Part 7 picks up from the Quidditch match.
He just had to get that Snitch. And there was absolutly no sign of Draco.
He kept going and going getting closer to it all time. He was almost there.
He reached out a hand towards it. Now he was only a few feet from it.
He had it. He had caught the Snitch! The crowd erupted with cheers and screams.
We won Harry thought to himself.
He flew to the ground and got off and walked into the locker room with the rest of his team. The Slytherins looked mad and sulky.
"Great game, guys!" said Oliver Wood enthusiasticly. "We won by 170 points! 10 to 180! Great game!
"And great catch, Harry. Let's see a repeat performance next match!"
"Harry, let's go to the party in the common room," Hermione said when they were walking out of the locker room.
"Alright, Herm-i," said Harry with a big grin on his face. "We sure showed Malfoy!"
"He's going to be sulky for a few days now," said Hermione.
"Good," said Harry.
When they walked into their common room the whole room exploded in another round of cheers.
"Great job Harry!" said Lavender Brown.
"Yeah, great job!" yelled Neville.
Harry and Hermione found seats at the table and enjoyed the puddings and pumpkin juice that were set up there.
Later in the Charms classroom, Harry and Hermione were talking about why Ron was acting strange a few days before.
"Maybe he saw something about of the window," suggested Hermione, shrugging.
"What was Ron like when we saw him next?" asked Harry.
"Oh I remember," said Hermione. "He was telling us that Snape was being attacked!"
"Do you think that what he was distracted with had anything to do with that? Maybe he saw that blob outside and went to tell Dumbledore or something, but by then it was too late?"
"Well let's ask him tomorrow and I'm going to bed because I'm tired. It's been a long night. Do I get a kiss good night?" asked Hermione.
"Sure, of course," said Harry, as the two third years kissed.
The next morning at the breakfast table, Hermione and Harry asked Ron about the other day.
"Ron, a few days back, why were you so distracted?" Harry asked.
"Well," said Ron, "Dumbledore told me not to tell you, but --"
"Don't tell us. Break school rules? No way!" interrupted Hermione. "If Dumbledore told you not to tell, then don't tell. You don't want to be in trouble with him, do you?"
"I guess not," said Ron. He got out a quill and some parchment and scribbled something down on it, folded the parchment up, and pretended to put it in his pocket, but really gave it to Harry so Hermione wouldn't notice.
Harry unfolded it and read it.
I'll tell you in the dorm
"Okay," Harry whispered to him.
Till next time...
