Emily Black and The Sorcerers Stone

Emily Black was her name, her birth name, but due to her family’s ‘issues’, she didn’t keep her second name. So to everyone else she was Emily May Morris, she hated the name of course but you know, with her father in Azkaban as an insane psychopath killer and betrayer of the Potter’s, which in her opinion was ridiculous, she didn’t want anyone to mistreat her, or have The Boy Who Lived to despise her, and it was what her mother wanted for her, when she was alive


7. A Not So Friendly Game of Quidditch

The next day couldn’t have come any quicker, the three of them had been praised as rumours of their epic takedown of the troll spread around the school, it hadn’t even been a day and besides from the beginning of the Quidditch season, that’s all that could be heard around school. Emily actually got out of bed today, instead of her extra half an hour or so of sleep, she joined the group in the great hall for breakfast. She needed it, after all, good morning Quidditch.


“Take a bit of toast, mate, go on.” Ron urged to Harry


“Ron's right, you’re going to need your strength today,” Emily said.


“I'm not hungry.” Harry groaned, “So do you”


“I’ve eaten, not much, but enough to keep my strength up”


Little did they know, Snape was listening in, he limped quickly over to the group.


“Good luck today, Potter. Morris. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you...even if it is against Slytherin.” He smiled smugly


He limped away.


“That explains the blood,” Harry replied watching him limp away


“Blood?” Hermione asked


“Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that 3 headed dog. But, he got himself bitten, that's why he's limping.”


“I saw the bite too, I was wondering, but why would he do that” Emily replied.


“Yeah, why would anyone go near that dog?” Hermione perplexed


“The day I was at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults. He said it was Hogwarts' business, very secret.” Harry replied


“So you're saying...” Hermione started



“That's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants.”


Two owls screech, one is Hedwig and the other is an owl that comes from the school mail service, they are both carrying identical packages, very long and very sleek. They dropped the packages on Harry and Emily’s laps before flying away


“Bit early for mail, isn't it?” Hermione asked


“But I-I never get any mail,” Harry responded


“There identical, open them, come on,” Ron said


Harry and Emily both swiftly ripped off the packaging, Emily being a little more brutal and not handling the wrapping paper as kindly.


“They’re broomsticks!” Harry and Emily yell at once

“Those aren’t just any broomsticks, Harry, Em. There Nimbus 2000’s!” Ron yelled enthusiastically


 “But who...?”


They see Professor McGonagall up at the head table, stroking Hedwig while the school owl is perched next to her. She smiled and Harry nodded back.




Inside a Quidditch tower, the Gryffindor team heftily marched towards the starting gate. They reach it and stop, behind a closed double door.


“Scared, Harry?” Oliver Wood asked


“A little bit.” He replied


“That's all right. I felt the same way before my first game.”


“What happened?” Emily asked, butting into their conversation.

“Er, I don't really remember. I took a bludger to the head 2 minutes in. Woke up in the hospital a week later.”


Harry gulped and looked straight ahead as the doors opened. Emily wasn’t even worried, she was more thrilled, she knew she was just going to help Harry, but she was thrilled to be one of the youngest Quidditch players in a century. They mounted their brooms and zoom out onto the enormous pitch. There is cheering. The commentator, Lee Jordan, is talking from a tower.


Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season! Today's game Slytherin versus Gryffindor!!!


The players take their positions in the air in a circle. Harry weaved in, highest amongst everyone, Emily only slightly further down. He looked down at her and smiled weakly with the most terrified eyes ever.


The players take their positions as Madam Hooch steps out onto the field to begin the game.


“Now, I want a nice clean game...from all of you.” Madam Hooch said looking at the Slytherin team.


She kicked the trunk, and the bludgers zoomed out.


The bludgers are up...followed by the Golden Snitch. Remember, the snitch is worth 150 points. The seeker who catches the Snitch ends the game.


The snitch zooms around each Seeker's head, then disappeared. Hooch grabs the Quaffle.


The Quaffle is released...and the game begins!


