Jude Porter and the Lightning Stone
written by Andy Morales
Sequel to Next Generation. Jude is going on his second year at Hogwarts with his best friends James and Emma. Last year, he dealt with knowing that a dark wizard is coming after him for his blood. While still ignorant to his heritage, he knows he must fight to save himself and his friends. But not only is Lazarus a problem, but dealing with Albus Severus Potter is one too.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
20
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496
First Game
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
"Alright everyone," Olivia began as the team gathered in the locker room. Today marked the first game of quidditch; Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Jude did not want to hear the same speech he heard the last two weeks concerning this game. She was like this last year, but last year he had Fred and Louis to amuse him. This year, he assumed Louis was just going to daydream away since he was leaning on his broom and gazing at Olivia with glassy eyes.
The captain cleared her throat, "Today is the first game for the houses. Like always, our first game is against Slytherin. Last year we won with a surprise attack. This year, we have no surprises. We're gonna have to win with everything we got. Are you with me?"
"Yeah!" Jude put as much vigor as he could into that shout. He knew that no one wanted to go out onto the pitch and deal with the pouring rain.
"Then let's get moving!" They followed Olivia out of the locker room and onto the pitch where they mounted their brooms and flew into the air. Leon was the only one who had to stay on the sidelines. Jude floated next to James, trying to gaze at all the students and teachers in the stands through the rain. He could feel his hands nervously shaking around his broom, but luckily, they weren't as bad as they were last year.
"Let's get this match started," A 5th year Gryffindor boy spoke into the mic. He could barely hear him over the pounding rain. "Today is the first match of the school year. We have Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Last year, Gryffindor beat Slytherin by a land slide. Will the snakes beat the lions this year? We'll just have to wait and see.
"On the Slytherin side, we have 7th year Rachel Rockwell who is captain of the team and one of the chasers. 7th year Ellis Flint and 5th year Brady Chase are also the chasers. 6th years Clarence Bastille and Brendan Solace are the beaters, 5th Michael Craver is the keeper and 7th year Shawn Christianson is the seeker.
"On the Gryffindor side we have our wonderful captain and keeper; Olivia Wood. We have 5th year Kelli Sharp, 2nd year James Potter, and 2nd year Emma Thorne who are our chasers. 4th year Louis Weasley and 5th year Simon Boone are the beaters. And last but not least, 2nd year Jude Porter is our seeker."
Jude waited for the ref, Professor Walton, to start the match before dodging out of the way as the chasers rushed past him. He mentally cursed when he realized he would never get to see how James and Emma played during a match since he had to watch for the snitch. He couldn't afford to be distracted, especially now since Shawn was glaring at him from across the pitch. He was probably still sore from their loss last year.
"Potter easily maneuvered through the other team's chasers and bashed the quaffle through the hoop! That puts Gryffindor in the lead 10-0. We never doubted your skills, Potter."
Jude grinned slightly at the commentary. He hoped no one doubted his friend's skills. He lifted himself higher, his gaze still scattering around the pitch for any sign of the golden ball.
He was almost jolted from his gazing when he heard the crowd burst into cheers. "Would you look at that? Wood just did a Double Eight Loop and kept Gryffindor in the lead. Will these players never stop amazing us?" The crowd cheered once more.
Jude wished he was a spectator at this moment. That would've been a sight to see. Unfortunately, he really had to keep his eyes peeled since Shawn was just behind him, waiting for him to see the snitch. This was going to be a little harder than last year.
Finally, after many goals and misses, the heavens above heard his prayers and whines, and he just barely saw the small, fluttering ball fly under Flint's feet. Without even sparing a glance at the Slytherin seeker, he shot off towards the snitch.
"Porter has found the snitch. He seems to know exactly what he's doing and Christianson is just following his lead. Just like last time, boys. Who will win this year?"
The snitch flew higher into the air, reminding him of what had happened last year. As he stretched his arm out towards it, he could see flashes of lightning and wondered briefly if they were going to strike him.
His fingers had just barely wrapped around the snitch when he felt himself lurch to the side abruptly. A flash of lightning flew past where he had just been flying. Before he could ponder on who had moved him out of the way, his eyes widened in terror when he saw where the lightning was headed.
"James!" He shouted, jumping off his broom and free falling towards his friend. He flattened his arms by his sides in hopes that he could reach the boy before the lightning did.
Jude watched in horror as James was struck by the lightning. The brown eyed boy was thrown off his broom with the quaffle falling from his arms. He caught James in his arms as they both plummeted towards the ground. He turned their bodies around so he could take the brunt of the fall and braced for impact.
He assumed it was his broom that caught him a few feet before they hit the floor. It had only helped in stopping the impact since they simply bounced up before falling on the pitch like they had first predicted.
The blue eyed boy held his friend tightly, hoping to Merlin that wasn't James' skin smoking right now. He opened his eyes slowly, watching as Olivia, Louis, Emma, Simon, and Kelli flew down, dismounting their brooms and running towards them. He couldn't hear them quite well with his heart pounding in his ears.
