Chapter 11 : An Attack At A Match.
The Death-Eaters were crowded around a small area of tree's. Macnair was stood on a tree stump, looking down on to the surrounding Death-Eaters.
"As you will know, there has been a change of plan. Nott's son said that a quiddich match is taking place tomorrow, Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff. Potter and Weasley are on the Gryffindor team. It is a great opportunity to attack him, whilst he is least expecting it." explained Macnair menacingly.
"Do you expect us to do that with Order members around and Dumbledore?" asked a witch seriously.
"Yes. Dumbledore is only human. It may take a few of us to kill him, as well with Potter. If a few attack at the same time, they will be unable to defend themselves." replied Macnair calmly.
"Potter blocked twenty of the most powerful of Death-Eaters. Lestrange, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were amongst the other powerful Death-Eaters. All of them were killed. Only a few of the powerful Death-Eaters stayed alive, because they ran away. That includes you, Nott and Snape. Potter killed the Dark Lord's most faithful Death-Eaters, with a few waves of his wand." said the witch urgently.
"As I said, we will be able to defeat them." said Macnair firmly, though he didn't look in any of the people's eyes.
No one said anything to this, they just stared at the person next to them. Macnair left the people and walked around the Forest, thinking.
Back in the dormitory, Harry and Hermione were hugging each other. Hermione was awake, Harry was half awake.
Harry kissed Hermione's neck and the moved her neck, so that he could get in better. She smiled to herself, she didn't understand how two people could love each other so much.
"Harry?" said Hermione gently.
"Yeah." replied Harry softly, his eyes still closed.
"What do you think out wedding day will be like?" she asked excitedly.
"It will be perfect. We will have all the best decorations, all the top guests and we are going to love it. It's going to be like a dream, our special day. I hope your not holding back on the expenses." said Harry quietly, kissing Hermione.
"I'm doing fine with all the decorations and stuff. All out guests have been invited. I had to use your name on some, as they would come because it's you. The English quiddich team is coming, most of the Ministries top employees and lots of famous authors, and people like that." said Hermione happily.
"I bet you loved it when they were a possibility. The only problem is, we don't know any of them." said Harry calmly.
"That's won't be a problem. They know you more than you know yourself." said Hermione defensively.
"It will be great. Now I have to get up, the match is soon. I haven't played quiddich for over a year. I might of lost my skill." said Harry nervously, getting up and pulling his quiddich clothes on.
"That isn't possible. You're the best I've seen. When you use to play, I was so excited for you, though nervous. You have had so many injuries from quiddich, I didn't want you to get hurt." said Hermione softly.
"I won't get hurt baby, it's all a game." said Harry humorously, walking over to Hermione and kissing her.
Harry took ten minutes getting ready. Then he and Hermione went down to the Great Hall, Harry had his Firebolt over his shoulder.
When they entered the Great Hall, Harry sat with his team. Hermione sat next to him, hugging into him.
"Listen, all eat a good breakfast. Hufflepuff aren't a real big challenge, but we have a lot of new team members. We haven't had that much training, so we are going to have to learn quick. After everyone has had a breakfast, we will go down to the changing rooms." explained Harry clearly.
"You must eat something as well." said Ginny seriously, piling food onto her plate.
"I will, I will." said Harry calmly, piling some food onto his own plate.
Twenty minutes later, the team had eaten enough breakfast. They all walked down to the changing room, broomsticks on their shoulders.
They all sat around on the benches, whilst Harry began giving a quick pep talk. Harry spoke to everyone individually.
"Ron, I know you had a problem with your nerves. I also know you have improved a lot. The Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's won't cause problems, it's just Slytherin. They don't like facing us, because we have skill. They will try and make you let in as many goals, as they can. Just try and ignore them and don't lose your head." said Harry calmly.
Ron nodded nervously and began fiddling with his broomstick. Before Harry spoke again, Ron piped up.
"Does anyone know a spell that will allow me to ignore the surrounding people?" asked Ron hopefully.
"I do. If I perform it, you will not hear anything. You will have to keep your eyes everywhere, especially on Harry. If he calls timeout, you won't hear the whistle." replied Ginny seriously, brandishing her wand.
