Harry Potter

The Fight for Survival

By xXxKaraBeckerCutterxXx

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related concepts do not belong to me! I am merely borrowing them for my own personal enjoyment. All OC's and anything you dont recognize is copyrighted by me: xXxKaraBeckerCutterxXx

Rating: K

Pairing: Marcus/OC - Fred/OC - Harry/Ginny

Genre: Adventure/Friendship/Romance

Warnings: Please do not flame me for anything.

Summary: In order to deal with the future, one must understand the past. As the final battle approches the safety of Hogwarts is called into question. But as danger looms, the fight for magic...may come with a price.

Author's Note: Chapter dedicated too: Razmend, BamaRose, Matt-hardy-lover-101, DJScales, Fan Of Fics and ItzKevin97. Glad to hear from ya; and because of you lovely people this is another year that has made it to nearly 100 reviews; I can't thank you enough. Really, you truly are wonderful. :D

First Game of the Season

Breakfast.

It was Saturday morning; it was also the first Quidditch match of the season, and it was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Normally breakfast was a rather enjoyable affair, but it would seem that this morning both players of Gryffindor and Slytherin were slightly nervous...some more than others.

"I can't do this!" Charlie cried, as she chewed her finger nails nervously; she was just entering the Entrance Hall with Nikki, clad in her new Slytherin Quidditch clothes; and her nerves were getting the better of her by the second "I can't! I can't! I can't!"

"Yes you can," Nikki coaxed, trying to push her friend forward "You can do anything if you put your mind to it!"

Charlie shook her head "No, I really can't do this!"

Nikki sighed "Charlie! You've practiced, both on your own and with the team!" she stated "You're also a pretty decent flyer, for a Muggleborn -" she smiled "- you can do this! I know you can!"

"But if I screw up today..." Charlie started to protest

"Then you screw up," Nikki interrupted "No one is expecting you to be perfect! It's your first game, but maybe we will win on a technicality. The only Gryffindor that knows you've made the team is Riley, and we all know that she hasnt said a word to Potter and the others. Maybe they'll be so shocked to see you on the field, that we can use that to our advantages"

Charlie shook her head "You're so resourceful," she smirked

"Slytherin," Nikki shrugged "Come on..." she added, wrapping her arms around her friends shoulders and leading her up to the Great Hall.

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The Slytherin stands were a solid mass of Green and Silver; as opposite them stood the Gryffindors in their Red and Gold. Two very different houses...polar opposites...and each others worst enemies; especially when it came to Quidditch. If there were any inter-house friendships, they were out-casted when on the field and that was something Charlie was finding terribly hard to get through her head as she followed the rest of the Slytherin players into the changing rooms. Being the only girl on the team, like years previous; Charlie had her own changing room

"Charlie, come on!" Draco shouted from the boys changing rooms "The games about to begin!"

Charlie sighed and grabbed her broomstick, as she hurried into the boys changing rooms and followed them out onto the pitch. The Slytherin team walked out onto the pitch to tumultuous roars and boos. Charlie walking alongside Draco, who reached across and squeezed her hand reassuringly "You'll be great," he promised "I know it"

"Thanks," the Muggleborn smiled, as she looked up into the stands; as the colours bore down upon her and the others. It was understandable to see so many Slytherin and Gryffindor colours, but it seemed that even Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws had taken sides, admist the yelling, clapping and cheering a distinctive roar could be heard.

Coming to an halt on the pitch, Draco stepped forward towards Madam Hooch at the same time Harry did. "Captains, shake hands," she told them. Draco and Harry shook; all the while glaring at one another. "Mount your brooms. On my whistle...three...two...one..." the whistle sounded, and the two teams kicked off from the frozen ground, and they were away.

The Quaffle was thrown into the air, like many times in the past, as Nathan dived forward first. Around the stadium the watching students cheered loudly as Charlie did her best to put them out of her mind and concentrate on the task at hand. It didnt matter if she won or lost the match today, at least she had fun...that's all that mattered. Glancing up at the sound of her name, the Muggleborn reached out and grabbed the Quaffle as Nathan passed it to her and she ducked under an oncoming Gryffindor chaser.

Ginny flew up beside her

"Hey carrot-top," the Slytherin grinned

Ginny frowned at the nickname, and made a move for the Quaffle; but Charlie was faster and quickly passed the round sphere off to Blaise who flew past. Saluting Ginny, Charlie took off after her team-mates once more, as Blaise passed the Quaffle back to her and the rest of the team moved in surrounding her as they flew the length of the pitch. Passing the Quaffle back and forth between themselves, Charlie, Nathan and Blaise plummeted towards the Gryffindor goalposts as the rest of their team-mates held off the rest of the Gryffindor.

Quaffle in hand, Nathan aimed for the lower left ring, threw up the sphere and punched it through the air.

Ron swooped and blocked the attack.

Gryffindor roared in delight, as Slytherin's hissed from their stands.

"Yes!" Ron cheered

"Charlie!" Blaise yelled, and the Muggleborn screamed as she pressed herself close to her broom as a bludger from one of the Gryffindor beaters zoomed overhead. "Charlie, are you okay?"

The Muggleborn nodded "Im fine!" she retorted, swooping in and intercepting the Quaffle pass between Ginny and another Gryffindor chaser "Sorry carrot-top!" she smiled, before taking off up the pitch, Nathan and Blaise following her once more. Growing level with Ron, Charlie lined up the shot, threw it and -

Ron blocked.

Slytherin groaned once more.

"Thinks he's brilliant today, doesn't he?" came a snide voice, and Charlie was nearly knocked off her broom as one of her own team-mates collided with her hard. "Your blood traitor pal..."

Charlie glared "Team-mate or not," she growled "talk about Ron like that again, and I'll knock you out of the sky!"

