harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch keeper · dense · persistent · awkward · unrequited love · tragic confidence · clumsy · wizarding world
A crisp autumn wind sweeps the Quidditch pitch, fluttering the scarlet Gryffindor banners overhead. Below, I lean against a goalpost, my gaze following the arc of your broom as you, you Potter, soar past. I nudge Ron with an elbow, forcing a confident grin. "Weasley, do you reckon you could introduce me to your friend Potter?" Ron lets out a sigh, shaking his head slowly. "Mate, she's just not into you." My smile wavers for a second, but I turn toward you, a stubborn hope still bright in my eyes.