He breathed in disbelief when the snitch flew down towards him and landed right next to him. They had won the game, he thought before succumbing to the darkness that was inviting him.
"Alright everyone," Olivia began as the team gathered in the locker room. Today marked the first game of quidditch; Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Jude did not want to hear the same speech he heard the last two weeks concerning this game. She was like this last year, but last year he had Fred and Louis to amuse him. This year, he assumed Louis was just going to daydream away since he was leaning on his broom and gazing at Olivia with glassy eyes.
The captain cleared her throat, "Today is the first game for the houses. Like always, our first game is against Slytherin. Last year we won with a surprise attack. This year, we have no surprises. We're gonna have to win with everything we got. Are you with me?"
"Yeah!" Jude put as much vigor as he could into that shout. He knew that no one wanted to go out onto the pitch and deal with the pouring rain.
"Then let's get moving!" They followed Olivia out of the locker room and onto the pitch where they mounted their brooms and flew into the air. Leon was the only one who had to stay on the sidelines. Jude floated next to James, trying to gaze at all the students and teachers in the stands through the rain. He could feel his hands nervously shaking around his broom, but luckily, they weren't as bad as they were last year.
"Let's get this match started," A 5th year Gryffindor boy spoke into the mic. He could barely hear him over the pounding rain. "Today is the first match of the school year. We have Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Last year, Gryffindor beat Slytherin by a land slide. Will the snakes beat the lions this year? We'll just have to wait and see.
"On the Slytherin side, we have 7th year Rachel Rockwell who is captain of the team and one of the chasers. 7th year Ellis Flint and 5th year Brady Chase are also the chasers. 6th years Clarence Bastille and Brendan Solace are the beaters, 5th Michael Craver is the keeper and 7th year Shawn Christianson is the seeker.
"On the Gryffindor side we have our wonderful captain and keeper; Olivia Wood. We have 5th year Kelli Sharp, 2nd year James Potter, and 2nd year Emma Thorne who are our chasers. 4th year Louis Weasley and 5th year Simon Boone are the beaters. And last but not least, 2nd year Jude Porter is our seeker."
Jude waited for the ref, Professor Walton, to start the match before dodging out of the way as the chasers rushed past him. He mentally cursed when he realized he would never get to see how James and Emma played during a match since he had to watch for the snitch. He couldn't afford to be distracted, especially now since Shawn was glaring at him from across the pitch. He was probably still sore from their loss last year.
"Potter easily maneuvered through the other team's chasers and bashed the quaffle through the hoop! That puts Gryffindor in the lead 10-0. We never doubted your skills, Potter."
Jude grinned slightly at the commentary. He hoped no one doubted his friend's skills. He lifted himself higher, his gaze still scattering around the pitch for any sign of the golden ball.
He was almost jolted from his gazing when he heard the crowd burst into cheers. "Would you look at that? Wood just did a Double Eight Loop and kept Gryffindor in the lead. Will these players never stop amazing us?" The crowd cheered once more.
Jude wished he was a spectator at this moment. That would've been a sight to see. Unfortunately, he really had to keep his eyes peeled since Shawn was just behind him, waiting for him to see the snitch. This was going to be a little harder than last year.
Finally, after many goals and misses, the heavens above heard his prayers and whines, and he just barely saw the small, fluttering ball fly under Flint's feet. Without even sparing a glance at the Slytherin seeker, he shot off towards the snitch.
"Porter has found the snitch. He seems to know exactly what he's doing and Christianson is just following his lead. Just like last time, boys. Who will win this year?"
The snitch flew higher into the air, reminding him of what had happened last year. As he stretched his arm out towards it, he could see flashes of lightning and wondered briefly if they were going to strike him.
His fingers had just barely wrapped around the snitch when he felt himself lurch to the side abruptly. A flash of lightning flew past where he had just been flying. Before he could ponder on who had moved him out of the way, his eyes widened in terror when he saw where the lightning was headed.
"James!" He shouted, jumping off his broom and free falling towards his friend. He flattened his arms by his sides in hopes that he could reach the boy before the lightning did.
Jude watched in horror as James was struck by the lightning. The brown eyed boy was thrown off his broom with the quaffle falling from his arms. He caught James in his arms as they both plummeted towards the ground. He turned their bodies around so he could take the brunt of the fall and braced for impact.
He assumed it was his broom that caught him a few feet before they hit the floor. It had only helped in stopping the impact since they simply bounced up before falling on the pitch like they had first predicted.
The blue eyed boy held his friend tightly, hoping to Merlin that wasn't James' skin smoking right now. He opened his eyes slowly, watching as Olivia, Louis, Emma, Simon, and Kelli flew down, dismounting their brooms and running towards them. He couldn't hear them quite well with his heart pounding in his ears.
He breathed in disbelief when the snitch flew down towards him and landed right next to him. They had won the game, he thought before succumbing to the darkness that was inviting him.
