*Chapter 10*
I tend to rush things, please tell me if I do.
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Yasmin walked out of the dungeons with a rather sulky Emma next to her. Snape had gotten to her during Potions. Emma had a talent and liking for making potions and knew her stuff so well, that she seldom made mistakes, which left very little opportunity for Snape to pick on her. Snape was irritated by this and tried whenever he could, to find fault with Emma, and after weeks of trying, he finally got what he wanted.
"It's not fair! Snape gave me detention for just knocking my cauldron over, and it wasn't even my fault! Mapin pushed it on purpose!" Emma said sulkily.
"Snape's just biased, and he's been trying to find fault with you for weeks since you never seem to do anything wrong in his class." Yasmin assured, and added, "You don't even talk, unlike all the other classes where you'd be bugging me non-stop."
"Potions would have been my favourite subject if it wasn't for Snape." Emma mumbled.
"We have to hurry or we'll be late for our flying lesson." Yasmin said as they walked quickly to the common room.
Once in the Gryffindor common room, they rushed to their dorms in a hurry to put their books. Once they did, they rushed down and ran out of the common room, taking no notice of anybody.
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Yasmin and Emma ran to the quidditch pitch, where the other Gryffindors and Slytherins were. Many of them were chattering, while some Gryffindors were exchanging hateful glances with the Slytherins. But among all these students, Madam Hooch was nowhere to be seen. Yasmin could hear Emma give a loud sigh of relief as she too, realized that Madam Hooch had not yet arrived.
"Look, Geller and Potter late again?" Lisa sneered. Yasmin gave her a tight sarcastic smile and walked away, not wanting any trouble. Emma walked next to Yasmin, mumbling angrily under her breath, she was still cross with Lisa for whatever that had happened in potions.
"Ignore her." Yasmin advised Emma, and watched her calm down a little before changing the subject, "Why do you think Hooch is taking so long?"
"I don't know. Maybe she herself is getting detention from Snape for knocking over a cauldron." Emma answered sarcastically and dropped to the ground.
"Oh, come of it." Yasmin said, sitting next to Emma, getting slightly irritated. "What done is done, there's no point in whining over some spilled potion."
"That phrase sounds familiar." Emma said before looking down at the grass. "Sorry for being such a whiny idiot. I bet you're really irritated."
"Who wouldn't be?" Yasmin answered truthfully. Emma gave her a funny look before turning her head as she saw Madam Hooch approaching at the corner of her eye.
Emma nudged Yasmin before standing up. The other students stood up too, when they realized that Madam Hooch had arrived. The sight of something trailing Madam Hooch aroused excited whispers among the students, which became louder as the thing became more apparent as it got closer and was recognized as a bunch of broomsticks and a bag.
"Gather around." Madam Hooch instructed. The students gathered excitedly around her as she laid the broomsticks and bag on the ground. "Due to your impressive improvements in flying, I've decided to try something new. I've decided to let you play a game of Quidditch for this lesson." She said, smiling slightly. The excited whispers were aroused once again.
"Sweet!" Yasmin exclaimed as Emma and many others jumped up and down in excitement. Madam Hooch had to wait for the excitement to die down before she could continue.
"We would only need seven players, but since there are ten of you on each team, each and every one of you will have to take turns playing. The players will be changed every fifteen minutes." Madam Hooch explained. "Everyone got that?" Twenty heads nodded eagerly in reply.
The game began; Yasmin caught the quaffle thrown by Alex Jones, a fellow Gryffindor and passed it on to Emma, who flew straight for the middle hoop but let go of the quaffle when she was almost knocked off her broom. Lisa, who had made the bludger fly towards Emma, sniggered as she watched another Slytherin, grab the falling Quaffle.
They continued playing, changing players and positions every fifteen minutes. The game was fun; Yasmin and Emma had a great time even with Lisa trying to dampen their spirits. It was the last fifteen minutes; Yasmin had taken the position as a chaser, again, while Emma, who had played too much, watched from below. They didn't think that Lisa could get them into any real trouble, which was an underestimation.
************************************************************************ Bah. Its short.
I tend to rush things, please tell me if I do.
