looking good, Alicia! Argh, no -- Quaffle intercepted by Warrington, Warrington of Slytherin tearing UP the field -- WHAM! -- nice Bludger work there by George Weasley, Warrington drops the Quaffle, it's caught by -- Johnson, Gryffindor back in possession, come on, Angelina -- nice swerve around Montague -- duck, Angelina, that's a Bludger!- SHE SCORES! TEN-ZERO TOGRYFFINDOR!" Angelina punched the air as she soared around the end of the field; the sea of scarlet below was screaming its delight. Angelina was nearly thrown from her broom as Marcus Flint went smashing into her as the crowd below booed.

"Sorry, didn't see her!" A moment later, Fred chucked his Beater's club at the back of Flint's head. Flint's nose smashed into the handle of his broom and began to bleed.

"Go Freddie" Rory called out as he sends her a wink.

"Seriously Rory that is not how it should be played" Hermione scolded as Madam Hooch flew between the two boys.

"That will do!" shrieked Madam Hooch "Penalty shot to Gryffindor for an unprovoked attack on their Chaser! Penalty shot to Slytherin for deliberate damage to their Chaser!"

"Come off it, Miss!" howled Fred, but Madam Hooch blew her whistle and Alicia flew forward to take the penalty.

"Come on, Alicia!" yelled Lee into the silence that had descended on the crowd. "YES! SHE'S BEATEN THE KEEPER! TWENTY-ZERO TOGRYFFINDOR!" Flint, still bleeding freely, flew forward to take the Slytherin penalty. Ollie was hovering in front of the Gryffindor goal posts, his jaw clenched "Course, Wood's a superb Keeper!" Lee Jordan told the crowd as Flint waited for Madam Hooch's whistle. "Superb! Very difficult to pass --very difficult indeed -- YES! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! HE'S SAVED IT!"