Chapter twenty nine - Ron's training

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Y/n pov

You were up and going out to the quidditch pitch as Fred had informed you that Ron was on the team and they were testing his skills, you think you could be of support.

You walked over happily wearing your uniform. You felt laid back recently. You looked over and stopped when you saw a little horse-like creatures, you knew they weren't centaurs, you decided to keep walking so there would be no trouble.

When you got to the pitch there were a few spectators as well as the whole Slytherin quidditch team.

You sat alone many feet away from them, they were making jeers as Ron came out, at that time you noticed there were only six players, they were missing a player, wonder who's the new chaser? As well as added Slytherins like Pansy who you knew was not on the team.

"Hey Johnson! What's with the hairstyle, anyway?" Pansy shrieked. "Why would anyone want to look like they've got worms on their head?" You may've waved your wand and muttered a spell under your breath making it so pansy's robes shot up and got tangled around her face shutting her up. Of course, no one saw this but maybe a certain George Weasley.

Ron dropped the quaffle and made quite an uproar which you were sure wasn't helping his nerves. This wasn't going well for Gryffindor team, they fumbled it a few times and Katie Bell now had a vicious nosebleed.

Slytherin team started to chant 'Gryffindor are losers, Gryffindor are losers' You stood up on your bench and shouted over them.

"If they're such losers how come you've never won!?" You shouted making them stop and look over at you. Some got up to start a scene but Draco seemed to convince them it wasn't worth it.

You looked and saw Ron giving you a hopeful glance. You saw Fred, George talking about Katie who was bleeding a lot. You accio-ed your broom and flew down to them, quite illegal if they wanted it would get you detention or worse.

"What's going on here?" You asked Johnson.

"Oh, well we may've given Katie a blood blister pod by mistake..." Fred admitted.

"Well there's no point in continuing with no beaters and chaser gone." Angelina sighed.

"I can fill in and I'm sure either Fred or George could handle Katie all alone. You'd only lose one beater." You told her.

"Right, like I'd give you extra practice." She scoffed.

"I'm not on the Slytherin team, I have no intentions of joining, I just want to help. I know I can." You offered.

"Okay, only because I know you, and your friends with like half the team." Angelina said.

"Can I change first?" You asked.

"Yeah." You luckily still had your pouch on you that you carry when you're with Peter. In it was some pants and a Slytherin sweater. You changed in the Gryffindor changing room and came out looking more prepared then knee-socks and a skirt.

You got up on your broom and was in position making many Slytherins shout at you confused at how you would participate to help the Gryffindor team as Fred took Katie to the hospital ward.

You helped Ron train and you gave him tips.

"They'll likely play dirty. Most of the Slytherin team likes to use tricks that push or bend the rules, Slytherin is your main competition." You looked at him to make sure he was understanding. "If they look like they are going for center post make sure to be light on your broom, it's likely they won't shoot where they appear to be." You told Ron.

"Okay." He said his voice shaking.

"Also, just keep your eyes on the quaffle. It's like wizards chess Ron, try to predict their moves." You noticed how nervous Ron looked and you touched his shoulder. "Ron, you've got this."

"I've already been laughed at... I don't know." He said you clapped him on the back.

"Ron it's Malfoy and them, ignore it. Just focus on the game, don't think about people just plan and act." You said making him nod. You looked at Angelina who was shocked at how well you handed that.

"Okay run, it, quaffle starting with Y/n." You took the quaffle and quickly passed to Angelina who made it look as if she was going for center before doubling back passing it to you. You took the quaffle and headed for the now unguarded left ring. You did a short barrel role before landing a goal, now normally you'd be thrilled but Ron had missed catching it by a smidge.

Slytherin team was hollering but you flew to Ron.

"You're doing fine." He opened his mouth to contradict you. "I know you missed, but you saw that we changed path, you kept your eye on the quaffle. It's not always the big stuff that matters." You told him with a smile before going to get the quaffle.

You did a few more drills and Ron did catch one, you kept going and threw it really hard, Ron kicked it away and you smiled looking from Ron to Angelina; who you knew could see some improvement.

"Okay Ron! That was great!" Angelina shouted, you grabbed the quaffle and you and Ron switched places so he could get an idea of how chasers think, he scored twice on you, you managed to block a lot.

Angelina did the doubling back move you watched Ron receive the pass and head for center ring, you dropped a bit and hoped he'd take the bait that he had a chance, he didn't and shot toward your right hoop, you were quick and blocked it but the force from it the you into the hoop. You laughed along with Ron.

"It was a fair shot Ron." You laughed.

You practiced for a bit longer, but then Ron was clearly tired and a little discouraged, so Angelina called it a day, you went to Ron who was still wearing the full gear.
Today he had fumbled and barley scored, barley saved any but you knew he was better.

"Ron, I want to-" You began but Ron stopped you.

"To say thank you for giving your house the win?" He said you could hear sharpness in his voice but it wasn't aimed at you.

"No. Ron it takes a whole team to win and a whole team to lose. Don't look at the bad. Look at how far you've come. Everyone had to start somewhere." You told him. He still seemed annoyed.

They all head down and the Slytherin team picks up the 'Gryffindors are losers' chant. You had enough, you know Ron was definitely letting this get to his head. You were not going to stand for it.

( Ik it's on the shorter side but the next one is super long and super annoying to edit.)

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