"Sure. I'll keep my eyes on Harry, whenever the Quaffle is at the Hufflepuff end." said Ron simply, standing up in front of Ginny.
Ginny muttered a few words and then Ron gave Ginny the thumbs up. Ron sat down and kept his eyes on Harry.
"Ginny, you are really good with everything. I want you to work with the other Chasers. Make sure that they fly correctly. We need as many goals as possible. I will catch the Snitch as quick as I can." said Harry honestly.
"The other two Chasers, Demelza and Romilda, you need to concentrate on keeping the Quaffle out of the other team's hands. I want you to both be serious, no messing around." said Harry firmly, giving Romilda a stern look.
They both nodded and placed on their gloves. Harry turned to the final members of his team, the Beaters.
"You two need to improve greatly. I haven't had time to build you up. I haven't had time to improve your strength and speed, I promise that will change after this match. I need you to keep the Bludgers away from the Chasers. I can dodge them, just protect the Chasers. If you can, take out the other teams members as well." said Harry happily, smiling at the two.
Above them they could hear the sounds of hundreds of feet filling up the stands. Harry smiled, he hadn't been out on the pitch for a long time. Harry waited at the doors, with his team, waiting for the signal for them to enter the pitch.
Harry listened intently, waiting for the commentator to speak. When he heard it, he laughed openly as he heard Colin Creevey's voice.
Colin Creevey was a sixth year. He had a little brother who was just as excited and hyper as him. The both of them tried everything to make Harry happy. They were obsessed with him at one point.
"Welcome students and teachers of Hogwarts. This is the third match of the season. It is Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor. It is Gryffindor's first match of the season. The team have almost brand new team members. All chosen by the Captain, Harry Potter." explained Colin excitedly.
The sound of trumpets was sounded across the grounds. Harry nodded to his team. Then Colin roared.
"HUFFLEPUFF." he shouted.
The Gryffindor's could hear people cheering and could hear the team flying around the pitch. Then Colin shouted again.
"GRYFFINDOR." he yelled happily.
The gates in front of Harry and his team opened instantly. Harry mounted his broom and he and his team did a lap of honour. The kept in formation. Harry was in the lead. The soared once around the pitch, before doing an amazing dive, which led into a full flip.
Harry laughed at the success of the flip. People cheered loudly. Harry could see many banners amongst the audience.
Harry and his team landed on one side of the pitch. They stood opposite the Hufflepuff team. Harry and the other Captain smiled at each other happily, and shook hands before Madam Hooch ordered them to.
"You both know the rules. Let's have a good match." she said clearly, then she let loose to Snitch and Bludgers.
Harry and his team got into position and waited for Madam Hooch to start the match. She placed the Quaffle under her arm and blew hard on the whistle. She threw the Quaffle high into the air.
Instantly, Harry's Chasers flew in and grabbed the Quaffle. Harry focused on his search for the Snitch. Harry thought quickly that he had spotted it, but found it to be someone's badge, in the crowd.
"GRYFFINDOR SCORE. A FANTASTIC GOAL BY GINNY WEASLEY!" roared Colin happily.
Harry spun around to find Ginny waving her hands in the air. Harry knew she would be the first to score. Everyone in the crowd cheered, except the Slytherins. They all seemed to be attempting to distract Ron.
Harry looked at Ron, who had his eyes on the Chasers and the Quaffle. He occasionally glanced at Harry. Harry was happy to see that the spell Ginny cast, was actually working.
Harry began searching for the Snitch once more. He was searching for it for at least five minutes. Gryffindor had scored another five times and Ritchie had knocked a Hufflepuff Chaser off his broom, momentarily.
Harry then saw it. It was over the Gryffindor fans. Harry turned his broom, to find the Hufflepuff Seeker half way there. Harry lay flat on his Firebolt.
It took seconds for Harry to reach the Snitch. He looked behind, to find the other Seeker still getting closer. Harry snatched the Snitch out of the air, extremely quick. The place roared with cheers.
Harry sped around the pitch once and then Madam Hooch blew her whistle and screamed.
"GRYFFINDOR WIN!" she screamed happily.
