“MY MY MY! It certainly has been a while, hasn’t it folks?! Christmas is over and now it’s time for another exciting game of Quidditch! I’m your commentator, Dennis Creevey! Are you lot ready for another go? We have the ever formidable Slytherin as well as Ravenclaw today—both teams are walking out onto the field! Malfoy’s being a bit big headed, don’t you think?”
Cheers erupt from all stands as the individual Quidditch teams march onto the field. Malfoy’s lazily waving at the Slytherin Quidditch stands with a look of disdain on his face as boos emerge from the Slytherin stands at Creevy's latest comment. The weather is relatively clear with a few clouds in the way of visibility.“Slytherin and Ravenclaw take their positions on the field! Crabbe and Goyle staggering a bit, what in Merlin’s name were they up to last night?! Cornfoot and Urquhart shake hands, boy those two have a grip! Here’s the toss up, and they’re… off!”
“Brocklehurst has the quaffle while Ackerly’s starting down the field! Ravenclaw’s certainly trying to make up for last time! Pass to Corner And WHOA! Bludger from THAT BRUTE RIGHT THERE almost unseats him, Corner lost the ball but it’s regained by Fawcett! Closely trailed by Vaisey. Boo, Vaisey! Get away from the poor girl! And VAISEY HAS THE QUAFFLE. Caught midpass to Corner and he’s off to their side of the pitch!”
“Cornfoot tries to unseat him but no go! Pass to Pritchard and then to Urquhart while Goyle’s ACTUALLY paying attention! And throws it right back at corner! OUCH! That’ll hurt in the morning, S’ALRIGHT STEPHEN THESE SLYTHERINS ARE TOOLS. ”
A large amount of boos comes from the Slytherin side of the pitch. Various amounts of objects begin to be thrown at Dennis, none of them reaching their mark.“HEY! OI! YOU! QUIT IT, YOU SNAKES! MCGONNAGAL HELP ME I’M BEING ATTACKED!”
Professor McGonnagal performs Soronus and turns to face the Slytherin side of the pitch while waving off Dennis Creevy’s attempts to pacify the situation.“NEED I REMIND YOU, STUDENTS, THAT A QUIDDITCH GAME IS NOT AN EXCUSE FOR POOR BEHAVIOUR. ANYONE THAT CONTINUES ON WITH THIS WILL BE PUNISHED IN THE MANNER THAT WE SEE AS SUITABLE—“
A few single gasps hit the air from the Ravenclaw side of the Pitch as Ackerley darts off into an unknown tangent. Dennis grabs for the microphone but McGonnagal gives him a quick glare before letting him speak.“BLOODY HELL HE’S SEEN THE SNITCH! Sorry, Professor! Sorry! Really! ANYWAY. ACKERLEY down near the left-bottom of the field! Malfoy right behind him and YESSSS. YES! YES! I MEAN—MALFOY’S BEEN HIT! HE’S BEEN HIT BY A BLUDGER FROM… GRYFFITHS. AND HE’S DOWN. YES HE’S DOWN.”
“Where is it? Where in Merlin's name is Ackerley! The poor bloke seems a bit confused and he's lost the snitch. BUT Malfoy looks as though he could have a severe case of brain damage AND he just fell down! OH HIS LUCK.”
Boos erupt from the Slytherin side of the pitch.“Urquhart's called a time out! And WOW it seems as though Malfoy really is down and out for the count! Pomfrey's on the field and the Slytherin team's regrouping as well as Ravenclaw! While we're here doing nothing, the score's at 50 Slytherin, 30 Ravenclaw. Annnndd Malfoy's off the pitch! He looks somewhat unconscious and he's been replaced by that fellow that likes pink. What's his name again? OH, Baddock! Both Slytherin and Ravenclaw are off and the the game's on again. Do you REALLY think Slytherin can pull it off without their golden boy?”
A variety of indefinable curses of the verbal variety comes from the Slytherin side of the pitch.“OH COME ON I WAS ONLY KIDDING! Corner with the quaffle, off to make it past Wilkes and Urquhart and Vaisey right on his tail. He tries to pass to Brocklehurst but NO! Intercepted by Vaisey who—WHY the hell is he not flying anywhere?! It seems that Vaisey and Corner are having a little tiff and BLUDGER from Griffiths sends Urquhart plummeting! They're all dropping like flies! NO he's back up and Vaisey and Corner seem like they're having a shouting match—PLAY SOME RUDDY QUIDDITCH FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!”
Unrest from all sides of the pitch.“WHOA! Corner grabbed possession. Did you
see that?! Pass to Fawcett. Return to Corner. Corner moves forward and throws it over to Brocklehurst! And she's down the pitch while Cornfoot smacks a good 'ol bludger in Pritchard's direction! That's the way to do it! And GOAL! Slytherin-50, Ravenclaw-40! This is getting tight, folks.”
