Quidditch triumph

The Ravenclaws poured back into their common room in cheers, holding Cho aloft. Their victory against Slytherin, securing them the Quidditch cup, had been spectacular, and was finished off by Cho catching the snitch just moments before the Slytherin seeker could get to it. Their shouts and cries carried from the Ravenclaw tower across the castle grounds, and the burly Beaters carrying Cho deposited her on a large sofa before cracking out a crate of Butterbeer bottles.

Roger Davies came over and slapped her on the shoulder. "Great flying today!" he roared,

"We really showed them, eh?" Cho smiled demurely, and accepted a Butterbeer from one of the Chasers.

"To Ravenclaw!" shouted Roger, raising a toast, "and to our marvellous Seeker!". Whoops of triumph went round the room, and music started playing.

The evening was enjoyable - Cho liked the attention she was getting, particularly the recognition from her teammates, who made sure to keep her topped up with Butterbeer. As the night drew on, most of the other Ravenclaws retired to bed, leaving only the team left in the common room, sitting round in a circle drinking and talking. In the chairs to her left sat Roger, the captain, and the Beaters Jason and Duncan, while on the floor to her right were sprawled out Randolph Burrow and Jeremy Stretton, the Chasers. The broad-shouldered Grant, Keeper, stood leaning against a bookcase, silently eyeing her up.

"So, what else should we do to celebrate?" Cho asked, looking around at the boys.

"I can think of one thing", growled Grant, hot lust behind his eyes.