Harry turned around and came face to face with Ginny. She was beaming happily, then a flash came speeding towards her and hit her full on in the face. She was knocked off her broom and began spinning towards the floor.
Harry dived after her and caught her just as they got to the floor. Harry jumped off his broom and handed Ginny to a teacher.
Harry then realised that there were screams in every direction. Harry turned around and could see large groups of hooded and masked people, Death-Eaters.
Harry's heart was beating so quick, it hurt his chest. Harry pulled out his wand and began walking towards people, people who were struggling to exit the pitch.
Harry ordered a large amount of first years to grab onto him. They did nervously and Harry transported them into the Great Hall.
Madam Pomfrey, Madam Hooch and the Prefects were in here, trying to control the situation. Harry left the first years and approached Madam Pomfrey.
"Where is Albus?" asked Harry hurriedly.
"Harry, oh it's good to see you. Please don't go out there. Albus has just left to help." said Madam Pomfrey hastily.
Harry disapparated out into the grounds. Harry could see the back of all the Death-Eaters. Beyond them were Order members, some students and teachers, all trapped in the quiddich pitch.
Harry slashed his wand, whilst running. He made Death-Eaters fly left, right and up. Once Harry had knocked enough down, the trapped people exited the pitch and began attacking with Harry. Dumbledore stood next to Harry, no twinkle in his eyes.
"Harry, they have come for you and myself. We need to kill as many as possible. They will continued coming back, until one of us is dead." said Dumbledore fiercely, sending a Death-Eater soaring through the air.
"I understand. I think I know how to control my ability, with fire. Shall I risk it?" asked Harry seriously, producing a shield, whilst he spoke.
"If you are sure you can control it, then it may be very useful." replied Dumbledore quietly, patting Harry on the back.
Harry braced himself. He concentrated with all his might, to produce fire. Instantly he felt a soft wind pass over his body. He opened his eyes and found himself surrounded in blue flames. Harry smiled at his achievement.
He began making balls of fire, in his palms. When a Death-Eater approached him, he sent a ball at them. Harry burnt eleven Death-Eaters, before they began retreating.
Harry, Dumbledore and Order members chased them towards the main gates. Once the Death-Eaters were past the gates, they disapparated out of site.
Harry's adrenaline was at it's maximum. Harry didn't drop the fire surrounding him, he turned to Dumbledore, who had began to calm.
"I thought you a had the school under a protection?" said Harry seriously.
"Yes, the school. The grounds and Forest aren't protected. I must ask you to tell your Centaur guards to defend the Forest." replied Dumbledore calmly.
"I will. I shall tell them to kill any one who are untrustworthy, they will know who they are." said Harry simply.
Harry waved his wand and a silver mist flew across to the Forest. It entered the Forest and almost instantly, hundreds of Centaurs came galloping into view.
Harry waited for them to join him and Dumbledore. Then he looked around at some familiar faces.
"Welcome friends of the Forest. I must ask of your assistance. I wish for you to kill any untrustworthy being, that enters the Forbidden Forest. I wish for you to bring any bodies to Dumbledore here." ordered Harry importantly.
"We shall do as you wish, Master." said a nearby Centaur guard, bowing his head.
Harry smiled at them and turned to Dumbledore. Behind Dumbledore, Harry could see around fifty Aurors and the Minister for Magic approaching.
"What do you call this, Secrolia?" snapped Harry aggressively. "You are late, I thought it was your job to be stopping these surviving Death-Eaters!"
"I am so sorry Harry. I have no excuse as of our lateness. I just bring these Aurors to help in case of another attack. Please forgive me." begged Secrolia urgently, bowing his head.
"Very well, make sure you are of some help next time." said Harry calmly.
Harry left them and walked up towards the castle. His adrenaline hadn't decreased, so the flames were still surrounding him.
As he entered the Great Hall, all the students expressions were amazement. Hermione came into view and Harry's flames died away. Harry embraced Hermione and kissed her softly.
Well another chapter. The next will probably be Harry and Hermione's wedding. Before that, Dumbledore will tell Harry something which could stop their marriage. Then Dumbledore tells Harry something, which could make his grieving for Sirius stop. Thanks