#quaffle

The air around us is thick with anticipation for the game. As my teammates and I are getting ready we chatter excitedly about the game. Games against Slytherin are always enjoyable since both teams always get fueled with competitive rivalry.

I feel a strong pat on my back and look up to see James grinning at me. “Kick Black’s ass for all of us, got it?” I grin back at him. James is always the one who is pumping us all up before matches, and it works wonders for our morale.

He always makes sure we are fully prepared for our opponents regardless of the house we’re facing. I nod my head vigorously as I get more excited. Regulus and I have always been known to get on each other's nerves especially when it comes to us both fighting for the Snitch.

Some of the others cheer at James’s words and I can’t help but laugh. I absolutely adore everyone on the team and how supportive they all are. I put on my last bit of gear as Marlene walks up to me.

She gives me a wink and pats me on the back. "You ready to kick some ass?" A grin forms on her face, clearly excited for the game about to start.

“You know it.” I grin back at her. Marlene gives a loud cheer causing our other teammates to look in our direction. I see Sirius snicker from across the room as James rounds us up into a circle.

He gives us all one last pep talk before ushering us out onto the field. We all exit the locker rooms and line up, our brooms in our hands. We face the other team as they mirror us. The sky is clear, no sign of rain. Our last match against Slytherin was horrid with how bad the rain was coming down.

The crowd is going wild already, the stands packed with people. Regulus and I make eye contact as he finds his place in front of me. The air between us has the usual charge of tension as we look at each other.

I can see the competitive fire in his eyes and it's clear he wants nothing more than to win. He gives me a slight nod, his face stoic as ever. I nod back at him in return before getting my broom in the proper position. I can tell this will be a fun game. Our eyes break away for each other as we see the referee getting ready to throw the Quaffle into the air.

“Hope you prepared to lose this match Black.” I say with a smirk as the Quaffle goes up and all of the players immediately get on their brooms and begin to fly in the stadium.

I watch the Quaffle get hit back and forth as my eyes scan for any sight of the Snitch. The cheers fluctuate in volume anytime one of the teams is close to getting a point but I do my best to block it out.

My mind was so focused on finding the Snitch that I didn’t even realize someone was next to me at first. I jump at the sound of Regulus' voice. “See anything yet.”

I turn my head to look at him. “Do you honestly think I’d give you an answer to that question?” He smirks at my response, making me glare at him slightly.

“It seems as though (Y/N) and Regulus are starting their little feud a bit early in the match today.” Remus says from the announcer stand, catching my attention.

I have to hold back a smile. Comments like that usually get on my nerves cause it puts more attention on Regulus and I but for once it was helpful.

“Nice chat but I’ll be going now, Black.” I say before zooming off to trail the Snitch. Thank you Remus for helping me find it. I chuckle slightly as I hear him curse under his breath.

Regulus is very competitive. Almost as much as I am which makes these games even more enjoyable. The seekers on the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff teams are good but Regulus is the closest to my skill level. He makes me actually want to put effort into winning.

I can feel him gaining on me making me speed up a bit more, my eyes never leaving the Snitch. The air around us nearly hums with our energy as we weave through the other players.

A small gasp comes out of my mouth as I stop my broom short. I blink rapidly as the Quaffle just barely misses me. I scan the area to see one of the Slytherin beater’s snickers.

All of the Gryffindors watching the match begin to boo, causing the Slytherin side to get even more riled up. I hear James call out to me from his position but I can’t hear him over all of the noise. “What?” I say, my own voice getting drowned out. He repeats himself as I read his lips. “You alright?” I nod my head and give him a thumbs up.

Regulus fly’s up next to me again. As I glance at him I can tell he’s extremely pissed off. "That was on purpose." He says as his jaw clenches slightly. "That bastard was deliberately aiming for you."

I let out a small sigh. “Don’t go all protective mode on me right now. We’re in the middle of a match.” His scowl deepens at my words. "You almost got hit by a quaffle." He says, his voice low and dark. "Forgive me for being upset about."

“Can you be upset about it later? It’s going to look out of character right now.” I lower my voice as well. “I’m fine. I'm not hurt. That’s all that matters.”

His mind is racing making it hard for me to keep a neutral look on my face. I love how protective he is when it comes to me but I would rather avoid others noticing it right now.

“Another point for Gryffindor. Guess Slytherin can’t keep up with us today.” A small smack sound emits from the announcer stand as Remus gets hit on the back of the head slightly by McGonagall.

