James Potter and the Marauders BOOK 4

James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew are in their fourth year at Hogwarts. *if this is the first fanfiction you read of me, please read the previous 3 books of James Potter and the Marauders. if there are any mistakes in it you can tell me. English isn't my native language*


5. mini match

James' p.o.v:

A week later, Remus and Peter stayed over at my house as well. Remus arrived a couple of minutes before Peter. My parents had to go to work so we had the house for ourselves. "Moony! Wormtail!" I yelled when they entered. "Ssht!" Remus whispered. "What? Nobody's here. Don't worry about it." Like it was planned, the cat entered the room. Sirius turned into a black dog and growled at it. The cat looked angry but left. Remus Peter and I laughed and Sirius turned into a human again. "What was that for?" I asked Sirius. "I'm a dog, Prongs. I don't like cats." Sirius answered; I just rolled my eyes. "Prongs, is it true?" Asked Peter; I raised my eyebrow. "Did you sleep at Lily's house?" clarified Remus. "How do you know? I didn't even tell you?" I asked; Sirius raised his hand slowly. "Guilty..." "You've got to be kidding me..." "What happened?" asked Peter. "Nothing special, really. Guys, tell me you brought your broomstick. I want to play quidditch." We grabbed our broomsticks and went to the hills to play Quiddtitch. It was quiet warm outside, but not too warm to play Quidditch. "Padfoot and Prongs, you are not going to play together." warned Remus. "What? Why not?" replied Sirius. "You know why. It's unfair for Wormtail and I." Sirius and I sighed. "Fine, who do you pick then, Remus?" I said. "You." Remus said; pointing at me. "Oh, c'mon!" Peter was clearly disappointed. "Don't worry Wormtail, we can switch teams the next game." Because our teams have only two players, we only play with the Quaffle. It's a good practice for me. When I was a kid, my dad and I made the three goals for each team ourselves. They're still here, so it's almost a real match. After ten minutes, I caught the Quaffle. I raced to the goal that Sirius defended. I scored. "Nice one, Prongs!" Remus shouted. Peter flew next to me. I passed the quaffle to him so he gets a chance. But even then, he dropped the Quaffle. "Wormtail, maybe we should change. Then, you can be the Keeper." Sirius said; Peter nodded and they changed. Remus caught the Quaffle. He passed it to me. Yet, Sirius  was flying right infront of me. He's about to fly to the right, so I went to the left. But apparently he tricked me because he suddenly took the Quaffle from me. He flew very fast to Remus who was now the Keeper. Sirius threw the Quaffle. Remus did caught it, but Sirius threw it so hard that Remus fell down. We all flew towards him asap.

Remus' p.o.v.:

I fell down on the ground, still holding the Quaffle. "Remus, are you alright?" I tried to get up but I felt really dizzy. Then, everything became dark. I woke up in James' couch. His parents were also standing around me. Now, I could get up. "Are you alright?" asked mrs Potter. "Yes, I think so. Just a few bruises." I knew anything was broken. "What exactly happened?" asked mister Potter. "We were playing Quidditch and Remus was the Keeper. I threw the Quaffle at him. Usually, I'm a beater so I guess I threw harder than you should as a Chaser... I'm sorry Remus." Sirius explained and apologised. "Don't worry about it. Maybe I shouldn't play Quidditch anymore this summer, though..."

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