I Will Not Bow Down
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I Will Not Bow Down
Twenty-Five: Quidditch
Harry didn't know where to begin, but with at the same time he was busy with Quidditch practices and he learned why his Mum used to complain about it. He was getting thankful for Hermione since she was the one helping him to make schedules so he could study. Wood was brutal and was calling him their secret weapon. He did notice certain things like Snape was getting worried himself making him snap faster than before, but he had stopped with the Potter thing. He had seen him complain about the dog to Filch.
He was reading Qudditch Throughout the Ages so he could remember some of the things. When he had told his Mum had found out he was a Seeker she had been very worried about it, and now he knew why, the Seekers were the ones that got attacked more. He was thinking of moves, when the others saw Snape coming their way.
"What are you doing Holmes?" he asked and Harry showed him the book. "Library books cannot be taken outside, give it to me Five Points from Gryffindor."
"No." Harry said.
"What did you say Holmes?" Snape demanded.
"Your right to take it, if the book was from the library but it is not, it's mine. We can go to Professor McGonagall if you want sir."
"Fine, it seems Gryffindor needs all the helps it needs, ten points for your cheekiness Holmes." Snape said leaving he had a limp on his leg still.
"That wound has not healed." Harry said.
"What are you talking about Harry?" Ron asked.
"On Halloween when Hermione and I were attacked by the Troll, I notice that Snape had a wound on his leg, it seemed like a bite."
"Where would he get a bite?" Neville asked.
"Think about it, where else do we know is a dog." Hermione told them.
"But he wouldn't go there." Ron said.
"Wouldn't he, something is hidden in the Third-Floor and whatever it was its important." Harry told them.
"Are you saying that he tried to steal it?" Neville asked.
"Could be."
"He wouldn't steal from Dumbledore." Hermione told him.
"We need more data, whatever the dog has is important I can make the conclusion that the Troll was let in for that reason." Harry told them.
"We need to find out whom?" Hermione told him.
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The next morning Harry was really nervous it was going to be the first Qudditch match Gryffindor vs. Slytherin and Harry didn't eat.
"You have to eat something Harry." Hermione told him.
"I'm not hungry." Harry told her.
"You should at-least eat some toast." Hermione told him.
"I'm just not hungry." He told her.
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Everyone was getting ready by 11 and Harry was trying not to be nervous, even if he heard Wood begin to tell the speech that both Fred and George seemed to have memorized or so they told Harry about it. Madam Hooch was refereeing and everyone seemed to be excited. He turned and saw Hermione standing there with both Neville and Ron but she was smiling his way, he felt ready for this.
"Mount your brooms please." Madam Hooch said and she blew the whistle and they were off.
"And there off, this year should be great for the Gryffindor's who had a new Seeker in Harry Holmes-Potter, but you have to look at Angelina isn't she a beauty—"
"Jordan." Professor McGonagall scolded him.
"Sorry professor." Jordan said and continued to narrate the game as the Gryffindor scored and Harry was noticing that the Slytherins were not exactly playing fair.
"No sign of the snitch yet?" Hagrid asked who had come from his hut to the stands.
"Nope." Ron answered.
A bludger went after Harry who had done some turns to stops his nerves, he noticed it than the Snitch, and he went for it, but he wasn't the only one also the Slytherin Seeker had seen it. They both went for it and Harry's room was faster of course and before he could give it a bump in speed he was bumped into almost dropping him off the broom. Jordan was talking getting warnings before he could say anything.
"Flint almost kills the Gryffindor Seeker and a penalty for Gryffindor."
The game continued and Harry felt something odd, the broom moved on its own. He looked at it and it happened again, made the movement, but this shouldn't be happening. Nimbus Two-Thousands didn't lost control like that, nobody seemed to be noticing at all either, but he had no control of the broom anymore.
In the stands Hermione was hearing Hagrid's words about Dark magic and she got his binoculars immediately and turned to see Harry. She moved the binoculars to the stands and saw it.
"I knew it." she snapped.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Snape, look." She said showing them to both Neville and Ron. "His jinxing the broom, I know it."
"What do we do?"
"Leave it to me." Hermione told both of them. Neville and Ron looked at each other knowing that Hermione would do something.
In the air Harry was trying to hold on to the broom not to fall off but at the same time he understood something, he was seeing as both Fred and George had come to help him, but his broom went higher. He didn't know that Hermione was on her way and she pointed her wand at Snape's robes before saying the spell.
"You're on fire!" one of the people said and Snape tried to stamp the flames out but he smacked everyone down. It was all it took for Harry to get back into his broom. He was able to see the snitch and he and the Slytherin they both went down, but as the snitch didn't seem to be stopping into the ground the Slytherin Seeker went up but Harry calmed the broom before he got up and went to get it, when he fell off his broom, he got up and he was looking at if he was going to be sick. He spat it out, the Snitch and everyone began to celebrate.
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Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville were in Hagrid's Hut drinking tea after the match and it was really helping him.
"It was Snape." Ron told him. "Hermione saw him didn't you?"
"Now that's Rubbish why would Snape try to kill a student."
"Why would he go for a three headed-dog?" Harry asked.
"How do ye know about Fluffy?" Hagrid asked.
"Fluffy?" Neville asked.
"That thing has a name?" Ron asked.
"Yes, he's mine I let Dumbledore borrow it—don't ask me anymore." Hagrid said and Harry knew he would get answers.
"Hagrid, I know about enchantments when I see one and Snape wouldn't stop looking at Harry's broom." Hermione told him.
"I'm tellin' ye yer wrong, now listen to me the four of yeh—yer meddling in things that don't concern yeh forget about Fluffy whatever his Guarding it's between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel." Hagrid told them.
"So Nicolas Flamel is involved?" Harry asked.
"I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have said that." Hagrid told the four of them and they couldn't get more out of him about it.
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Later That Night
"Your broom was what?!" Joan asked.
"Somebody jinxed my broom." Harry told his parents.
"The culprit is getting nervous." Sherlock told him with a smile, which Harry knew by now it was because of the crime not that he was happy he had been almost killed, he could see it by his Father's eyes they were an ice cold color.
"Did you find anything?" Sherlock asked before he was pushed away.
"Are you fine?" Joan asked.
"Yes, Mum Hermione broke the enchantment." Harry said proudly and Hermione blushed.
"What did you do?" Sherlock asked her.
"I set his robes on fire." Hermione said and the creepy proud Joker smile that Sherlock showed her ran fear down both Neville and Ron's spines.
"Brilliant!"
"Who was it?" Joan asked.
"Snape, Dr. Holmes I read about jinxes and Snape didn't leave his eyes off Harry's broom." Hermione told her.
"The dog?" Sherlock asked.
"He's name is Fluffy and it's Hagrid's."
"Of course it is." Joan said.
"He told us whatever its hiding or protecting it's between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel." Harry told them.
"Sherlock, does the name ring a bell?" Joan asked.
"No, but it's important the culprit is good with dark magic if the jinx in Harry's broom is anything to go by."
"Alright, we lost him." Joan said as Sherlock had gotten into his Mind Palace. "Go to sleep all four of you and do be careful."
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