Dreams
Chapter One: First Encounter
A/N: This is my first fanfic. Please please please don't crucify me if I do a bad job. Constructive critics welcome…..
Disclaimer: While I trot along the fine line of genius and insanity, I just want to say that all I own is the plot. I don't have the brilliance or the bank accounts of probably one of the greatest minds known a.k.a. J.K. Rowling.
"Welcome to Quidditch!! I'm your commentator, Lee Jordan. Here comes Potter."
The crowd is going wild while Harry Potter, the boy who lived, comes out in his maroon and gold robes. The slimy Slytherins mount their brooms as the Gryffindors enter the pitch. The crowd, mostly made up of Gryffindor supporters, as yelling in support for their team. You can even see a few of them casting spells to make the Slytherin team look like idiots. Finally, after much anticipation, the teams are up and at it. Angelina grabs the Quaffle the instant the teams are in the air. Harry spots it…a glint of gold. It's the Snitch. He dives down to try reach it but that greasy weirdo, Draco Malfoy, sees it too. They both race. It looks like they just might collide. Hermione and Ron look very pale…
"Draco has it, he has it" screams Lee Jordan.
It was the biggest upset of the century. Harry, looking completely defeated, limps back to his locker room. After he changes, he just goes to the common room to seat in silence. Ron and Hermione, trying their best to cheer him up with wizards chess and even offering him some of Honeyduke's finest chocolate can't get a word out of him. Mutely, he charges to his dorm in retreat. Once alone, he can think about what happened.
"I can't believe he beat me. It just isn't possible. How could he!?! That pale faced freak has beaten me at my own game". Hushed tears run down his fourth year face. He wants his parents there to comfort him but he knows it just isn't possible.
"Not even magic can bring them back" Harry says.
He eventually finds a haven in his dreams…or he thinks he does until he hears his mom's voice.
"Harry, come with me," the deceased Lily says. He is trying to say to himself that it's not real. He ultimately gives in to his emotions.
"What could be the harm" he says to himself.
"Come Harry, let us show you" James Potter, the famous Chaser replied.
(A/N: Yes, Chaser. I know in the movie it said he was a seeker but I even researched it, just to make sure and he's a chaser)
Harry steps into the dark corners of his mind with his parents to show him the way.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
A/N: Sorry, that was kinda boring wasn't it. I know I know. I had such a hard time getting past that Quidditch scene. Where am I going with this you ask… I'm still not completely sure. I'll try to post up another chapter by the end of the week.