Thanks for the reviews. ****************************************************************************
Yasmin walked out of the dungeons with a rather sulky Emma next to her. Snape had gotten to her during Potions. Emma had a talent and liking for making potions and knew her stuff so well, that she seldom made mistakes, which left very little opportunity for Snape to pick on her. Snape was irritated by this and tried whenever he could, to find fault with Emma, and after weeks of trying, he finally got what he wanted.
"It's not fair! Snape gave me detention for just knocking my cauldron over, and it wasn't even my fault! Mapin pushed it on purpose!" Emma said sulkily.
"Snape's just biased, and he's been trying to find fault with you for weeks since you never seem to do anything wrong in his class." Yasmin assured, and added, "You don't even talk, unlike all the other classes where you'd be bugging me non-stop."
"Potions would have been my favourite subject if it wasn't for Snape." Emma mumbled.
"We have to hurry or we'll be late for our flying lesson." Yasmin said as they walked quickly to the common room.
Once in the Gryffindor common room, they rushed to their dorms in a hurry to put their books. Once they did, they rushed down and ran out of the common room, taking no notice of anybody.
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Yasmin and Emma ran to the quidditch pitch, where the other Gryffindors and Slytherins were. Many of them were chattering, while some Gryffindors were exchanging hateful glances with the Slytherins. But among all these students, Madam Hooch was nowhere to be seen. Yasmin could hear Emma give a loud sigh of relief as she too, realized that Madam Hooch had not yet arrived.
"Look, Geller and Potter late again?" Lisa sneered. Yasmin gave her a tight sarcastic smile and walked away, not wanting any trouble. Emma walked next to Yasmin, mumbling angrily under her breath, she was still cross with Lisa for whatever that had happened in potions.
"Ignore her." Yasmin advised Emma, and watched her calm down a little before changing the subject, "Why do you think Hooch is taking so long?"
"I don't know. Maybe she herself is getting detention from Snape for knocking over a cauldron." Emma answered sarcastically and dropped to the ground.
"Oh, come of it." Yasmin said, sitting next to Emma, getting slightly irritated. "What done is done, there's no point in whining over some spilled potion."
"That phrase sounds familiar." Emma said before looking down at the grass. "Sorry for being such a whiny idiot. I bet you're really irritated."
"Who wouldn't be?" Yasmin answered truthfully. Emma gave her a funny look before turning her head as she saw Madam Hooch approaching at the corner of her eye.
Emma nudged Yasmin before standing up. The other students stood up too, when they realized that Madam Hooch had arrived. The sight of something trailing Madam Hooch aroused excited whispers among the students, which became louder as the thing became more apparent as it got closer and was recognized as a bunch of broomsticks and a bag.
"Gather around." Madam Hooch instructed. The students gathered excitedly around her as she laid the broomsticks and bag on the ground. "Due to your impressive improvements in flying, I've decided to try something new. I've decided to let you play a game of Quidditch for this lesson." She said, smiling slightly. The excited whispers were aroused once again.
"Sweet!" Yasmin exclaimed as Emma and many others jumped up and down in excitement. Madam Hooch had to wait for the excitement to die down before she could continue.
"We would only need seven players, but since there are ten of you on each team, each and every one of you will have to take turns playing. The players will be changed every fifteen minutes." Madam Hooch explained. "Everyone got that?" Twenty heads nodded eagerly in reply.
The game began; Yasmin caught the quaffle thrown by Alex Jones, a fellow Gryffindor and passed it on to Emma, who flew straight for the middle hoop but let go of the quaffle when she was almost knocked off her broom. Lisa, who had made the bludger fly towards Emma, sniggered as she watched another Slytherin, grab the falling Quaffle.
They continued playing, changing players and positions every fifteen minutes. The game was fun; Yasmin and Emma had a great time even with Lisa trying to dampen their spirits. It was the last fifteen minutes; Yasmin had taken the position as a chaser, again, while Emma, who had played too much, watched from below. They didn't think that Lisa could get them into any real trouble, which was an underestimation.
************************************************************************ Bah. Its short.