¤´¨·.¸¸.·I was just bored and hyper so I started typing. I know there may be some chronological errors in this one but just make believe okay. lol. Well i hope you like it. If not Deal with it. lol. R&R·.¸¸.·¨´¤

The Perfect Match?

"Surprisingly I slept quite well, I mean after that I didn't think I'd be able to sleep for months. But I think I'm ready for the match today. Just think of Flint as Ginny or something right?", Ron said in a voice that was twitchy and all but calm. "Haha, yea although I wouldn't let Ginny hear you say that. She might take it as an insult to herself," Harry replied smirking to himself, both because of the McGonagall/Dumbledore thing and also because of Ron's nerves, "Well we better eat breakfast fast so that we can get down to the pitch and practice a little bit before you have to give your pregame speech." So they quickly ate some toast and jam, and then hurried down to the field to do a couple of laps to get warmed up.
"So what are your thoughts on Errr... McGonnagall and Dumbledore. At first I thought it was weird and unnatural but the more i think about it I don't know how I didn't realise it earlier," Ron admitted,"but it's still bloody gross to see two old people all over each other," he quickly added hoping to keep some of his stance against it.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It may even be a good thing. After all the happier the teachers are the most likely the happier we will be. I mean if they are always together then that means they have less time for schoolwork which means that most likely we will have less work"
"Yeah, I doubt that. But it's good for them as long as they aren't snogging publicly any more. I really don't think I could stand that. Ewe. Well I guess we'll see what they are like in public when they are in the stands today"
"Okay so here's the deal. Slytherin is barely ahead. If we beat them here we will be the leaders for the time. But there is a problem with us getting that. After Fred and Georges little fanged frizbee stunt Fred will not be playing today. Which means that Ginny Weasley will be filling in for him.", Oliver said starting off his usual pep talk, "And I'm not saying she's not good, she is actually really good, it's just that she doesn't know any of our strategy. This will put a heavier load on Me and the Chasers. Well that's all I have to say. We can't talk strategy since that's out the window.", he said giving a particularily nasty look at George, "Now let's go!" And with that the entire team picked up their brooms and walked out onto the field. The weather was cool, clear, and slightly windy. Not at all bad weather for a Quidditch match.
"MOUNT YOUR BROOMS!", Madame Hooch hollered, "AND GO!" she said while also throwing the quaffle into the air.
Harry immediatly started flying up and down the field trying to cover as much ground as he could in hopes of finding the snitch early and winning the game. As he flew by the teachers tower he noticed that McGonnagall wasn't in her usual spot sitting next to Lee Jordan to keep him from yelling obscenities at the Slytherin players, She was sitting up high with Dumbledore. The were sitting very close to each other and he could tell the were laughing. If only Ron could see this. Ron was having his own trouble. It seemed he was having a hard time imagining Flint being Ginny because it was only five minutes in and they were already losing 40 nothing. Montague came in from the left swerved and threw, Ron dove forward with his broom but didn't quite make it, the Quaffle went straight through the center hoop. Now it was 50 nothing. Ron slightly disheartened by this turn of events looked down in shame. But what he saw woke hime up quickly. He thought he had to be hallucinating. Two teachers were walking away from the field. Something must have happened. As he looked more intently he saw it was Dumbledore and he though McGonagall. But they didn't look like they were in a hurry. They were slowly walking up to the castle, and they were holding hands. Their head of house was leaving the game to have some alone time with her boyfriend, who was the Headmaster!
"RON! LOOK OUT!!!", Harry screamed.
"What!", Ron spat back still angry that McGonagall had left. But it was too late. George had tried to do one of his best plays. Where he hits it towards the keeper of their team and then Fred hits it at a Chaser of the opposing team, but as Fred wasn't there and Ginny had no knowledge of this play, the bludger sorta hit Ron right in the Face...

To Be continued...

P.S. Don't get mad at me for making it look as if MMAD is a bad thing. I plan of adding a twist.