Unfortunately I didn't get to ask either about what had been on the note because the next day came before I even knew what was happening. The weather today was miserable and it poured rain, a thunderstorm coming just in time for the quidditch game. Typical.

I will always wonder why the teachers let the games go ahead on days like this, I think it's just stupid. If it's really bad weather, like today, then the quidditch game should be cancelled. Call me mean and a stick in the mud, but the risk to students is far to great for them to be flying on broomsticks in the middle of an electrical storm!

The sky was black as thick clouds blocked the sun and rain bucketed down by the gallon, insuring that no one escaped getting wet. Yet here I am in the Gryffindor stands wearing my worn out raincoat, which is full of holes, getting soaked to the bone while cheering Harry on as he zips around the sky on his Numbus 2000, hoping he doesn't break his neck. The match hadn't been going long but the competition was fierce, it was Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff and the chanting could be heard even above the noise of the storm.

'Gryffindor! Gryffindor!' Hermione, Ron and I shouted along with the rest of out house while the Hufflepuffs could be heard calling,

'Hufflepuff! Hufflepuff!'

There was high energy and as I looked over to the Slytherin spectators I could see Draco who was merely watching the match, looking disinterested in the whole affair. Though a glance in my direction and a wink told me he was secretly going for Gryffindor. I grinned, I had the feeling he'd be on my side.

Suddenly Harry flew past us and I put my hands to the sides of my mouth, shouting 'Go Harry!' Hermione and I laughed when we realised we had both done the same thing. We were Harry's miniature fan club. Hehe. Anyway, more to the point Gryffindor is currently winning which, of course, means that we are even more hyper, despite the awful weather. But the way things were going I was worried for my friend's safety.

I had good reason to be, this was insane! People were going to get killed if this didn't stop. Looking to the sky I winced as I saw another bolt of lightning flash and I saw the players having to dodge umbrella's that had escaped their owners as they blew about in the howling winds. I gasped as I saw a Hufflepuff's broom catch fire after being struck by lightning! This had to be stopped! I looked to the teacher stand and saw my father sitting there, his face looked expressionless but for some reason I could almost feel that he knew this was wrong too. I had to get the teachers to stop the match before someone was seriously hurt. I started to push my way through the crowd when I vaguely heard someone call out to me.

'Rose! Where are you going?' I turned around, it was Hermione.

'To get this madness stopped!' I shouted back, hoping she heard me over all the yelling.

Then with that I went back to trying to weave in and out of all the students who were still cheering on our house. Now don't get me wrong, I have just as much house spirit as the next girl but right now all the chanting was starting to get on my nerves. How could people be so stupid as to encourage this? The students on the teams were going to get themselves killed!

'Excuse me! Pardon me! I'm trying to get through here!' I shouted as I pushed people aside, only to have someone push me back.

'Get out of the way, we're trying to watch!' It was a Gryffindor who looked to be in fifth year. I snarled at him.

'You won't be watching for much longer when all the competitors get killed in this storm!' With that I once again shoved him and went past. When I was about halfway to the teachers stand I looked back to the game to see what was happening and gasped when I saw Harry shoot upwards into the sky, still chasing after the golden snitch. 'No..no, no no! Harry you idiot you're going to get too close to the lighting!' I slapped myself in the face, he was crazy. I looked back up just in time to see him disappear into the clouds and I silently prayed that he wouldn't get hurt during all of this.

As I continued towards the teachers I suddenly felt an extreme chill run through my body. I started trembling and as it grew worse I couldn't stop. My body heat didn't so much as drain away or leach out slowly, it abandoned me with callous speed to leave me helpless and shivering too violently to either flee or communicate. A feeling of dread washed over me and a scream echoed in my mind, I don't know who it was but as I glanced around feverishly I saw no one screaming in terror like what I thought I'd heard.

Seconds later however I looked back up and saw none other than Harry falling through the air, without his broomstick! I let out a shriek and watched in disbelief as he plummeted towards the ground. 'HARRY!' My scream pierced the air as I saw my best friend and my shaking grew worse, he was going to DIE! I heard more screams and shouts of fear then suddenly Dumbledore stood up and called out a spell, stopping Harry from hitting the ground before he became a pancake. I'm not sure what happened after that as it was all to much and I saw the world go black as I passed out.

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Hey guys, how's it going? What did you think of that? Was it worth the wait? I certainly hope so!

~Lexa