Storms Ahead

|Chapter 148 : Disbelief|

"There's no point in you even coming down"

"Flint wants me to"

"But you can't fly"

"He'll probably want me to try to"

"That's a plan for murder, that is" I muttered to Draco as we walked into the pitch, broom in my hand and robes on as I glanced at him amused while we walked over to the group who had turned to us silently when we reached their side

"What?"

"No"

"What?"

"Surely not..."

"Surely not what? What're you talking about?"

"Are you two... getting along?" Flint asked as he stared between us, slightly suspiciously as I glanced to Draco before looking back to Flint

"No, we're still mortal enemies that want to murder each other at any chance we get-"

"I'm not surprised-"

"We know that'll never change"

"Shut up"

"Wait... So this is actually happening?"

"Yes"

"You're tolerating each other?"

"Yes"

"Talking to each other?"

"Yes"

"Getting along?-"

"Yes, Flint-"

"Really?"

"Is it really that hard to believe?" I asked as I stared at him before looking around to the others as they all nodded and I sighed slightly, looking beside Flint, seeing somebody I didn't know as I raised my eyebrow as I nodded to him

"Who's this?"

"Warrington"

"Who now?"

"He'll be our substitute chaser-"

"Why're we getting a substitute? Who said we needed a substitute?"

"She's got a point-"

"Bletchley, you're not even a chaser-"

"I know. And I'm happy because you guys have to do the most work, whereas I just get to hover in front of the goals and do nothing-"

"Why do you do nothing?!-"

"Anyway!" I said loudly, Flint staring at Miles as he stood there with his eyes slightly wide before Flint turned back to me as I looked to Warrington

"So will you be taking Flints place when he leaves?"

"Probably-"

"Good-"

"It sounds like you can't wait to get rid of me"

"I didn't say that"

"But you were thinking it"

"I wasn't actually"

"Oh"

"Yeah bitch-"

"Anyway. Warrington, this is Amelia. Third chaser who is still as small as she was the day she was born"

"I- excuse me?"

"What? It's the truth. You're small-"

"Okay, yes I am. But you're not meant to point stuff like that out"

"Oops. Too late"

"Yeah, just a bit" I said to Adrian as I rolled my eyes at the grin on his face before I turned to Warrington and nodded while he looked at me confused

"I thought seekers were the smallest. She's small enough to be a seeker-"

"Can we please stop talking about the fact that I'm small?! You don't need to keep pointing it out! Fucking hell!"

"But you are small-"

"Oh do shut up" I sighed as I looked at Lucian with pursed lips as he started laughing while I looked at them all, all of them having grins on their faces

"You're all bastards"

"Thanks, Amelia. You're so considerate"

"I know I am"

"Right, well, anyway. Let's get started? Yes?"

"Wait- why aren't you playing, Malfoy?"

"Adrian, are you blind?" I asked as I grabbed Draco's sling and shook it as he swatted my hand away as he sent me a look

"Will you stop? My arm still hurts-"

"Oh stop being dramatic"

"I am not being dramatic-"

"You are-"

"But Flint! Our first game is only a few weeks away"

"It'll be healed by then-"

"Will it though?" I asked as I looked at them before sighing slightly

"October's weather is supposed to be horrendous. The rain is supposed to be-"

"Are we going to pretend he's still in pain so we can avoid a match in the rain?"

"...Yes..."

"I like you're thinking"

"Awh, thanks Miles. What I lack in height I make up for in brain"

"No you don't-"

"Fuck off"