This is my first HP fan fiction, although I'm not expecting it to do well because it doesn't really include any of the proper main characters…Eventually it's going to include oliver wood, and people like roger davies, and basically all the quidditch players. I've done a lot of looking over dates and stuff, and I think this is going to work, but if I'm a little out on stuff, then please don't like….kill me or anything. I love Harry potter, but it's been a long time since I've read some of the books.

My story's basically about a girl who's a half blood that didn't know she was, who falls in love with Quidditch and wants to become the first ever female Seeker on the England Team. She starts Hogwarts 4 years above Harry, and in the same year as Oliver Wood, and hopefully a bit of romantic interest. So yeah, this is my Fan fic; Road to a Dream

Time to try something different! This is the prologue of the story. It's from Katherine's point of view when she's a seventh year, During the Slytherin vs Griffindor final in the prisoner of Azkaban. It's something different for me, because I usually don't so stuff like this, but hey, you can only try.

Prologue

It was the worst Quidditch match I'd ever seen, and by worst I meant the dirtiest. The slytherin's were resorting to the most dirty tactics I've ever seen in a Quidditch match, and I've seen a LOT. It's possibly more dirty than the one I saw when I went to see Wasps and Arrows play in my third year. Griffindor were fighting hard though. I really hoped that they'd win, although I'm a Ravenclaw I would rather die than see Slytherin win the cup again, and hear Flint boasting about it until the end of the year. Not only for me though, for Oliver as well, he had wanted to win the cup so badly in his stint as captain, almost as badly as I did, but that ship has sailed now.

Half way through the match Ollie got hit by a bludger to the stomach. It took all Penny's strength to hold me back from going down to the pitch to see if he was okay. This was like the time he got hit with a bludger to the back of the head in his first match, that time he was out for a week. Griffindor most definitely could do without that scenario again. Luckily he was alright.

I knew that Griffindor had to keep at least 50 points ahead to win the cup when they caught the snitch. I felt for Potter I really did. As a seeker myself, I know how hard it is to keep up with what the score is, without loosing concentration. But if anyone could do it, it would be him. He had a lot of talent that boy, especially for a third year. Although, everyone tells me I'm wrong (especially Oliver), I still don't think he's as good as Charlie Weasley used to be.

My heart was in my mouth a couple of times towards the end of the match, but when Harry finally caught the Snitch, the whole stadium (minus the Slytherin's of course) erupted into cheers. I was so proud of Oliver for pulling off all those spectacular saves, even if he did let a few in. He was really nervous before the match.

I made my way through all the cheering Griffindors to my wonderful boyfriend, wanting to congratulate him. It was there I saw a scene that made my whole world crumble. Katie Bell was kissing him. My boyfriend, and it didn't look like he wanted it to stop. There was a chorus of "ohhs" from the Griffindor fans. My eyes were brimming with tears, and he chose that moment to look up. He didn't look at anyone else. He just looked straight at me with an apologetic look in his eyes, like he didn't mean it to happen. Well by then it was too late, I was off barging my way through the crowd, not caring who I knocked over. I heard Oliver calling after me, desperately. But I didn't listen, I could barely see where I was going the tears were running so freely. I managed to get free of the crowd, and then ran straight into someone. I tried to mutter an apology, and get up as quickly as I possibly could because I just wanted to get away from him. The person stopped me, it was Penny. She just took me and hugged me the way only she can. Where everything seems like it was going to be alright. Only this time I knew it wouldn't be.

In the end, I guess you always think about the beginning…It's funny how it all started, an ended, with Quidditch.