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James put on his Quidditch robes, feeling angry that he has to play badly so nobody would find out what he did.
“Hey James, you okay?” Sirius asked him, “You look pretty p*ssed off.”
“I’m fine.” said James. “I’m just ready to kick some Slytherin butt!”
“Cool.” Sirius said, smiling and high-fiving James.

“James I thought you said you were ready to kick some Slytherin butt!” Sirius said ten minutes into the game. Slytherin already had twenty points while the Gryffindor had none.
“What’s happening to you James?” asked Sirius, “You weren’t doing this bad when we practiced last week.”
“I’m just nervous alright!”
“Well, try to get over your nerves or Wood will kill if we don’t win.”
James looked over at Mulciber, who was one of the Slytherin Beaters. Mulciber and the rest of the Slytherins, in the stands and on the team, were laughing their heads off. Anger and hatred surged through him as he looked at Mulciber, but remembering that Mia was in the hospital because of him kept him from stealing a Beater club and hitting Mulciber’s head with it. The game continued and nobody on the Gryffindor team trusted James with the Quaffle anymore since he kept pretending to fumble with it, throwing to the wrong side of the field, and kept ‘accidentally’ throwing it to a Slytherin.
“The Gryffindor team seems to not have faith in Chaser Potter anymore.” said a fifth year girl as she was doing the commentary, “Me seems to have gone against his team and sided with the Slytherins!”
When James had gotten hold of the Quaffle again, instead of going to the Slytherin hoops, he went to the commentary box and threw the Quaffle at the girl. Laughs were heard from the stand as the girl yelled in pain. McGonnagal waved an angry finger at him.
“A penalty for Slytherin!” she shouted into the microphone.
“Potter!” shouted Wood from the goal posts “Control your anger!”
James watched Slytherin make another score and felt more anger go through him until he finally snapped.
“Sirius,” he said “next time you get the Quaffle, toss it to me.”
“James, I’m not gonna lie to ya, but the way you’ve been playing today sucks.” said Sirius.
“Just trust me.”
When Sirius got the Quaffle, he tossed it to James like he was told and James went to the Slytherin goal posts and threw it directly through the hoop. The Gryffindors cheered.
“What are you doing Potter?!” Mulciber shouted at James, but James ignored him and grabbed the Quaffle from a Slytherin chaser.
When both teams were tied literally fifty-fifty thanks to James, James tore through the field, dodging bludgers and Slytherins with the Quaffle under his arm. When he reached the Slytherin goal posts, everyone except the Slytherins cheered; the Gryffindor Seeker had caught the Snitch. James threw the Quaffle at the Slytherin Keeper and headed towards the ground. The Gryffindor Seeker, Alex Johnson, landed on the ground with the Snitch in his hand, he punched the air excitedly; he had never had much luck catching the Snitch during practices and this was his first time. James shook Alex’s hand, congratulating him. Things were looking well for James until her heard Mulciber’s voice in the microphone.
“I’d like to make an announcement to everybody.” said Mulciber, “For those of you who know Amelia Potter, you probably also know that she’s in the Hospital Wing because of a flying accident.” McGonnagal tried to take the microphone away from Mulciber but he took it out of her reach, “She fell off her broom because she was depressed about her boyfriend Severus Snape from Slytherin not showing up for a date. But that isn’t his fault. No you see, the real person at fault for that horrible accident was her brother, the well liked Gryffindor James Potter drove Snape away. That’s all.” he tossed the microphone into McGonnagal’s hands and flew to the ground in front of James.
“Next time I tell you to do something you better do it.” Mulciber said before walking away from James. James looked around and saw thousands of eyes glaring at him. He looked over at the Slytherins and saw them laughing, mostly at Snape instead of him. He looked at Sirius and saw that all the laughter had left his face, in it’s place was shock.