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Our first match. Ginny and I and the rest of the Hollyhead Harpies were excited while getting ready to fly on the quidditch pitch. I was so happy I had made it to this legendary team with Ginny Weasley from my year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"You nervous?" Ginny smiled wildly
"Extremely, it should be fine though right?" I smiled sheepishly back, while tightening my brown boots.
"Why els would we get picked?" Ginny said with confidence.

The changing room door slammed open and a short plump woman with red fiery hair walked with her arms wide open.
"Oh Ginny dear, I'm so proud of you!" She exclaimed and hugged around the taller girls waist
"Mum!" Ginny groaned but still hugged her back. The short woman looked around the room then yelled towards the door
"Everyone is decent boys!" And with that command 6 men walked in, all tall and ginger with freckles across their pale skin.

"Alright sis" one of the men with long hair, much like Ginny's, smiled
"Bill!" Ginny exclaimed and hugged her older brother, which cased every other Weasley to pile on.
"We knew you were going to grow up an amazing young lady" Arthur Weasley said with kind and proud eyes, patting his daughter on the shoulder with care.
"What about me en dad?" George laughed, and that laugh cased me to freeze.

George looked over at me and smiled sweetly to which I returned the effort with a half hearted smile. Every time George Weasley was in mind or conversation I was always reminded of that awful day.

I was only young, sweet, and I never wanted any harm. However one group of Slytherin girls had different ideas, they pushed me, kicked me, jinxed me, for only one reason, so they could laugh. Believe me I liked to laugh, everyone I wanted to keep in my life were funny, even that red haired crush I had. It was fine though, for the most part. I thought it wouldn't have gone too far until one night in the great hall, everyone was enjoying their lovely warm meals provided by the house elves. I was happy, laughing with friends, but then it happened.
"I would like everyone's attention!" A rodent looking Slytherin with silver hair screeched causing everyone to look towards her. She stood on her seat and held up a book, it had a blue cover and was a bit warn, suddenly my stomach dropped as I realised what was going on. I couldn't do anything about it, I had to just sit there and listen to the Slytherin girls giggle.
"Y/n l/n has wrote the most beautiful things, and I would like to share them with you" she smirked opening the book to its back pages. I felt my stomach turn, and my vision began to blur. "The fiery haired lion" she began. I knew who this poem was about, and I'm sure once she read it so would everyone els. The poem was read but I couldn't listen, my ears were ringing and my head was foggy. All I could hear was laughter from everyone except my friends who looked at me with pity or yelled in protest. I looked over to the Weasley twins, Fred laughed but George looked sorry and kept elbowing his brother to stop his reaction. At that moment I know that George understood who it was discussing.

You shook the bad memories out of your head and done what you had been doing for the past however many years, which was suppress all bad experiences and feelings, who said that wasn't healthy.
You were now out there on the field, in the air. The crowd roared and a wave of pride went over you. You couldn't believe you were standing there with that golden talon on your chest and those green robes. You were chosen for a reason, and it was time to show that reason.
You were a chaser on the team, so was Ginny. It was important to be strong, fast, and gave good concentration.

You were tied so far, depending who caught the snitch, but even with that You wouldn't be satisfied if you won on the snitch alone. You could tell Ginny thought the same thing, the way she kept her head in the game the whole time. She's scary when she's playing. It was your first game, and first impression.
"Y/n!" Ginny yelled and hurled a ball towards you, You caught it firmly with one hand and the other team had missed it only by a bit. You kept throwing it towards one another until you got close enough that you were confident you'd get this goal.
It was now down to you. You took a deep breath and sent it to the goals. You breath began to become heavier, as the anticipation got to you. The quaffle flew towards the keeper, and he missed it only by his finger tips you got the point! Then as if on queue the speakers roared "She's caught the snitch, Holyhead Harpies win!" The crowd went wild and your smile just kept getting brighter and brighter. You won, your first game and you nailed it.
Your team basked in the glory for a while until you went back to the changing rooms to get read.

You finished changing into fresh clothes, you're hair was clean and your face was clear. You were glowing. You walked out of the changing room, and saw George leaning on a wall, waiting.
"Ginny should be out soon" you informed kindly
"I wasn't waiting for her" George shook his head standing up and walking closer towards you.
"Oh, sorry I just thought-" you rambled
"I was waiting for you" he interrupted, your eyes widened and you almost choked on your own breath.
"Me?" You whispered. He smiled down and you and cured your face in your hands, and with out any warning he smashed his lips onto yours. The kiss was desperate, as though he was looking for so much more than a kiss or anything els physical, he was looking for the rest of you. This day had been like some sort of pipe dream to you that you could hardly stand.
He broke a way and took a breath "you have no idea how long I've waited to do that" she laughed in relief
"I think I have an idea" you replied.