Chapter three. I'm going to change it back in 3rd person Pov. If you liked Emily's Pov let me know so I can change it again.
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'Ahhhhh. I can't do this. I don't know why. I was ok before what happened now?' Emily screamed.
'Hey hey some people are trying to sleep here!' Blair said to her best friend while covering her head with a pillow.
'It's not time for bed!' she said pulling the pillow out of Blair's face.
'Yeah it's just 5 o'clock in the morning' she said with a groan. 'and why are you up at this time you're usually sleeping like a baby at 5 o'clock.'
Emily through a pillow at her. 'Once you're pulling the pillow and the next moment you're throwing me one. What's wrong with you?'
'Well I'm friends with you so something has to be wrong with me.' Now Blair was the one who threw the pillow this time. 'Oh come on its not time for a pillow fight.' Emily said
'You never told me why you woke me up so I don't think that I can help you.'
'Oliver asked me if I wanted to practice with him today for the try outs .' she sighed
'So?' Blair frowned her eyebrows
'So I'm terrified because I'm not good at Quidditch and I'm going to screw it up and then he will not want to hang out with me anymore and...' she paused to take a deep breath.
'Em, you're overeacting. And why you became so nervous about Wood now? I mean you are fine when you hang out with him on daily basis. Why is that different?' She asked
'Cause that is Quidditch. Quidditch is his passion, his life. If he sees what a terrible player I am he...'
'You're a perfect player Emily. Stop telling yourself otherwise. We both know that you are terrific in Quidditch and especially as a chaser.' Emily lowered her head. Blair stood up and went to sit next to her best friend. 'hey, you're going to do great today. If Wood thinks you're not good enough to hang out with him then he doesn't deserve to hang out with you honey. And also I'm going to fucking kick his arse.'
Emily chuckled. She looked at her best friend. 'Thank you' she said.
'I'm just doing my job.' Blair said. 'Now let's get dressed and go to the common room. It's too late to fall asleep again.' Emily checked her watch. It was 6 o'clock already. Wow this conversation took longer than she thought. She grabbed her clothes and went to the shower to get ready.
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It was lunch time and Emily was more nervous than before. Of course the conversation with Blair helped a lot but it was like she had forgotten everything. While she was eating a specific Gryffindor came and sat next to her.
'Hey Lewis. It's still up for today, isn't it? Oliver said with his usual smile
'Yeah I guess. Are you sure that the pitch is going to be empty? We would be both dead if they found out that you're helping me.' she said being anxious.
'Yeah I've checked it.' he chuckled.
'Hey lovebirds' Blair said. Oliver's eyes widen and Emily chocked in her water. 'I'm just kidding don't die' Blair laughed.
'If you'll excuse me' Oliver said 'I have to make sure everything is ready for our practice. Nice to see you Blair and I'll see you later Lewis.'
'Bye Wood' they both said in unison.
Emily waited till he left the great hall. 'What was that about?' she said looking at her best friend like she just killed someone.
'Revenge.' she smirked
'For what?'
'For Diagon Alley'
'Oh come on' Emily said leaving her goblet of water on the table.
'so now you care about it? Weren't you the girl who said "we're just friends"?' Blair said mocking Emily
'Yeah we are, but now he's going to think I want something more'
'Yeah like you don't.' Blair chuckled.
'You're unbelievable. I'm going to practice. Bye Blair.'
'Bye Mrs Wood' Blair said and Emily gave her a death glare. She bursed into laughter. Emily left her there and started her way to the Quidditch Pitch.
She was still at the wooden bridge when she saw Oliver flying around in the Pitch. She smiled to herself and ran to the changing room. She put her hair on a ponytail and wore her quidditch robes. She grabbed her broomstick and went inside the field. Oliver saw her and went near her still in the air.
'I don't think I've ever seen you with a ponytail.' He said raising his eyebrow.
'Because I never wore it like that before. I do it just for Quidditch.'
'Well it suits you.' He said making her blush. 'Now how good are your flying skills.'
'I don't know. I mean I've flyed before and I can be fast but it's been a while.'
'Up for a race?'
'What? Really? I mean you are the best Quidditch player, you obviously are going to win.' she said and Oliver's eyes widen. He knew he was a good Quidditch player and he was so passionate about it, but hearing it from Emily... That was different. He tried hard to hide his blush and continued.
'Oh come on, you'll be a Quidditch player too in a couple of days.' he said and she looked away.
'I'm not going to take it, the position...'
'Stop being so negative and get on your broom' he said making her chuckle.
'Why do you believe in me?' She asked looking at him 'You've never even seen me fly before'
'My instinct is never wrong' he smirked and she laughed.
'Fine' she said and rode her broom. She kicked the floor and in the next moment she was flying next to Oliver.
'Ready?' she nodded. 'three, two, one, GO'
He got Emily by surprise when he started speeding. She caught the signal and went after him. In some seconds they were next to each other still speeding. Emily turned and smirked at him while going forward. His eyes wide open from that moment. He never thought that she would be faster than him. They both reduced speed and stopped at the center of the field.
'and I was right.' he laughed. 'You are incredible!'
'Thank you but I'm not better than you.' she said trying to hide the huge blush on her face.
'Although you can be.' he said 'Now let's go and try your throws. As a chaser you must have a good aim.' he threw the Quaffle to her. 'Ready?'
'Let's do this.' she smirked.
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