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Katie Bell sat in the locker room of Puddlemore stadium. She starred down at her shoes, feeling a tad nauseated. She was about to play the most important quidditch match of the season. If the Holly Head Harpies (her team) won this, they would win the world cup.

But that wasn't the reason she thought she would see her breakfast again. She was about to play against Oliver Wood. Just hearing his name again sent butterflies up through her stomach. She hadn't seen her old team mate in years.

The two teams had avoided playing each other until now. But the press was going crazy. The both of them were on every cover of every wizarding magazine out there.

Eventually she knew they would have to face each other. They were the two top teams in the world. Of course both Oliver and Katie knew that one would have to win, because they would have to play this game. Neither would forfit. They were too much of team players. And way too competitive with each other, they had been since they were kids. Should be an interesting game.

"Bell, you ready?" Katie's coach said, as her other team mates lined up.

"Ready as I'll ever be coach." She got up and joined the front of the line.

"Coach, do you think that it's a good idea for Katie to play? She has history with the keeper." Her fellow chaser said.

"That keeper is damn good. We need the best chaser we can have. I hear he hasn't let a single goal in his entire career."

"Let's just do it." Katie said. The giant door's opened, and light flooded the locker rooms. And Katie got a flash back of the games at Hogwarts. Only instead of Oliver leading the pack, it was her.

Okay, so now you're going to hear Oliver's thoughts before the game!

Oliver Wood paced the changing rooms he had gotten to know over his time on the Puddlemore team. He was brought back to the times when he had paced the Hogwarts changing rooms before a match. And Katie Bell had told him to sit down and stop worrying. But she wouldn't do that now, because she was the one he was worrying about.

Silly. He thought to himself. I shouldn't be worrying over Bell. I tought her ever everything that she knows, I know all her tricks. But he continued pacing.

Then again, the three of my old chasers were the only ones who could get a goal past me.

His three chasers. The best he had ever known. The thought of his whole team made him smile like a mad man. They were a great team. Worked together better than anybody he knew. No team could ever match to what they had.

And it was odd to think, that the one he was most fond of, would be scoring against him. Sure they had always been competitive with each other. But that was always to make her better, or just a game for fun. Now, it was the real deal. This was not practice at Hogwarts, this was not a silly race that she had challenged him to. But this was the most important game of the year. Maybe even his life.

And suddenly, he wished that they were back in Hogwarts. That nothing had changed. That they were all on the same team. And something that he hadn't thought about in a very long time. He wished that Fred Weasley had never died. Because that was the real reason they were no longer the strong team of friends they had once been.

"Wood, ready to play?" The seeker for Puddlemore asked, shattering all of Oliver's thoughts.

"Yeah." He replied. But that was lie. He would never be ready to face her again. And he wondered how he would get through this match.

Alicia time!

Alicia walked along the stands trying to find her seat. She found that she would be watching the game from the best seats possible. The ones where you could see the players, and the players could see you.

She wondered, if Oliver and Katie saw her, if they would recognize her. She didn't think it was possible. They hadn't seen each other for a very long time. And there were thousands of fans.

Sitting there waiting for the teams to come out, wasn't the most exciting thing in the world. So she let her mind wander. And started wondering what her other two old teammates were doing.

How was Angelina in the states? Was George doing well with his shop in Scotland? He must have been, because there were articles everywhere about it in the newspapers. Did they think about their past as much as she did? Probably not, they had exciting lives.

All of a sudden, the doors opened, and two teams flew up into the air. The games were about to begin.

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