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FYI: I'm posting a new "story" about Alison. It's titled: The Story of an Orphan: One-shots.

It's going to be where all the random chapters that I'm writing for this story are going. You see, I'm having trouble getting inspired to write the rest of Alison's first year, but I'm inspired to write other parts of her story from her later years.

WARNING: The Story of an Orphan: One-shots is full of SPOILERS for this story, including Alison's lineage and other big reveals! So don't read it if you don't want anything spoiled for you.

Disclaimer: Everything you recognize isn't mine: it's the great J.K. Rowling's.

Chapter 11: Quidditch and Olopwatbup

As they entered November, the weather turned very cold. The mountains around the school became icy gray and the lake like chilled steel. Every morning, the ground was covered in frost.

The Quidditch season had begun, and Alison soon found that spending time with the twins was becoming difficult because they seemed to always have practice. On Saturday, there was the first match of the season: Gryffindor versus Slytherin. If Gryffindor won, they would move up into second place in the House Championship.

On Saturday morning, Alison went down to breakfast to support the twins and Angelina and Alicia, who were also on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Right after breakfast, the twins, Angelina, and Alicia had to leave to get ready. Lee also had to leave because he was commentating the game.

By eleven o'clock, the whole school seemed to be out in the stands around the Quidditch pitch. Many students had binoculars. Even though the seats were raised high in the air, it was still difficult to see what was going on sometimes.

Alison joined Hermione who was in the top row with Ron, Dean, Neville, and Seamus. They had painted a large banner on one of the sheets that Ron's rat, Scabbers, had ruined. It said Potter for President, and Dean, demonstrating his artistic skills, had drawn a large Gryffindor lion underneath. Then, Hermione had performed a charm that Alison had shown her so that the paint flashed different colors.

Finally, the teams emerged from the locker rooms, Gryffindor wearing red and Slytherin wearing green. Everyone cheered loudly.

Madam Hooch, who was refereeing, stood in the middle of the field. She was waiting for the teams with a broom in her hand.

Madam Hooch said something that Alison couldn't hear, and the captains shook hands. The teams mounted their brooms. Madam Hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle. Fifteen brooms rose up into the air. They were off.

"And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor – what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too -"


"Sorry, Professor."

Alison laughed. She knew that Lee wasn't really sorry and bet the Map that he will probably make more comments like that, even though he was being closely watched by Professor McGonagall. This, Alison believed, is why Lee is a Gryffindor.

"And she's really belting along up there, I neat pass to Alicia Spinnet, good find of Oliver Wood's, last year only a reserve – Back to Johnson and – no, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quaffle and off he goes - Flint flying like an eagle up there - he's going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent move by Gryffindor Keeper Wood and the Gryffindors take the Quaffle - that's Chaser Katie Bell of Gryffindor there, nice dive around Flint, off up the field and - OUCH - that must of hurt, hit in the back of the head by a Bludger - Quaffle taken by the Slytherins - that's Adrian Pucey speeding off towards the goalposts, but he's blocked by a second Bludger - sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell which - nice play the Gryffindor Beater, anyway."

Alison couldn't tell which twin had sent the Bludger either. She could barely tell Fred and George apart when they next to her, never mind when they are flying around looking like red-haired birds.

"And Johnson back in possession of the Quaffle, a clear field ahead and off she goes – she's really flying – dodges a speeding Bludger – the goalposts are ahead – come on, now, Angelina - Keeper Bletchley dives - misses - GRYFFINDOR SCORES!"

Alison cheered as loud as she possibly could along with the other Gryffindors. As she was cheering, she heard a gruff voice say, "Budge up there. Move along."

Ron and Hermione exclaimed, "Hagrid!"

Everyone squeezed together to make enough room for the giant bearded man to fit in the stands. Alison recognized him as the large man who had led her and the other first-years across the lake to Hogwarts.

"Bin watchin' from me hut," said Hagrid, "But it isn't the same as bein' in the crowd. No sign of the Snitch yet, eh?"

"Nope," answered Ron. "Harry hasn't had much to do yet."

