LURE || JAMES POTTER

VIII. Hufflepuff

     The large group of friends settled down in the stands, all dressed in yellow, supporting the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team in their match against Slytherin. Out of all of them, Sirius was the one dressed up the most due to his immense hatred of the green-coloured house.

     As the Hufflepuff team soared into the air on their broomsticks, the commentator's voice echoed through the stadium. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the match of the century! Hufflepuff versus Slytherin! I hope you've all brought your earplugs because it's about to get loud!"

     Mary nudged Roselyn, pointing towards Sirius. "Look at him, he's practically wearing a Hufflepuff robe!" she whispered, stifling a giggle. Roselyn chuckled and shook her head. 

     The commentator's voice continued, laced with sarcastic enthusiasm, "And here comes Slytherin! Oh, what a charming bunch they are. I can smell the arrogance from here, folks!"

     "Mr Jordan!"

     "Sorry, Minnie," he chuckled at her tone, ignoring her remarks. Roselyn noticed McGonagall sighing and shaking her head desperately.

     As the match began, the commentator's voice boomed, "And the game is on!" Roselyn and Sirius jumped to their feet in excitement. Remus, who was sitting beside his sister, sighed at the two's eagerness. He then noticed James, who was standing next to Sirius, looking far more mental than the pair. 

     "Go, Hufflepuff! Go!" the spectacled boy cheered.

     Meanwhile, the Hufflepuff Chasers were putting on a spectacular display of teamwork, passing the Quaffle with precision and grace. The commentator couldn't resist making a jab, "Slytherin's defence is about as tight as a loose tooth! It's like watching a group of confused nifflers trying to find their way out of a maze."

     Sirius let out a raucous cheer, pointing at the Slytherin players. "Oi, watch out for that bludger! I heard they're attracted to green robes. It must be their Slytherin sense of fashion!" In response to his comment, Barty Crouch Jr sent a bludger flying towards Sirius, only to be caught only inches from his face by a Hufflepuff. 

      "Bloody mental, the lot of you!" Sirius exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.

     As the game intensified, the commentator's insults grew bolder. "Is it just me, or does Slytherin's Keeper have a better chance of catching a unicorn than stopping a Quaffle? Maybe they should give him a cauldron instead of a broomstick!"

     The yellow-coloured section of the stands erupted in laughter while the Slytherins scowled. McGonagall snapped at the boy, warning him about his remarks. "Alright, alright. Sorry, Minnie!" he brushed her off before giving his full attention to the match.

     "Looks like Black, Slytherin's seeker, had spotted the snitch!" he exclaimed as everyone turned to look at the younger Black sibling. "Really fit the Black siblings, aren't they? Must have great genes." The crowd erupted in cheers, howls, and chuckles

     "Mr Jordan! Focus on the match!"

     "Sorry, Minnie. But they're too good looking, it's distracting!"

     As the game continued and grew intense, Roselyn and Sirius were impossible to talk to. "That's foul!" Roselyn yelled, cupping both her hands around her mouth. "Utter rubbish!" Sirius chimed in, both their brows furrowed.

     "Calm down, you two. You look like you're about to burst any second now," Remus chuckled from beside his sister, earning two harsh glares from the pair.

     In the end, Hufflepuff emerged victorious, their team's Seeker snagging the Snitch right out from under Slytherin's nose. The stands erupted in jubilation as the commentator grumbled, "And Hufflepuff has caught the snitch! Hufflepuff wins!"