"ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫'𝔱 𝔟𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔬 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔞𝔪 𝔓𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔶 𝔱𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔪𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔰." - 𝔄𝔩𝔟𝔲𝔰 𝔇𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔡𝔬𝔯𝔢, 'ℌ𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔓𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔬𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔯'𝔰 𝔖𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔢'.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝒜𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒬𝓊𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒩𝒶𝓅𝓈*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
𝕾𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝟐𝟏𝖘𝖙, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟏
⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊It was way too early for this. You were already tired. You had only run a lap across the quidditch field as Oliver had always made you guys start morning practice with. It was his cruel way of waking you up. The dew on the grass was fresh and you could feel the soles of your shoes and the fabric grow damp as you ran. Despite it all, the Weasley twins were laughing as they ran. In a good mood for this particular Saturday practice. It was not the first practice of the season, that had been the Monday after Quidditch tryout results were posted in the common room.
After your morning run, Oliver made you guys stretch literally everything. The 7th-years on the team all stood in the middle of the circle to direct stretching. Oliver demanded no funny business as he too sounded tired. The twins attempted to conceal their giggles after that.
Lyra, the wonderful magic-doer she was, had done your hair into Dutch braids this morning and you were wearing a comfy athletic outfit. It was not a requirement to be in your robes for morning practice thankfully.
⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊"Alright! Five warm-up laps with your brooms! Let's go!" Oliver yelled at the team and everyone hopped onto their brooms obeying the captain. Five laps came and went and then a practice match began.
You raced after the golden ball of light, glinting in the morning sun. The wind rushed past you and it felt nice. The snitch was a few feet ahead, flying upwards at a very fast rate. Unlucky for you, there were no clouds to blot out the glaring sun today so the higher you went, the harder it was to see where the snitch was. Yet it was still your job to find it.
No other person trained with you as a seeker, which probably shouldn't be the case but they needed the replacement seeker to help be the keeper so Oliver could watch the chasers' technique. It was Angelina and Alicia that were chasers but there was another boy who seemed to still be learning a bit.
You reached towards the light of the sun, standing up on your broom and feeling the golden ball nestle into your hand as you grabbed onto the snitch. You had caught it before, during tryouts. It was lightweight and generally seemed harder to catch than it felt. The metal of its wings however scraped against your fingers, probably leaving a few scratches for later. They were like parchment cuts, but worse, you had discovered.
When your hand gripped it, you dropped back onto your broom. You dove towards the ground, as Oliver looked towards you hoping to see the snitch in your hand. You held it out for him, even though you were a considerable distance from the ground. He could spot it as you had, the golden surface shining. Then, you took a nosedive straight for the ground behind the hoops, outside of the other players flying areas so you wouldn't hit them. The adrenaline felt amazing at 5:45 in the morning. It was more than coffee would ever do for you.
You pulled up right before hitting the ground, the air fanning out the grass beneath you.
Then, you flew carefully towards Oliver who was floating by the hoops and watching the Chasers drills. Oliver gave you a pat on the back as you sat next to him on your broom.
⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊"Good job, l/n. It's still pretty early so if you wanna cover for JJ then you can be a keeper while he practices being a seeker since he'll be there when you're not. Hopefully, we won't have that happen. With your and the twins' skills, we might win the Quidditch cup this year!" Oliver beamed at you.
You gave him a smile. "Sure, I can take over." And so you played keeper for the remaining half hour before Oliver called the team back to the ground.
You had 3 cool-down laps on your brooms and you chatted happily with Angelina and Alicia about how well they were doing. The team then met with Oliver to go over practice before everyone headed to breakfast.
⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊At this point, it was 7 in the morning, and you and your two friends slunk towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Luckily, Oliver had scheduled Quidditch practices on mornings most of the team didn't have classes straight after breakfast, in case you needed a bit of extra sleep.
Another plus was that it was Saturday which meant you had all your classes with George today. You and him had gotten considerably close since the beginning of this year. It was honestly a shock now that you look back on it, as it had only been a mere three weeks since school started.
After a nice meal of fruit and bagels, you went back to the common room to nap by the fireplace. More often than not, Saturdays were the days that most people were out and about in the morning or still sleeping so nobody would be there to disturb you you hoped.
⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊You lay down on the plush maroon surface, the hearth generating a bit more warmth. Perhaps it sensed you were near it, the longer you stared into the flames the more tired you felt. You had told Angelina to wake you up at 9:30 since she was hanging out in the dorm room before you had potions together at 10 am. Alicia had headed off to class, much to her dismay. Eventually, your eyelids closed and you were asleep, a book hanging out on the table for your leisure.
George came back to the common room after being dismissed from the Great Hall when breakfast stopped serving at 8 am. He and Fred were bored and Fred didn't have a class at all until after lunch. George was looking for you before the two of them walked into the common room chattering loudly. When they saw your unconscious form on the couch though, they made their way over.
"Aww- y/n looks so cute sleeping," Fred purred, lowering his voice to not disturb you.
"Shut up," George flushed. There was a spot near your feet with enough space for him to sit. He decided he would accompany you and wake you up for potions later. "I'll stay here, we have class at 10 together," George explained to his twin.
"What? I thought we were going to plan some pranks?" Fred whined.
"Come on then, Fred. You can lie on the floor and talk to me. We just have to keep our voices down."
"Yeah, lay on the floor," Fred grumbled. "Not like that'll do anything for my aching body this morning."
"Maybe you should actually stretch before practice then," George suggested.
"Maybe you should stop being a rule follower," Fred snapped back. Your body stirred a bit as they bickered between each other.
"Guys, can you-" you yawned. "Keep it down? I'm trying to sleep before I have to deal with Snape."
"Sorry y/n," the twins responded at the same time.
"Don't worry about it guys. George, can I lean on you?" you asked tiredly.
"Uh- if you want to?" he said awkwardly. You just took this as a yes and sat up before leaning towards him and resting your head on his lap.
"Here's some blanket," you whispered, half-conscious as you tucked it under your chin and over his legs, putting your arm under your head for maximum comfort. You stretched out your legs on the other end of the couch before falling back asleep. George began to play with your hair and he couldn't help but smile at how adorable you were.
Once your breathing had evened out again, Fred spoke up. "Well isn't that just precious," he teased.
"Shut up, Fred. It's not like you've ever had an actual girl before." Fred couldn't respond since most of the girls he dated were for fun. He always played them, and you always gave him a beating after seeing them run away crying. He never seemed to learn.
"In all seriousness, I'm happy for you. But I really want to prank someone so let's figure it out!" he gave a look to George who rolled his eyes.
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