"Kept outta trouble, though, that's somethin'," replied Hagrid as he raised his binoculars to look at Harry.

Alison turned her ear back to listen to Lee's commentary.

"Slytherin in possession," Lee was saying. "Chaser Pucey ducks two bludgers, two Weasleys, and Chaser Bell-"

"Come on, Fred, George!" Alison cheered loudly.

"Was that the Snitch?" Lee asked.

When Pucey dropped the Quaffle to look at the snitch, Alison shouted, "Come on, Gryffindor! Get the Quaffle from the idiot and SCORE!"

As Harry and the Slytherin seeker hurled neck and neck toward the Snitch, all the Chasers seemed to forget their jobs.

"ANGELINA! ALICIA! KATIE! DO YOUR JOB! GET THE DAMN QUAFFLE AND SCORE WHILE THE IDIOTS ARE DISTRACTED!" Alison screamed as loud as she could at the Gryffindor Chasers.

Then, Alison watched in horror as a Slytherin Chaser purposely crashed into Harry and Harry's broom spun off course. "FOUL!" Alison yelled with the rest of the Gryffindors.

Madam Hooch angrily spoke to the Slytherin Chaser and then ordered a free shot at the goalposts for Gryffindor.

Despite the penalty, Alison was still fuming, and she wasn't the only one.

"Send him off, ref! Red card," Dean was yelling.

"What are you talking about, Dean?" asked Ron.

"Red card!" said Dean furiously. "In soccer you get shown the red card and you're out of the game!"

"But this isn't soccer, Dean," Ron reminded him.

"But it should be that way," Alison argued.

Hagrid agreed with Alison and Dean, "They oughta change the rules. Flint coulda knocked Harry outta the air."

Lee commented, "So – after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating-"

"Jordan!" growled Professor McGonagall.

"I mean, after that open and revolting foul-"

After Professor McGonagall growled, "Jordan, I'm warning you-", Alison shouted, "Yay, Lee! Tell it like it is! Woo!"

Lee submitted, "All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure, so a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by Spinnet, who puts it away, no trouble."

"GO, ALICIA! YAY!" Alison cheered as loud as she could.

"You're going to make me go deaf," Dean told Alison casually.

Alison shrugged unconcerned, "At least my dulcet tones will be the last thing you hear and not some horrible noise."

Dean simply rolled his eyes and poked her side with his elbow. Alison elbowed him back. Amid their elbow war, Slytherin cheered as the Quaffle went passed Oliver into the hoop.

"See what you made happen," Alison scolded Dean as she continued to elbow him. "The Slytherins scored since they couldn't hear me cheering anymore."

"Sure," Dean said rolling his eyes, laughing, as he too continued to elbow Alison.

Then, Alison heard Hagrid mumble, "Dunno what Harry thinks he's doing. If I didn' know better, I'd say he'd lost control of his broom … but he can't have…."

Alison and Dean stopped their elbow war to look up at Harry. His broom had started to roll over and over, with him only just managing to hold on. Then, the whole crowd gasped as Harry's broom gave a wild jerk and Harry swung off it. He was not dangling from it, holding on with only one hand.

"Did something happen to it when Flint blocked him?" Seamus whispered.

"Can't have," Hagrid said, his voice shaking. "Can't nothing interfere with a broomstick except powerful Dark magic – no kid could do that to a Nimbus Two Thousand."

Alison's attention was so focused on Harry that she barely noticed Hermione disappearing. Harry's broom was vibrating so hard, it was almost impossible for him to hang on much longer. The Weasley twins flew up to try to pull Harry safely onto one of their brooms, but their efforts were in vain. Every time the twins got near Harry, the broom would jump higher. Thus, the twins dropped lower and circled beneath him, obviously hoping to catch him if he fell.

Finally, Harry was suddenly able to clamber back on to his broom.

"Neville, you can look!" Ron told Neville, who had been sobbing into Hagrid's jacket for the last five minutes.

Harry was speeding to the ground when suddenly he clapped his hand over his mouth as though he was about to be sick. He hit the field on all fours, coughed, and something gold fell into his hand.