I take a moment to look up at the announcer stand and I see Remus rub the back of his head while McGonagall looks at him in disapproval. I let out a silent chuckle, shaking my head at the sight.

“You sure you’re fine?” Regulus’s voice gets my attention again as I nod. “I’m fine I promise.” He continues to look at me for a moment, a flicker of worry and protectiveness flashing on his face before disappearing.

I see his eyes dart from mine and I immediately pick up on why. I spin my head around as I see the Snitch as well. It's right there, in both of our sights. I watch it flutter near the stands and take off, my body pushing me forward. I feel all of my focus hone in on the Snitch.

Regulus and I are side by side as we chase the Snitch. Anytime one of us gains a bit of space the other catches up quickly after. The Snitch makes many fast turns and drives but that only makes us increase our speed.

Adrenaline pumps into my body, making my muscles tense. I've never had such a close chase for the Snitch before. I can see him from the corner of my eye, his face a mix of concentration and determination.

My fingers tighten their grip about my broom as I lean further down to increase my speed. I see him copy my movements making me grumble slightly. “Copycat much?”

"I need to catch the Snitch somehow," He replies, his voice slightly strained. "Not my fault you have some good techniques." I continue to follow you closely, my eyes glued to the Snitch as I process his words.

“Didn’t expect to get a compliment from you on the field.” I tease as I reach my hand out to try and grab the Snitch. He just rolls his eyes before reaching his own hand out.

Each time one of us tries to grab the Snitch, the other is right there too. We're so closely matched that it's almost irritating me. “Come on.” I mumble under my breath as I stretch my arm out even further.

Again he copies my movements, the Snitch grazing his fingertips making me slightly panic. There is no way I’m going to let him win. I won’t let Slytherin win.

An idea pops in my head. I’ve never actually attempted this trick outside of practice, and definitely never at a speed like this. The Han around my broomstick clenches as I debate if it’s worth trying.

A small growl comes out of Regulus as he tries to grasp the Snitch again. I make up my mind and start to shift my position slightly on my broom. Please don’t fall off. I repeat in my mind as I steady myself while beginning to stand.

Regulus notices my shift and immediately slows his broom down slightly. “What are you doing?” He asks with an alarmed tone. I keep my eyes on the Snitch as I answer him. “Winning.”

"By attempting something that is incredibly dangerous and could result in you falling off your broom?" He says, his voice laced with irritation and concern.

“Exactly what I’m doing.” I nod my head in confirmation. He watches in horror as I rise onto my broom and start to walk towards the end. "Do not do—" Regulus starts to say, but cuts himself off as he sees me grab the Snitch. "Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me."

My eyes light up as my hand grabs a hold of the snitch. That little bit of extra length was all I needed. I cheer loudly and raise the Snitch up in my hand before wobbling slightly.

I readjust myself to sit on my broom properly before continuing to celebrate. “Hah I won this time.” I say with a grin as I hold it out in front of Regulus’s face.

"I can see that." He grumbled, his expression turning into a full-on scowl. Despite his irritation at my victory, I can tell he has a small rush of pride at my ability to win like that. "You're bloody insane, you know that?"

The Gryffindor section cheers loudly as the Slytherins sulk slightly at the outcome. We both begin to fly down to the center of the field where we started as I reply back. “I know. But you love this side of me.”

He let out a huff of irritation, but can’t help the subtle upturn at the corner of his mouth at my words. “You’re ridiculous,” He finally responds while shaking his head, but there is a lack of annoyance in his words.

As we land we both dismount our brooms. I immediately get swept up by my teammates as Sirius and James lift me up on their shoulders, cheering with the rest of our team.

I see Regulus roll his eyes as James and Sirius parade me around the field. It wouldn't be a proper Gryffindor victory if they didn't parade me around. I can’t help but laugh out loud at their antics. After they get tired of carrying me around they place me back down on the grass and each of our teammates gives me a pat on the back.

My eyes roam to Regulus every now and then as he watches from the sidelines. As Marlene pulls me into a side hug one of Regulus’s teammates pulls him towards their respective team room to change and leave the field.

“We’re going to have the best party tonight in the common room.” Sirius grins at me as we all begin to head to our own designated room to change as well.

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I yawn slightly as I sit outside of the Slytherin common room. I expected someone to come out of the entrance by now. I usually don’t have to wait this long to sneak inside. Regulus and I should really pick times for when we meet at each other’s common rooms.

My eyes begin to close as I lean my head against a pillar. I hear faint footsteps but ignore them, keeping my eyes closed. I then hear a snicker making me open my eyes. “Having fun down there love?” Regulus asks with a smirk on his face.

