"Its a no biggy. I should thank you for the puffskien you gifted me for my birthday. She is adorable." Celeste thanked him.
"Well I didn't knew what to gift you on your birthday. My mother was able to pull some strings." Newt said smiling and adjusting his side bag on his shoulder.
"Good night Newt. Just don't let others work you up, and you can drop by gryffindor common room whenever you want." Celeste said as she tucked her hair strand that fall in her face, behind her ear.
"Yeah, I will keep that in mind. And good night. All the best for the match tomorrow." Newt said as he waved Celeste and walked off towards the direction of his common room.
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"This year is going to be our year! It's the last match of the season, and I want you all to try your best." Captain Traci spoke up loudly.
"Aye aye captain!" Everybody shouted their agreement.
"Do not undermine Ravenclaw, because they defeated Slytherins with a landslide. Fischer, Potter and Weasley, do your best and keep scoring." Traci said as he paced around the room.
"We won't let you down!" Three chasers said with a unison and high fived.
"Let's win this game!" Traci exclaimed and everyone cheered before heading out towards the pitch.
Sometime in the match, Celeste was zooming through air with the quaffle in her hand, dodging the beaters and opponent chaser left and right and soon threw the quaffle through the loops, scoring Gryffindor team yet another 10 points.
"Fischer has the Quaffle and is flying towards the goal post!!! AND SHE SCORED!! Score is 120 to 50!!" The commentator roared and Celeste pumped her fist in the air.
"You are doing amazing. Lets hope that David catches the snitch." Charlus said as he looked around the field beside Celeste.
"And I think he caught the sight of the snitch." Celeste said as she pointed out David going for a dive.
"WEASLEY SCORED ANOTHER POINT FOR GRYFFINDOR!" Commentator roared and Celeste flew towards the red headed girl.
"Let's score last time? With our formation?" Charlus asked grinning, and fixed his glasses.
"Let's go for it." Celeste agreed and all three of them flew up, with quaffle in Celeste's hand.
Celeste threw the quaffle to Charlus with a force, and Charlus caught it smoothly and flew towards the goal post.
One of the Ravenclaw chaser tried to knock quaffle out of Charlus' hand, but met with failure as Charlus threw the quaffle at Viona Weasley, who caught and with a speed of lighting flew towards the loop.
Celeste flew to the goal post, and waited for the quaffle to be passed to her, last link of the move.
Viona grinned and tossed the quaffle in the air, and hit it with her end of the broom. The quaffle sailed through the air, and landed straight into Celeste's arms, who threw the Quaffle through the loop.
"That was an amazing representation of PFW move!!! Or that's what they call it! And David Olivander caught the snitch!! Gryffindor wins the quidditch cup!!" The commentator announced and every gryffindor on the quidditch pitch went into celebratory mode.
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FanfictionCeleste Lucas Fischer was a brilliant and intelligent witch of her time. She had the same ambition as her brother, become an auror and serve wizarding world, but there was a passion for creatures too in her heart. Newton Artemis Fido Scamander was a...
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