Olivia's POV

An hour later we headed to lunch. Earlier I had moved the potion into some vials I had in my trunk. I carried one of them in my pockets and picked a random cup off the table. I poured it in and handed it to Bobby. He smiled and took it. He walked over to Tom and I watched his smile fall as he frowned. He was to talk to him about the game later. I watched as he talked to him and give him the drink. He picked another off the table and drank. And Tom followed him. After a few seconds he looked confused, then he looked at Bobby. I saw him tell Bobby something, and Bobby nodded. Tom's head dropped and then he looked up suddenly. I saw him mouth out my name, but I couldn't make anything else out. Bobby nodded again, and Tom started to look around. His eyes fell on me and he stood up and walked over to me. "I am so sorry." he said. I shrugged. "Who made the potion?" he asked. I smiled. "Don't say I never did anything for you." he smiled and sat down. Bobby came over also and sat down on my other side. "Okay. Remind me never to drink something a girl gives me." Tom told us, looking at his food. I patted him on the back. "I'll be sure to do that." He smiled and started eating. "So who do you think will win, Hufflepuff or Gryffindor?" Bobby asked. "Wait, I thought we were playing." Tom said. I shook my head. "Well, there goes the fun for today." he muttered. I smiled. "It might actually he a good match." I looked back and saw Draco. "Do you want something?" Tom asked him. He shrugged and sat in front of me. Tom glanced at me, but I just shrugged and started to eat again. "Where is your girlfriend?" I asked. Draco looked around. "I haven't seen her." he answered and took a sip of his juice. "Well I think Hufflepuff will win. Potter has won too many times." Bobby said. They agreed with him, but I want to have a little faith in Harry. But I still think Cedric will win the game for Hufflepuff. They continued to talk about it until lunch was over. We all headed down to tue quidditch pitch together and sat in the front seats of the green bleachers. And it started to rain, hard. I wrapped my coat around me and stood with my arms crossed. We watched as the teams went onto the field and start the game. I really wanted to be playing. We had planned this game and practiced for it for a while. I looked away from the game, and saw a familiar black, shaggy dog. I excused my self and went over to him. "Duke, what are you doing?" he looked up at me and wagged his tail. I chuckled and sat by him at the end of the Slytherin bleachers, next to the stairs. I watched as Harry, who had theses weird goggles, looked over at us and then looked away and shot off higher, following the snitch. I lost him in the fog, but I saw the hooded figures fly around. Dementors. Then I saw Harry again, but he was surrounded by them. And then Cedric caught the snitch. As the commentator was saying Hufflepuff won, Harry fell off his broom. I screamed and flew down the stairs. When I got to the field, I saw as Harry slowed down and hit the ground. I tried to run over to him, but there was still Dementors surrounding him. "Expecto Patronum!" I yelled and saw my wolf come out of the tip of my wand. It ran towards the Dementors and they fled. I moved it around till all of them were away, then ran to Harry's body on the ground. I stopped by him and shook his shoulder, but he was out cold. Someone came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulders. "He will be fine." I looked up and saw Dumbledore. He also had McGonagall and Lupin behind him. And Hermione and Ron were close behind. Lupin walked up and helped me to my feet. I followed him off the pitch and we walked to his office. When we were there, he turned to me and smiled. "You never show struggle, do you? The patronus charm is a very complicated spell, and you can do it perfectly. Even the full one with the animal and everything." I smiled. "What's going to happen to Harry?" I asked. His smile fell. "He might have a broken arm, but nothing too bad." I nodded. "Can I go to the Hospital Wing now?" I asked. He nodded. I turned and started to walk towards the room, but a Ravenclaw stopped me. "How did you do that? That was amazing! I haven't seen a third year do that complicated a spell!" I nodded and tried to pass her, but she wouldn't let me. She was going to say something else, but another Ravenclaw came and pulled her along. I smiled and hurried to the Hospital Wing.