"I've got the Snitch!" Harry shouted, waving it above his head.

"WHAT?" Alison, Dean, and various others shouted.

"What just happened?" Dean asked confused.

"I don't know," Alison replied, "But I do know one thing. YEAH, HARRY! GRYFFINDOR RULES!"

Dean shook his head at her antics but joined her in cheering.

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Alison met Lee at the bottom of the stands, and both of them ran off to the kitchens to get food for the victory party. As they were walking up the stairs levitating all of the food, Alison told Lee, "I thought you did an amazing job commenting. You were hilarious, yet you reported everything that happened. At one point though, I thought Professor McGonagall was going to hex you."

Lee laughed, "I thought she was going to hex me too. Her hand was hovering near the pocket of her robes where she keeps her wand. That's why I stopped pushing my luck."

"Even though you were telling like it was. We need to inform the twins that a certain Slytherin has just made his way up to the top of our list of people who are asking to be pranked." Alison smirked mischievously.

"I think we need to come up with a better name for our list than 'Our List Of People Who Are Asking To Be Pranked'," Lee said thoughtfully.

Alison was quiet for a bit before saying, "Well, O.L.O.P.W.A.A.T.B.P. is a long acronym, so it would take way too long to say it, never mind actually remember it."

Lee snickered, "But 'Olopwatbup' sounds really funny."

Alison had to pause for a second before she realized where he got the name "Olopwatbup" from. Once she got it, Alison joined Lee in snickering. Between her snickers, Alison suggested, "We should definitely - go up to the twins - and tell them that - we decided that - Flint is at the top of – of - Olopwatbup." Alison choked on her laughter.

Lee laughed, and amid his laughter he supplied, "And – and - we need to say it - with a straight face - and all serious."

Alison and Lee were laughing so hard that the portraits on the walls were giving them strange looks.

By the time Alison and Lee had reached the Fat Lady, they had composed themselves.

"Okay," Lee started, "After we congratulate everyone, but before we really start partying, we both go up to the twins and tell them about Olopwatbup." Both couldn't help but snicker at the word. "And we have to say it seriously. Got it?"

Alison smiled as she saluted Lee with her free hand, "Yes, sir!"

"Let's do this then," Lee said before he told the Fat Lady, "Jelly slugs."

When the portrait opened, Lee led the way into the commonroom shouting, "Food delivery! Move out of the way! Coming through!"

Lee and Alison levitated the food onto the tables that were pushed against the walls before searching for the team. The team, as Lee and Alison quickly discovered, were basking in glory in the center of the room.

"Congratulations, guys! The Gryffindor team looked awesome out there," Lee praised.

Alison was practically bouncing as the excitement of the game all rushed back to her. "I totally agree with Lee. Exempt for that part when the Snitch was first spotted and the Chasers either forgot or decided not to do their job, you guys were amazing! I was screaming my lungs out cheering for you, as poor Dean's ears can attest. Great job, guys!" Alison hugged the twins, Angelina, Alicia, Katie, and a perplexed Oliver.

"I think you might have broken Oliver," Angelina said with a laugh.

At the reminder of breaking people, Lee caught Alison's eye, gave her a look, and darted his eyes over to the laughing twins. Alison nodded; the message was received.

"Hey, Fred and George," Lee called to get their attention.

"Yeah, Lee?" Fred asked.

Lee and Alison both said with the straightest faces they could manage, "We decided that Flint is at the top of Olopwatbup."

The twins were silent for a second, then both asked in complete confusion, "What?"

Lee and Alison's composures broke, and both doubled over laughing while those around them looked on with bewilderment.


If you didn't read the upper author's note: I'm posting a new "story" about Alison. It's titled: The Story of an Orphan: One-shots.

It's going to be where all the random chapters that I'm writing for this story are going. You see, I'm having trouble getting inspired to write the rest of Alison's first year, but I'm inspired to write other parts of her story from her later years.

WARNING: The Story of an Orphan: One-shots is full of SPOILERS for this story, including Alison's lineage and other big reveals! So don't read it if you don't want anything spoiled for you.

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