Novel & Cerita Harry Potter: Quidditch Captain

He was the captain of the hockey team, his name a legacy in these walls. Untouchable. My eyes slowly moved from Zale’s face, meeting Knox’s intense gaze. No one tells you what it is like to have his attention on you. No one says how hard it is to exist under those black eyes that felt like they were drowning you in. There wasn’t anger in his eyes, maybe that would have been easier to decipher. He was cold, yet a chilling amusement swirled in those orbs that lacked depth. I straightened my spine, “If you don’t, I will have the school authority informed,” I said, hoping my voice didn’t give away my fear.

JUSTICE’S POV “What the hell did you think you were doing making Christopher a part of the tryout process?” I winced at Harry’s sharp voice. I was still trying to decide what to wear for the private room match – my favorite jersey that I got from Jackson or the ones the school gave me when I became assistant captain. “Harry, Chris is a key player in the team. Of course he should be part of the tryout process. How else would we be able to choose great new players to be on the team?” I patted his shoulder and he groaned loudly in frustration.

Now they must teach and guide you. Miss. Perry Longford- The house captain of the Fire Team. Mr. Berry James Bentinck- The house captain of the Water Team. Miss. Kathrine Mosley- The house captain for Air Team. Mr. William parker- The house captain for Earth Team." Mr. Noah Longbottom- The house captain of Wind Team"

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

I calmly take in a deep breath before nodding. Few meters ahead and I was standing before the council. Principal Eldor was sitting amidst four strange faces, only one female and Tabitha Crofus -my grandmother is sitting some meters away from them. A sly smile rests on her lips as she looks at me. I return it with my chin up high, setting her aback. "Miss Hermione Crofus, a final year student of Showek's High school is been accused of using her magic wrongly to hurt a fellow student, by name Ketura Crofus..." The man at the extreme end says

Mason uttered. “They are allowed to put traps?” Rhea asked with her eyes wide. “Coach does whatever he Wants" Mason uttered. “I know the ropes of this forest. Kai and I analysed it before coming here so everyone should follow behind me…” “Who's the captain here?” I interrupted his words and he turned to me wuthering a frown. “There are no captains in a scavenger hunt, Zander. We are a team…” “I don't give a fuck, who is the Captain here?” I asked again and he clenched his jaws.

Phoenix said. "Lose? Captain..." Stephen was shocked at his words. They hadn't even dreamed of playing yet, but this captain of theirs wished them a defeat! "The armband is yours, Stephen. Come, take it." Phoenix took off the armband and threw it at the chubby youth. When out on missions as a sorcerer, he was often alone unless he decided to be lax for a while. He really didn't fancy being a captain in a sport he didn't know how to play well.

“What do you like, Harry? Hobby-wise?” “Swimming, chess, golf, horse-riding, horse polo, archery.” He counted on his fingers, lost in thought. “Don’t say lacrosse too,” I said, a smile reaching my eyes, and he looked at me confused. Leo started laughing, “He was the captain of the lacrosse team in high school.” “What’s there to laugh about?” Harry sounded a little irritated and aggressively gulped down the orange juice. “It’s an amazing sport.” “No, it’s boring like every other hobby of yours,” Leo stated with a smug look on his face. “Even Kat thinks that, right?”

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.