Cheers erupt from the Ravenclaw side of the pitch.“Vaisey has the quaffle, down the pitch, and straight to the posts! Dodges bludger from Griffiths and ends up passing to Pritchard. Pritchard to Urquhart. Urquhart has Brocklehurst close on his tail! And WHAT! FOUL! FOUL! BLATCHING! That was HORRIBLE, Urquhart you right KNOW we can see what you're doing up there! Hooch calls it! Damn right. Brocklehurst goes in for the penalty goal annddd...SCORE! Slytherin 50, Ravenclaw 50! We're all tied up!”
Cheers erupt from the Ravenclaw side of the pitch.“Vasiey didn't like that, did he? He's off down the field, and maneuvers around Corner and Brocklehurst who were trying to stop him dead in his tracks and he's still going! Straight to Bradley! And OH! GOAL! Slytherin 60, Ravenclaw 50. Sorry about that Bradley, you always seem to get hurt in these things.”
Cheers and boos leave the crowd, the Slytherin side of the pitch is getting progressively louder.“Corner in possession, pass to Fawcett. And OI! It seems as though Slytherin's trying to make up ground for their lack of Malfoy! Pritchard and Goyle work together and Pritchard has the quaffle! Pass to Vaisey, who passes to Urquhart and straight back to Pritchard! That was a bit useless, wasn't it? CRAP. GOAL. Slytherin 70, Ravenclaw 50. COME ON, COME ON. There's still time for you to make it up!”
Cheers erupt from the Slytherin side of the pitch.“Brocklehurst and Corner look a bit tiffed, DON'T LET'EM GET YOU DOWN, RAVENCLAW! SHITE! Wilkes is a sneaky little snake, int'he? He has the quaffle! WHAT IS WITH THESE SLYTHERINS! They certainly brought their A game, I'll give'em that. SCORE! SCORE! Slytherin 80, Ravenclaw 50. COME ON!”
Cheers continue to come from the Slytherin side of the pitch.“Corner has the quaffle! And he's not letting go of it! Goyle's knocking one at him but no g——OI OI THEY'VE SEEN THE SNITCH, ACKERLEY'S SEEN IT AGAIN!”
A variety of noises and cheers come from all sides of the pitch.“THEY'RE RACING TOWARDS THE SLYTHERN GOAL POSTS, ACKERLEY IN THE LEAD, WAIT, NO! BADDOCK. ACKERLEY. BADDOCK. SHIT. WHO—RAVENCLAW! ACKERLEY HAS THE SNITCH!!! RAVENCLAW WINS! AHHAHAHAA TAKE THAT.”
Screams and boos come from the Slytherin side of the pitch while the Ravenclaw as well as Gryffindor and Hufflepuff produces extremely loud cheers.“THAT'S IT! It's all over, folks. Glad you could come! Final score, Ravenclaw | 200, Slytherin | 80! I bet there'll be a party in Ravenclaw Tower tonight, am I invited? Dennis Creevy, signing OFF!!!”
Post-Game InjuriesTHOMAS BRADLEY: Excellent game! Other than being sore as hell you're in relatively good shape! Although you may want to get that bruise on the back of your leg checked out, it's turned an ugly colour of purple and we all know that isn't attractive in the slightest.
MANDY BROCKLEHURST: OUCH! Not again! What is with it with these boys and why do they keep on flying into you?! Anyway, you did well and just feel the relative fatigue that you'd normally feel after a game, good thing, too! If not that Urgfart fellow would be in quite a bit of trouble.
MICHAEL CORNER: No injuries on the field! Everyone was getting hit left and right but you stayed strong, too bad you got straight on TACKLED by some random 5th year after the game. Knocked you off your feet, too. Your hip feels rather iffy but other than that you're a-okay and ready to party the night away!
CHARLES VAISEY: How in Merlin's name did you play with a broken hand? Somewhere in between the 50/60 mark, Cornfoot smacked a mean bludger your way. No worries, Madam Pomfrey should be able to mend it in a jiffy. And while you're there have her check up on those spots you're seeing? That's not a good sign, better luck next time!
MALCOLM BADDOCK: Nothing major, mate! Just feeling bruised up and maybe a bit sore after that close call at the end. Good game, maybe they should promote you to seeker instead of people who go down
that early into the game?
DRACO MALFOY: Holy Merlin. Well, it's not brain damage but it certainly is close. Knocked unconscious and out for the count, it took a couple of hours for Madam Pomfrey to even wake you up. You broke about three bones in your hand from trying to break your fall AND a femur. Your father's been running around demanding to know who did this to his son, hopefully the Slytherin team won't be that upset? Come on! Griffiths is only a fourth year, he didn't know who he was going to potentially kill!
Outcome of the game was randomly selected as were points.