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Gigi Jacobs-- NOT Genevieve
I held up the Quidditch robes in front of my body. A little big, but it would do. The robes were dark grey with white outlines. A falcon was embedded into the chest. I looked down at the back of the jersey. I beamed with pride. The number 4 was etched into the back and right above that was the stitching of my last name: JACOBS.
I reached to my left and that’s when I felt it. I went to tug my blanket towards me, but something was holding it in place. I tugged harder, but was greeted with a very manly groan.
“These cannot be regulation!” I told her. She shrugged, returning to her pad. I stared at myself in the mirror, my long legs sticking out of the unbelievably short-shorts. I think the only thing they covered was my bottom. I spun around. Sure enough, just barely covers my bottom. The Quidditch Association would not allow me to wear these. I was sure of it.
I opened one eye, seeing my red underweared-bottom staring at me. It then went from my underwear to my reddened face and James laying next to me, clutching his nose. The title red “NEW FALCON, NEW MESS?” I’m sure the article went to describe how I’m secretly a stripper and not seriously a Quidditch Player.
Falcons VS Magpies
And that’s all it took. I was standing there in extremely short-shorts, a sports bra, oil over my body, and my hair wild and free. The boys were cheering me on as I posed in front of the camera in very promiscuous positions. Oh Merlin, please don’t let Grandma see these photos. Please let them get erased when they meet her poor, old eyes. She would not be proud of me in the least. I smirked at James. I was attractive and he knew it. I beat him.
Meeting the Potters
“Want me to get it?” I asked him.
“I’m not pregnant!” I hissed at him as I ran past.
“Well, I’m Germany’s head cheerleader,” she explained. Ah, so she was a Veela. “And I dated James last year.”
The Jacobs Family
“You know,” my dad started, narrowing his eyes further on James, “I have a shotgun. I’m not afraid to use it.”
“I think Freddie’s date took your bra,” I said slowly, hoping she wouldn’t blow up. She was silent. Too silent. She was staring straight at my face, but was looking right through me. She was thinking. I was actually very afraid.
Injuries and Memories
"If I didn't know any better, I'd assume you were her real boyfriend," I heard another woman's voice mumble. I recognized it to be Jenny's voice.
But you know what always happens when you're happy, right? Everything always wants to come crashing down. Everything will shatter at your feet. You can feel like you're on cloud nine but then one tiny thing will happen and you will fall straight back into reality. Reality is real. Reality is right in front of you. My reality was the blonde haired, blue-eyed Cannon player standing in front of the giggling teenage girl.
More than Just Quidditch
"Do you see Tyler Gates as a threat tomorrow? Are you afraid?"
Not Just a Game
This wasn't just a game of Quidditch. It was a grudge match. I realized that when I saw Gates throw an illegal elbow towards James's face and blood started pouring from his nose like a sprinkler.
Finding Yourself but Losing Another
"As much as I love that you're a Quidditch star, Gigi, you should not wrap yourself around it. You're twenty, you're not supposed to be anti-social and so focused on your career. This is the time when you're supposed to mess up and enjoy life. You're supposed to fall in love and get your heart broken a few times. Don't punish yourself for one minute for enjoying something other than Quidditch. Even if it is James Potter."
"You cannot honestly tell me that somewhere along the line, this 'stunt' didn't become more than that."
"Remember when Quidditch wasn't everything?" Lily asked me. I snorted.
A Sick Gigi
“I was beginning to think you were avoiding me after a couple of weeks ago. Haven’t been alone together since then.” James explained. I felt a flush creep up my cheeks. I was avoiding him.
More Than One Shock
"You should sit up straighter. It's not very lady-like to slouch." I sighed. Would this girl never learn?
How could I have been so blind for so long?
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