Hermione's POV

I walked to the Hospital Wing with Ron beside me. "Why is it so important that she can do the patronus charm?" he asked. I shook my head. "It's a very complicated spell. Especially when she has the animal appear. I didn't think she was that powerful." Ron smiled. "I still don't think it's that important." he said stubbornly. I sighed and opened the doors. We went over to where the twins and the team were. "Is he still out?" I asked them. They nodded. "He didn't hit the ground that hard." Angelina muttered. Olivia came in then. "He still out?" she asked. We nodded. "Well, finally it's not me who's on the bed. But Harry isn't much better." The twins nodded and grimaced. "Olivia, how were you able to produce the pratronus?" I wondered suspiciously. She shrugged. "It's not very important. I was just protecting Harry in a way that was possible from my position. It was easy, really. Don't need to think about it." I stared at her in disbelief. "That was easy?" She looked up at me. "Yes. It's simple. Especially when you can do spells silently and without a wand." She looked down again. I could tell she was still frustrated with me. I sighed and let it go. I looked down as Harry started to move. He turned his head his eyes fluttered open. He reached for his eye glasses on the small table next to him. He rubbed his head and looked between us. "Harry! How are you feeling?" Fred asked. "What happened?" he said, sit sitting up so suddenly he held his head. "You fell off," said Fred. "Must've been — what — fifty feet?" George guessed. "We thought you'd died," said Alicia, who was shaking. "But the match," said Harry. "What happened? Are we doing a replay?" No one said anything. Then Harry realized what happened. "We didn't — lose?" "Diggory got the Snitch," said George. "Right when you fell. He didn't realize what happened. When he looked back and saw you on the ground, he tried to call it off. Wanted a rematch. But they won fair and square … even Wood admits it." "Where is Wood?" said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there. "Still in the showers," Fred told him. "But no one blames you Harry. It wasn't your fault." Olivia said, trying to soothe him. He shook his head and sank back in his pillows. She put her hand on his arm, but he shook it off. "I'm sorry guys. I really am. Can you please leave though?" he asked. The people on the team nodded and left slowly. Ron and I started to leave, but Olivia didn't go anywhere. I still left though, and so did Ron.

Olivia's POV

Once everyone left, I sat by Harry. "Why didn't you leave, Olivia?" he asked, turning to me. I shrugged. "At a time like this, someone shouldn't be left alone. Especially when they're angry at themselves." He sighed and turned to me. "Thank you." I nodded. "It feels weird. To be the one in the bed and you visiting me, I mean. It's backwards." I smiled. "And it doesn't feel good in either position." I told him. He nodded sadly. "Did someone get my Nimbus?" he asked suddenly. I frowned. "I don't know. I don't think so. I'm sorry Harry. I don't think anyone was really paying attention to a broom when someone fell from fifty feet." He nodded. Pomfrey came over then. She said she wanted him to rest and have him for the rest of the weekend. He agreed and she gave him a sleeping potion. After he was sleeping, I made my way back to the common room. But someone covered my eyes while someone else picked me up bridal-style. The twins. "Guys, let me go!" I said as I struggled in the arms. "I don't think so. You're coming with us." I sighed and relaxed. Fred removed his hands and I saw I was in George's arms. I leaned my head on his shoulder while he carried me. "You really are as light as you look." he commented. I smiled. "I'm guessing that I'm light?" I said and he chuckled. "Get a room love birds." Fred muttered. I leaned back and looked at him upside down. "I don't know what you're talking about, Freddie." he smiled and ruffled my hair. I leaned up again. Finally we stopped in front of a ripped portrait. But in there, instead of a fat lady, was a night. "Password?" it asked, looking at his unsheathed sword. "Scurvey cur." Fred said. The night frowned, but opened up. "Weasley, why are you carrying a Slytherin in your arms?" it asked as we passed. "Because I want to." he answered and passed through the hole. Some people scowled at me when I came in, but the twins didn't seem to notice. Once again George sat on the couch, but kept me in his arms. I sighed, but didn't move. Hermione came in and shook her head. But George only laughed. "So what did you and Harry talk about?" Ron asked as he also came down from his dormitory. He frowned at George, but did say anything. "He feels bad about the match. We talked about a few things other that that, but Pomfrey came over and gave Harry a sleeping potion. He'll stay in there until tomorrow." They just nodded. I got up out of George's arms and sat next to Hermione across from him. He smiled though. I leaned back into chair and sighed. "I still like it better in my common room." George shrugged. "Your common room is pretty cozy." Fred and Ron stared at him. "You went down there?" Ron exclaimed. George looked at him and smiled again. "Olivia invited me." Hermione chuckled. "I don't think so. Dumbledore said I needed someone with me at all times. George offered and Dumbledore was fine with it. And he followed me to the common room." I explained to them. "But her common room is in a wall! Like, you walk up to a certain wall, say a password, and the wall rearranges itself into a door." Ron smiled. "Awesome. How do you remember what wall, though?" I shrugged. "It's like a maze I guess. You look at different things so if you get lost, you can find your way back. And trust me, you could easily get lost in the dungeons." Ron was still confused though. It was clear on his face. "But how do you find your way if you are lost?" I smiled. "I have Aldrea. He helps a lot." "Wait, who's Aldrea?" Hermione chimed in. I looked at George. He shrugged. "Her pet." Hermione looked back and forth between us. "Is that like a cat or something?" she asked. I smiled. "Why would I be a cat?" Aldrea asked as his head popped out of my pocket. Hermione nearly fell out of the seat. She looked up at me. "You're a Parseltongue?" she asked shakily. I nodded and patted his head. "You can't come out here. There are too many Gryffindors." I hissed so quietly no one heard me except for Aldrea. He looked up and me then went back in my pocket. "Wicked." I looked up and smiled at Fred. At least someone else thinks he's cool.