#ft:squad

gryffindor vs ravenclaw : in which rina leads her team to victory while the squad watches from the stands.  note: when the commentary is being made,  ★ is daehyun &  ☆ is youngjae! 

“listen up, team,” rina hollers, broom in hand. 

the loudness in the locker room quickly dies out as the members of the gryffindor quidditch team listen to their captain’s pep talk. 

“we’ve done great thus far. let’s not break our streak to those ravens,” she says, eyes twinkling and a hint of mischievousness in her tone of voice. 

she scans the faces of her team, staring at every single one of them affectionately. she’s worked them to the bone this season, thus making a promise of treating them to honeydukes whether they win the inter-house cup or not. 

“aw, check out how she’s looking at us,” coos wonshik, running, and almost tripping over his uniform, and looping his arms around her shoulder. 

“gross. get away from me.”  hakyeon joins in on the embrace, pressing his cheek to hers. she will murder them both after this game, she thinks. 

the rest of the team cheers, holding their brooms up, the bottom of their scarlet quidditch robes swaying back and forth. a beautiful sight, truly. 

rina is released from her teammates grasp and grins, “time to kick ass. let’s go.”

- - - 

the stands are full of excited students and teachers waiting to watch the much anticipated game. many have their binoculars in hand to get the best view of the players. 

“hello everyone. this is commentator jung daehyun reporting. alongside me is youngjae. say hello ~”

“don’t tell me what to do. anyway, hi folks. today’s game is ravenclaw vs gryffindor! i can smell the anticipation in the air,” youngjae speaks into his mic enthusiastically.

“it’s funny, isn’t it? our houses going head to head. i don’t know about you guys, but i feel like youngjae will be biased as alwa-- OW! you shi--” 

“mr. jung! language!” 

“he literally HIT me!”

“yoo, hands off.” 

“yes professor mcgonagall,” youngjae turns to smile at her, only to lock eyes with his girlfriend sitting behind her. he blows a kiss and sends a wink her way before facing forward again.  mcgonagall says nothing though you can tell by her expression that she’s unamused by his ‘romantic’ gestures. are all teenagers this greasy? heavens save them all. 

nadine, who’s cracking up with laughter because damn she really loves that idiot, is sitting beside jessica and hongbin. behind those three, mei, arazely, and jongup are, too, seated.  “excited to watch taekwoon play?” arazely playfully nudges mei. the pinkish tint that sprouts on the girl’s cheeks doesn’t go unnoticed. she opens her mouth to respond until jess beats her to the punch.

“she sure is. didn’t stop reminding me about the match all week!”  “that’s right,” hongbin jumps in to confirm, a smirk tugging at his lips. he’s a prodigy at teasing others at any given time. it’s no surprise that he and jess are in a relationship. they’re made for each other. “don’t worry, little one. i didn’t say a word to him about it though i probably should have. his reaction would have been priceless.”  “leave me alone,” the ravenclaw whines, hiding the redness in her face with her hands. “let’s not forget that we’re also here to support rina!!!” arazely laughs while jongup is highly confused but ends up smiling brightly anyhow. and nadine, well-- she stays staring at youngjae bicker with daehyun like a lovesick fool. 

down below, madam hooch is seen with broom in hand as the two teams walk onto the middle of the field. 

the stands go wild, whistling and chanting being heard from every direction. 

“game time!” daehyun yells, fist punching the air, waving it around hysterically. 

- - - 

“alright, you kids know the rules. i want a clean game,” the older woman states. 

rina hears taekwoon sigh beside her, and although she feels the struggle of wanting to get into the air asap, she can’t stop herself from poking fun at him for a bit. “hey taek,” she whispers, bumping his shoulder. the boy lazily turns his head, the look on his face asking “what?”  “don’t think that cause you’re my friend’s boy thing that my team’s going to go easy on you.”  taekwoon scoffs, clearly offended that the thought of putting no effort into competing against him even crossed her mind. “what ever do you mean?” 

“you knoooow,” rina wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. he sighs again, only this time a tad louder. why must mei hang around such strange people? he doesn’t deserve.  their little conversation is cut short when madam hooch finally says “mount your brooms.”  the fourteen players hurriedly do so, kicking the ground to fly upwards, and off they go in the speed of light.