“Did you have me wait out here as payback for winning?” I playfully whined before reaching my hands out indirectly asking him to pull me up.

He chuckles softly, taking my hands in his and pulling me up to my feet. "Maybe a little bit." His eyes roam over me for a moment, taking in my appearance. "You look tired."

“I’m exhausted.” I say as I wrap my hands around his waist and lean my head against his chest. Regulus wraps his arms around me as his hands run soothing circles on my back.

“You’re probably exhausted from that ridiculous stunt you pulled to win.” He teases. I look up at him and puff my cheeks out. “No, I've been practicing that for a while. I’m tired cause your brother and James throw insane parties. Gryffindor parties are not for the weak.”

Regulus let out a bark of laughter, his hands drifting to my hips. “Yeah well, that tends to happen when James and Sirius are involved.” I start to laugh, leaning my head back on his chest.

Regulus pulls me closer against his body. "You were impressive today though. Don't think I didn't notice how good you are out there on the field." A smile forms on my lips as I look up at him.

Without saying anything my hands go up to his face as I pull him towards me, kissing him gently. A small hum emits in his throat as my lips meet his.

His hands grip my hips a little tighter, holding me against him as our kiss deepens. A moment later he breaks away from the kiss, our eyes locking on one another. “You were pretty good out there too.” I return the compliment as my smile grows.

“Of course I was.” He says with a smirk, leaning down to brush his nose against mine. “Not that you can blame me for being distracted when I had such a good view the whole time.”

I laugh again from his comment. “Alright, sure. We'll go with that as the reason you lost.” Regulus rolls his eyes at your response but there's no irritation behind them.

He leans his forehead against mine as I move my hands to rest on his shoulders. "You're lucky I love you." I hum lowly. “I love you too.”

I’m just sharing what I wrote describing it.

Ft. Simping Oliver Wood (is this a surprise to anyone)

Oliver heard the loud, slow thumps that came from the stairwell of the old two-story bungalow and couldn’t help but smirk over his mug of cocoa. His wife was awake.

Quaffle, their chocolate lab, heard her too. He went from his sprawled out position on Oliver’s feet to his paws in almost an instant, scrambling off to the stairs. His happy barking echoed throughout the house.

“Quaff, get off! Ace, call your damn dog!”

Oliver snorted and let out a low whistle. The canine came back, followed by the creature he married.

Radiant in the mornings was less than that. Significantly. Her red hair went in every direction and was tangled in hundreds of knots, while the sand in her eyes could fill up a small beach. 

Last night, like most nights, she had fallen asleep in one of Oliver’s shirts, despite the fact that he had just done laundry for her and himself. Though, he had to admit seeing her in Puddlemere blue and gold was an attractive site.

You need balls to play Quidditch.

summary: you and Cedric go to the beach

warnings: none

Authors note: this is my first fanfic that I have written, so I hope you like it. Sorry it’s a little short. Also i think I made Y/N gender neutral? This is before the fourth book.

Sitting on my bed staring out the window, it was a beautiful day. It was the middle of summer, and it just gets better everyday until we go back to Hogwarts.

“Do you want to go outside?” I asked my friend Cedric who was sitting on the floor reading a book.

He looked up. “Sure,” Cedric said, closing his book and leaning back on his hands. Cedric looked lost in thought. “Where would we go?” he inquired, focusing back onto me.

I looked off for a moment, “We could go swimming,” I suggested.

 Cedric brightened at my idea “Yeah! We could go surfing, I know a great little beach-”

“ No!,” I said, cutting him off with wide eyes.

He looked confused. I pulled my knees to my chest. “I mean, uh, I… don’t even have a board.”

“You could borrow one of mine, if you want,” Cedric said, giving me a puzzled look. He knew I was lying. But he didn’t know why. “Y/N,” Cedric said, moving closer, with a serious but slightly curious expression.“Is there something you're not telling me?” he asked.

“No.” I said fast. The room felt tense.

“Ok,” Cedric said, putting up his hands, deciding not to push it. The room's atmosphere relaxed. He put his hands down and said “when do you want to go?”

“We could go right now,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Ok, we’re going to have to go to my house real quick though,” Cedric said, getting up and grabbing his jacket off the floor with him.

“Ok,” I said quietly. Grabbing my gear, I realized Cedric was staring at me with a look of concentration, like he’s trying to figure something out. He left the room so I could change afterwards.

Once I was done we walked out of my apartment building, with a pack on my back. Taking my glorious way of transportation; my bike, I followed Cedric to his house. 

