Post by Elienp on Nov 17, 2011 10:25:58 GMT -8
Title: It wasn't a so good opportunity
Rating: T
Warning: None
Words: 288
Summary: Fred should think twice before speaking.
Never had Fred been in the pitch without a club before, never had he held another post than the one of beater either and, he was understanding it while racing after the tiny ball, never should he have volunteered to try.
Harry being sick, the team were to train without its seeker, but Fred had seen in it an opportunity he couldn't miss. He'd be the seeker, only for this time, because he was dying to try this post besides, it'd be a good occasion for George to improve his concentration by looking out for the bludgers alone.
Though his brother wasn't thrilled by the idea, he hadn't complained, knowing how much Fred dreamed to catch the snitch once in his life, that it was during a training didn't matter.
Fred hadn't stopped to jump, excited like a kid before Christmas, happy until he had to take his new position. His role, his place, his strategy, everything was different, of course he knew it would, but he hadn't thought it'd be so hard to adapt to.
He wasn't used to waiting for the ball to cross his sight, thus randomly flying among his team-mates while they were all focused on their task.
Unfortunately, to search for the snitch quickly bored him and, habits dying hard, he started to follow the bludgers instead, paying no more attention to his surroundings.
“The snitch!”
“On your right!”
“Merlin Fred! The Snitch!”
His team-mates suddenly screamed at him.
As he was finally flying after the golden ball, stressed out by the others' cries, threatened by the bludgers of which George couldn't successfully take care alone, Fred swore that, next time Harry would be sick, he'd keep his mouth shut.
Rating: T
Warning: None
Words: 288
Summary: Fred should think twice before speaking.
Never had Fred been in the pitch without a club before, never had he held another post than the one of beater either and, he was understanding it while racing after the tiny ball, never should he have volunteered to try.
Harry being sick, the team were to train without its seeker, but Fred had seen in it an opportunity he couldn't miss. He'd be the seeker, only for this time, because he was dying to try this post besides, it'd be a good occasion for George to improve his concentration by looking out for the bludgers alone.
Though his brother wasn't thrilled by the idea, he hadn't complained, knowing how much Fred dreamed to catch the snitch once in his life, that it was during a training didn't matter.
Fred hadn't stopped to jump, excited like a kid before Christmas, happy until he had to take his new position. His role, his place, his strategy, everything was different, of course he knew it would, but he hadn't thought it'd be so hard to adapt to.
He wasn't used to waiting for the ball to cross his sight, thus randomly flying among his team-mates while they were all focused on their task.
Unfortunately, to search for the snitch quickly bored him and, habits dying hard, he started to follow the bludgers instead, paying no more attention to his surroundings.
“The snitch!”
“On your right!”
“Merlin Fred! The Snitch!”
His team-mates suddenly screamed at him.
As he was finally flying after the golden ball, stressed out by the others' cries, threatened by the bludgers of which George couldn't successfully take care alone, Fred swore that, next time Harry would be sick, he'd keep his mouth shut.
Well done! 
