As we get into mid November,we fall into some sort of schedule.

The classes have lost their appeal,and now are boring,and Marcus Flint has the team booked in for the Quidditch Pitch every day after dinner,until 10 minutes before curfew starts.

Today's the Ravenclaw vs Slytherin match,it's the first one we have because we got out of the first one and I'm not playing today.

Flint thinks that I'd be better as a "secret weapon" or a "surprise" that could be used in the Gryffindor match in December.

Or in our last match this year.

So Malfoy's playing against Cho Chang,who from our observations last year,is very easily distracted.Or in some cases quite distracting.

Marcus is wondering up and down the table glancing up as every person walks through the hall.

Eventually,Felicity Davis forces him to sit down,where all of us are sat together as a team.

"What's wrong?"I ask because it's obviously something to do with Quidditch. And we need to beat Ravenclaw today.

Flint looks distressed. "Two of the chasers can't play,today."

"What about the reserves?"Riddle asks as he walks past before taking a seat opposite me.

"One of them woke up with a fever and the other one hasn't turned up-" Flint rolls his eyes as Ashley walks in late. "Well that's one reserve but I'm still missing a chaser,"

Adrian Pucey walks in behind his sister,with his hand in a cast and Flint almost loses it.

"So that's all my chasers apart from two that are practically useless now!"

Both Puceys walk up to the table and Ashley takes a seat next to me.

"Marcus,I'm sorry,the bludger hit it really hard at practice last night,"Adrian apologises,before looking at the rest of us. "Can any of you reserves play chaser?"

I grab a coffee.

"Weasley."

"Yeah?"

"Are you any good at playing chaser?"

"I think I am,I can play,it's just not my top position,"

Flint lets out a relieved sigh. "If we win this match, I'll owe you so much,"

"I guess I could play?"

"Please do!"Adrian half begs.

Ashley leans towards me. "Look at us both playing in the first match this year,"She whispers.

"This is gonna feel weird,I've never actually played in a proper match as a chaser before," I whisper back.

"You'll be fine,Em," Ashley says reassuringly. "Come on let's head down to the changing rooms,"

The team begins to file out and I grab 2 slices of toast to eat on the way down.

We don't get a proper speech for once. But I guess the words we do hear are pretty encouraging in their own way.

"Captains shake hands,"Madame Hooch says, and Flint and Davies grab each others hands and shake with a brief nod.

"Players mount your brooms,"Hooch calls out and all the players quickly rise.

The whistle blows and Ashley dives down and is millimetres away from grabbing the quaffle before some Ravenclaw player grabs it.

They turn back before grinning at Ashley before slamming into Graham Montague,who takes it.

"And the game has begun!" Lee Jordans loud voice announces. "The quaffle is instantly taken into the possession of the Ravenclaw team, before Boot slams into a troll-"

The whole Slytherin section starts making a ruckus.

"JORDAN!"

"My bad professor. Now Montague is flying down the pitch at an faster speed before throwing it to Weasley. And she's throwing it into the left hoop- never mind she feinted left and Weasley snags the first 10 points of the match. It's 10-0 to the Snakes!"

Both Montague and Flint are already grinning,and I feel a smile of my own spreading across my face.

Many goals later the score is 100-40 to Slytherin and the bludgers are in possession of our beaters.

"And Bletchley misses! Ravenclaw score another 10 points."

Ashley grabs the quaffle and is flying down the pitch when 2 of the Ravenclaw chasers slam into her side.

"Riddle.Pucey.Weasley."Flint and Montague yell at the same time,and Riddle aims the bludger at Ashley,who throws the quaffle upwards to me and then drops a few dozen feet. The Ravenclaw chaser bash shoulders.

The bludger slams into both of the Ravenclaw chasers and we can hear the impact from metres away.

"Now that was one of the best ways I've seen someone get out of a Parkins Pincer and injure the chasers too."Jordan announces about 30 seconds later,probably in a state of shock.

Flint and Montague let out identical yells of joy.

"Good shot,"I yell and Riddle grins in response.

I fly down the pitch narrowly dodging a bludger before scoring again.

"Slytherin scores again,"Lee Jordan says,in the dullest voice ever.

"Slytherin.Slytherin.Slytherin." Our section chants and I'm loving this too much right now.

Me,Ashley and Montague score a few more times bring our score to a grand 270-70.

Malfoy is taking the piss though.He can't capture a snitch and we need a larger difference in points to beat Hufflepuff in the league.

If Malfoy catches the snitch now then we'd be at 420-70 and Hufflepuff was at 260 points,which we had already beaten. Gryffindor was at 110 points,Harry partly to fault for that,which left us in the lead,regardless of Malfoy catching the snitch or not.

"Malfoy catch the snitch,I need a break,"Ashley yells at the blonde.

But Malfoy is already diving,his arm outstretched to try and catch the snitch.

"It looks like Malfoy has spotted the snitch he's right behind it, with Chang is a little behind on her broom. If Malfoy catches the snitch,Slytherin will be far ahead in the Quidditch Leaderboard,"

Even the other players have stopped playing,all eyes are on Malfoy and Chang.

Then a bludger comes out of nowhere,and Riddle and Urqhart are too slow to try and block it,and it hits Malfoys broom,giving him that extra push that he needed and his hand wraps around the snitch.

He tumbles of his broom and lands on the ground, and his hand opens to reveal the snitch.

"And Malfoy catches the snitch. Bad luck Ravenclaw,good luck in your next match,"

The second we land on the Quidditch Pitch we're running towards the others,even the reserves running in,not giving a thought to our brooms and we're laughing. And then we're having a large group hug.

"Weasley you were brilliant!"Flint laughs and I smile.

"She was,I've never seen a chaser who isn't a chaser play so well!"Adrian adds.

"Well done Malfoy,"Flint says as Malfoy walks towards us.

Echoes of 'well done' and 'you actually caught it' flood around us.

"Nice game Weasley,"Riddle says,holding out his hand.

And I don't know why I did it,probably because I was feeling the thrill of winning my first match,but I shook it.

"And to you too Riddle,that shot at the chasers was perfect."

He grins. "The first shot you scored was well played too."

I smile in response.

"Party in the Common Room in an hour,4th years and above only,unless you're Draco,Mattheo,Emily or Ashley,"Bletchley yells.

Okay let's be very honest here-

How the actual fuck do you write a chapter on a Quidditch match?
Like what even is this chapter

Also I'm actually updating this regularly what the heck?