|The Quidditch Match
Author: boshrocks PM
The boys are arrogant and the girls are annoyed. The girls come up with a way to end the smug smirks and boasts. Read on to find out how. review pleaseRated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Draco M. & OC - Chapters: 10 - Words: 11,835 - Reviews: 53 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 04-22-07 - Published: 09-28-06 - id: 3173791
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Hermione hated it when the boys had won a quidditch match and got all gloaty and arrogant about it. She had to sit there and listen to them go on and on about the spectacular moves they had pulled on the pitch. It was all so boring. If only there was a way to wipe the smiles off their faces.
Ginny and Pansy were also bored. They were being forced to sit still and listen to Draco rant about how horribly they had been beaten and how they would have won if they had done this and that differently.
"For fuck's sake, Draco! If you think you could have won with those moves then you should have bloody well used them! That way you wouldn't be complaining so much about it." Ginny cracked, and shouted. "Come on Pansy we have better things to do than listen to Draco moaning when he's not in bed with us."
All the girls met in the entrance hall looking thoroughly pissed off.
"Damn Boys!" Hermione yelled.
"What is it about sport that makes them so bloody arrogant?" Pansy asked.
"We don't act like they do after we've won." Alicia said looking at Katie Bell for confirmation. Angelina had left the previous year and Oliver Wood with her.
Katie shook her head and looked annoyed. She and Alicia had just been forced to listen to their boyfriends, Fred and George boast about the amazing game they had just had.
"You know what we should do? We should give them a taste of their own medicine." Ginny piped up.
"How? We sabotage their next game or something?" Pansy said.
"One better. Come on girls lets work a plan."
"Where are we going Ginny?" Hermione questioned curiously.
"Somewhere where we can't be overheard. We don't want the boys over hearing us. Where is the one place apart from our dorms where they shouldn't go?"
"The girls bathroom!" they all chorused and hurried off.
A few days later Dumbledore called for silence at dinner.
"Can I have your attention for a moment please? I have some rather interesting news. We are presented with an opportunity to bridge the inter house quidditch gap. To all male quidditch players you are cordially challenged to a quidditch match by an unknown team, who will be revealed to you on the day. All the regular rules apply and the winner gets a new cup. A new tradition is being born at Hogwarts, my friends and I know it will be a hit. The match will take place on the 13th of November. You will have to assemble a team and no female players are allowed. Believe me when I say you will have to train hard and get along with each other to beat this team. Good luck to you all."
The boys failed to notice the winks that were exchanged between the girls.
Over the next few days the girls separated themselves form their male counterparts. They refused to sit with them in lessons and at mealtimes they monopolised the tables on one half of the hall and scared the boys off with death glares if they dared to sit with them. They refused to talk to the boys and any attempts to get them to help with homework blew up in the boys faces. This exile was making the boys very nervous and they couldn't for the life of them remember what they had done to make the girls so mad.
The girls revelled in it however and gave the boys the cold shoulder. They certainly weren't about to tell the boys why they were being so secretive.