You can request anybody, from any Harry Potter era.
Yes, I will do smut if it is requested.
I won't do character x character bc im terrible at them.
Enjoy!!
"-And I know I should be rooting for Gryffindor, but my god (y/n) looks amazing-"
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry Professor!" "-and 10 points to Gryffindor!"
"Pass to Angelina, pass to Katie wait, - stolen by (y/n), pass to Smith, pass back to (y/n)... and SCORE! 10 points to Hufflepuff!"
"(Y/n) grabs the Quaffle, pass to Smith, pass to (y/n), and... a blusher shot by Fred or George, not sure which one, aimed at (y/n), I hope it doesn't hit her face, it would probably still be as beautiful!"
"JORDAN NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE FLIRTING WITH THE PLAYERS!"
"Sorry! And... she dodges it! Fancy meeting me in the common room later?" I chuckle.
I head the slapping of news paper on the back of his head.
"I deserved that! - and Potter has caught sight of the Snitch! Hufflepuff's seeker is on his tail..."
"AND HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH: GRYFFINDOR WINS!" Lee announced.
I sighed, and landed on the field.
I was the captain for my team, so I wasn't angry, but I wasn't pleased.
"Good game Wood."
"Good game (l/n)." He had his 'winning smirk' on.
"You can wipe that smirk of that space of you can have a clip-around-the-ear-hole."
He put his hands up in defeat.
"Good game lads, and lasses but I'm talking to myself there, we played good, we will win next time, I'll just figure out some plays. Don't beat yourselves up." I smiled.
I walked into the changing rooms and got dressed.
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I put on my Hufflepuff jumper, and put my broom away.
I stepped out of the changing rooms, and saw the last person I thought I would: Lee Jordan.
"Hey gorgeous!"
"Hey up." I nodded.
"So... do you want to go out sometime?"
"What's in it for me?" I smirked.
"Well, maybe a few compliments during games..."
"You know what? Deal." I stuck my hand out. His face lit up.
He grabbed my hand, to shake, but pulled me forward into a kiss.
He put his hands around my waist, and kissed me.
"Well, that's not how I imagined my first kiss going..."
"Sorry..." He scratched the back of his neck.
"Come her you loud-mouth." I grabbed his scarf and pulled him back into a kiss.