Gryffindor takes possession of the ball and a chaser, Angelina Johnson, zooms past Slytherins towards their goal, and throws the ball, and scores! There is a ding.


 Angelina Johnson scores! 10 points for Gryffindor! 


Harry, in the air, clapped.


“Yes” Harry said almost getting hit by a bludger, “Whoa”


In the stands, Gryffindor’s cheered.


“Well done!” Hagrid yelled


Slytherin takes possession of the Quaffle. Bletchley passes to Captain Marcus Flint.


Flint dodged people and took for the Gryffindor hoops. Oliver appeared and whacks the ball away with his broom. He smirked at Flint, who glares. Another Slytherin chaser rushes for the Quaffle, as he goes to throw it, Emily grabs it of his hand from over him and passes it to Katie Bell. Johnson and Katie passed the Quaffle back and forth as they strategize to score. Johnson takes it, throws, and once again scores.


“Yay!” Ron and Seamus roared.


“Yes!” Harry said, taking a swift look at Emily


Another 10 points to Gryffindor!


The Slytherins decide to get messy. They dodge, kick, and try to score. Once again Oliver blocks.


“Give me that!” Flint said as he grabbed a beaters bat from one and whacked a bludger right at Oliver. It hit Oliver in the stomach and he falls to the ground


The Slytherin members head off. One jumps over George (or Fred) and scored. Harry is upset again. Slytherin cheers.


“Take that side!” Flint yelled


They box Johnson in and sent her into the capes covering one of the towers. She fell down and is out. The crowd booed. Slytherin scores once again. Emily made another swift retreat for the quaffle, Flint takes a bat and hits the bludger that was pummelling towards him and hits it at her, hitting her in back, she fell off her broom and to the floor, and she is out. The crowd booed again.


“EM!” Harry shouted, clearly angered.


Medicals go towards her and she sees darkness for a few moments, but after a couple of minutes can see fine, she could move her back and legs, there was no damage, she just couldn’t sit up without immense amounts of pain, so she remained laying down

Suddenly, Harry sees the Snitch. He started to head off after it but before he can his broom started to buck and turn.


“Whoa! Whooa!” Harry yelped


“What's going on with Harry's broomstick?” Hagrid yelled


Hermione looked through binoculars at Harry, then at Snape, who was muttering something.


“It's Snape! He's jinxing the broom!” She yapped


“Jinxing the broom? What do we do?” Ron questioned


“Leave it to me.”


She handed Ron her binoculars and left, Ron looked at Emily who was lying on the floor in pain, then to Harry who was being knocked around, then he fell, dangling by one arm from the broom.

“Come on Harry” Emily quietly grunted


“Come on, Hermione!” Ron thought


Hermione hurried up a tower. She appeared underneath Snape and touched his cloak with her wand.


“Lacarnum Inflamarae.” She chanted quietly


A spark ignites and Snape's cloak caught on fire. Hermione rapidly left.


“Fire! You're on fire!”


“What? Oh!” Snape gasped


 He knocked the man back, who fell into Quirrell, who fell straight down after him. Snape bat out the fire and acted as though nothing happened. The broom stopped bucking and Harry climbed back on. The Slytherin seeker was after the Snitch. Harry took off after him.


“Yes” Emily murmured


“Go!” Ron yelled


“Go go go!” Hagrid roared


Harry rammed into the Slytherin Seeker, who then was butted out. He returned, smashing the Seeker again as the Snitch dives. The boys followed, but they approached the ground quickly. The Slytherin Seeker backed out, and Harry pulled up his broom as he follows the Snitch, feet above the ground. Harry stood up, and stepped forward, trying to grab the ball. He went too far, and toppled off the broom with a yelp, tumbling onto the ground. He got up and staggered around dozily.


The crowd gasped. Hermione appeared beside a tower to see what was happening.


“Looks like he's gonna be sick!” Hagrid bellowed


Harry wobbled and the Snitch popped out of his mouth. It landed in his hands.


He's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives 150 points for catching the Snitch!


“Gryffindor wins!” Hooch roared as she blew her whistle


Harry raised the Snitch into the air and the crowd, and his team cheered.




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