Quidditch Positions Novels & Stories

I hope we get to live it out together after all this. ‘See you on the other side,’ I reply through the mind-link, stepping closer and nuzzling into him. I rub the length of my body along his and he nips my flank as I scamper away to take my spot with our team, already in formation. We’ve been over this time and time again- what positions to hold, how our defense will be coordinated. So many times that now it’s practically second nature. I tip my head to Davis and Casey, two squad members on our team that will be flanking me, as I take my position. It’s quiet. Eerily quiet. Not even the breeze dares to blow through my fur as I crouch down closer to the snow, my thick undercoat keeping me warm

unless they were photographed at a private event, which is sometimes can't be helped. Before Orius left to warm up with his team. He told me that he holds the position 1. Position 1 is known as an attacking offensive player, similar to a striker in soccer or forward in hockey. Hard and accurate hitters of the ball, their prime aim is to score but when defending, they also have the responsibility of looking after the opposition’s position 3 player. I have been standing for quite sometime that I can feel my feet hurting. When I look down on my feet, I realize that I still got myself a bruise and fresh wound even though I am not suppose to have any because espadrilles is comfortable to wear mos

Still, I hope today would be different and they would favor me even for once. "The third position goes to..." My toes twirl in anticipation and nervousness at the same time. The gods! Don't make me a laughing stock. Please! "Mirabel Grey and Sutton Fierce." The gods. Please. I wait eagerly as she calls the ninth position. And then the Eight. And then the Seventh. And the fifth. And the sixth. I offer Aurora a small supportive smile as her group emerges the fifth position and she simply replies with a shrug that shows she doesn't care less.