"What's going on over here?" barked Madam Pince as she flew towards them "Get back to your positions! Both of you!"

Slytherin's new chaser Kyle Harper, glared at Charlie and flew back to the opposite side of the pitch. Charlie watched him go, before rolling her shoulder as pain rippled through it Way to go Charlie, make enemies with your own team during your first match...she nodded...very productive. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts the young Slytherin raked the pitch and headed back towards the Quaffle once more.

But it didnt matter, who had the Quaffle, Ron blocked each and every shot the Slytherins threw at him.

"Weasley! Weasley! Weasley!" the crowd chanted from the stands, and despite the fact that he wasnt even on her team; Charlie couldnt help but smile. Ron had always been known for his nerves, but seeing him first hand today, one wouldnt have imagined this to be the same Ron Weasley.

As the match ended, obviously Harry caught the snitch; when didnt Harry ever catch the snitch? Charlie laughed as Ron cheered at his own skill. "Yes! Whoo!"

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"I don't know what you were so worried about," Marcus smirked, as he pushed open a door to an empty room and pulled Charlie inside. They had just managed to ditch the other Slytherins and celebrating Gryffindors and he had dragged her further up the castle, and into a room where they could be alone "You were great!"

Charlie rolled her eyes "We lost Marcus," she responded

"Well, like you've said in the past; when was the last time anyone won Quidditch, since Potter joined Gryffindor?"

The Muggleborn smirked "Good point,"

"So, what really happened between you and Harper?" Marcus asked

"He collided with me," Charlie explained "Made a comment about Ron, and I told him plain as day, that if he continued to speak trash about Ron, that I would knock him out of the sky. Team mate or not"

Marcus shook his head "How were you going to knock him out of the sky, if he had done it to you?" he asked, placing his hands on her hips and pinning her against the wall. The door closed behind them. "Hmm?"

"I had a back-up plan," Charlie answered, curling her hands around his neck

"You always have a back-up plan," Marcus smirked, before he brought their lips together in a kiss "Back to the match; you played well. Gryffindor didnt know what hit them when they saw you..." he kissed her again "...Potter seemed genuily surprised, at least that's what Malfoy said...and you, Nathan and Blaise worked well as a team -" he cut off as she pressed her lips against his to shut him up.

Pulling back Charlie smirked "Can we not talk about Quidditch?" she asked "I went. I played. I lost..." she listed "...now, I just want to forget it all happened. At least until next time"

"Okay, and what do you propose we do, to kill time?" Marcus asked

"Well..." Charlie grinned "...Professor Snape interrupted us during last summer, you know, when I finally got you back. And since we've been back we havent had much time to finish what we started..."

Marcus smirked "Oh, you mean this..." and he lowered his head, and pressed his lips against hers. Their kisses were deep and passionate; clearly like none they had shared before. But they werent kids anymore, as long as they were careful not to go too far, everything should have been fine. Unless of course they were interrupted again.

Charlie sighed against his lips, as he nipped at her lower lip with his teeth; the young Slytherin parted her lips as she slid her hands down his chest, over his stomach and tugged at his jeans as she reached the loops in the top of them. At her tug, Marcus felt her pull him closer as a soft whimper fell from her parted lips and he trailed his kisses to the pale smooth skin of her neck. Moans mixed with the whimpers from his girlfriend, and Marcus felt warmth pool in his stomach when she moaned his name and her hips shifted ever so slightly against his.

Sensing things were escalating a little too fast, Marcus forced himself to pull away despite his body's very loud protest.

But just as the broke apart, the door behind them crashed open and Hermione run in, stopping short when she spotted the two Slytherins "Sorry...I thought this room was empty."

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Charlie asked, pulling away from Marcus and approaching her friend, and touched her shoulder "What did Ronald do this time?"

Hermione looked startled "How did you?"

"You're one of my best friends," Charlie answered "Besides, i've seen the way you look at him, its the same way Riley looks at Fred, and the same way Harry looks at Ginny" she smiled "You like him; even if you won't admit it"

Hermione let out a sob, as she burst into tears "What does it matter now?" she asked "He's not dating Lavender Brown!"

Charlie paused "He's not?" she asked "Ew, I thought he had more class than that, tramp!" she cried

Marcus stared at his girlfriend, but didnt comment.

"Hermione, if he's gonna choose her over you, then he clearly isnt worth it!" Charlie reasoned "There's no use crying over him! You're better than that. It's his loss at the end of the day, don't show him how much he's hurt you!" she smiled "Hold your head high and walk with pride!"

Hermione glanced up and opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off as laughter filled the room and Lavender and Ron walked in, stopping short when they saw the two Slytherins and Hermione.

"Oops," Lavender squeaked "I think this room's taken..." she tugged at his arm as she headed for the door

Ron didnt follow at once "What's going on?" he asked

Charlie got to her feet, as did Hermione; the latter looked furious.

"Avis!" the Gryffindor stated, through her tears "Oppugno!"

"'Mione, no!" Charlie cried, snapping her head to the right, but her warning was too late.

A flock of small canaries appeared in the room, and gathered above the two Muggleborns before swooping down through the air at Ron. The red head turned and headed for the room, as the birds hit the door and disappeared; casting his friends a look Ron left.

Hermione whimpered as she sank to the floor and buried her head in her arms, Charlie exchanged a look with Marcus, before sinking down beside her friend and wrapping her arm around her shoulders "Its okay," the Slytherin soothed "Everything will work out." she glanced up at the door "I promise!"

A/N: I always felt sorry for Hermione in this scene; but then again I wasnt particulary happy with this scene! During the books, this was supposed to be Harry and Ginny's scene. I was disappointed to learn they had changed it.

Other than that, im off. Night all.

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Chapter updated 01 April 2011 at 04:14am