“I’ll be back,” he said when we got there, kicking down the stand. He didn’t take long and came out with a pack of his own holding a. He changed into a tank top and his swim shorts. Cedric got on his bike. Once again following him this time to the beach he was talking about.

Riding my bike always gives me peace, the wind in my hair, the distant noise of birds, the view. I’d go biking over flying on brooms anyday. I feel free riding, always have.

We arrived there in no time, locking our bikes on the railing. I had to give him credit, It was a nice beach. It was like rocky meets sand in a perfect way; it was peaceful, not a lot of people were here and that made me relax. I’m not a fan of lots of people in one place.

We set up a blanket and we stripped down to our swimsuits. Cedric brought out a Quaffle he took from the school and we started to play volleyball in the water, let’s just say I crushed him by a million points. He was a poor loser and picked me up. I squealed as he proceeded to throw me into the water. 

It was quiet for a moment before I came up for air squirting salt water at him. The salt from the water was bitter on my tongue. I laughed, slashing more water at his dry skin. He had a feral look on his face just before he splashed me with a giant wave. I just started a war by accident, and I was losing hard core. Y/N, you idiot. 

The war continued for a while until I caught him off guard by tackling him into the water. We laughed when we reached the surface, still holding each other. I looked into his eyes, Cedric's eyes were a beautiful shade of blue. Like the ocean, calm and warm burning with desire. He was holding me close, and he was so warm. I wanted him to hold me forever.

He’s your best friend, physically and emotionally. He probably doesn’t feel the same way. With that thought I cleared my throat. Cedric let go of me immediately without telling me, his eyes leaving mine. I fell into the water not ready when he let go. Gasping when my head popped up from the water. He apologised, helping me up.

We went to our little camp and dried off. We were a little hungry, luckily we brought food. I got peaches and two cans of cola, and Cedric brought leftovers from last night. We chatted, and he tried apologising again for dropping me in the water. I was still a little annoyed. We were the only ones there now. Eating the peaches instead of eating the food he brought.

“If you don’t mind me asking, why didn’t you want to surf?” he asked, looking at me with the expression he has when he’s serious. Crap.

“Uh, I don’t want to talk about that,” I dismissed, looking down. 

“Y/N please tell me,” he pleaded, giving me the puppy dog eyes that make me melt. Damn you Cedric!

 “Cedric.. I- I don’t- I can’t,” I stuttered not being able to speak over the title wave of grief that hit me like a ton of bricks. 

“I love you, if you don’t want to tell me that’s okay, but if you want to I’ll be right here for you if you need me,” Cedric said, letting it go a bit. Holding my hand with a look that made my heart stop. Did he just say he loved me? 

“Well you know my dad?” I said, looking down. Tears welled in my eyes thinking of him.

“Yeah,” Cedric nodded.

“He.. he didn’t leave me when I was nine, he.. He died in a grindylow attack while he was out on the water with me out on his surfboard trying to teach me how to surf,” I said, sniffling and just about to cry.

Before I could wipe away my tears Cedric lifted my head, his index finger under my chin and wiped my tears with his thumb. He pulled me into his chest, hugging me tight while I cried my heart out. My tears dripped onto his shoulder. He kept whispering comforting words into my ears. He pulled me onto his lap so he could hold me closer. Telling me to let it all out. I sobbed for what felt like hours until I finally stopped. He never let me go, he just kept his hold on me. It was comforting, I felt safe.

“Did you mean what you said? About you loving me?” I said, hoping I didn’t ruin the mood, remembering what he said.

He inhaled, then he exhaled.

“I was hoping you wouldn’t remember that.. I wanted to tell you properly, but I really do love you Y/N, ever since I saw you on the Hogwarts train. When you walked into my compartment all shy and cute, your hair was shorter, I couldn’t stop staring at you, you were and still are the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen. So yes I meant it with all my heart, I give it to you,” he poured out to me, twisting to see me better.

My heart sang. I didn’t know what to say. So I turned to kiss him. I tried to pour all my passion into that kiss. Sparks flew when we touched lips. He tasted sweet from the peaches we ate. We got into a better position with me straddling his lap, our lips still connected. When we parted we were both out of breath. Cheeks flushed. His eyes were swimming with so much love and adoration.

“Does this mean you love me too?” Cedric asked. Hands on my waist.

“Yes, I love you Cedric Diggory,” I breathed out, happier than ever to finally tell him my true feelings.

03/13 Quotes: Tori Wood to Jefferson Moran

“You aren’t injuring someone. No.”