The day of the first match arrived and despite the weather outside everyone was enthusiastic. Gohan and Hermione shared the same feeling about how crazy the magicals were towards Quidditch. As they sat at their house table to have breakfast, Gohan noticed Harry was missing.

"Wood dragged him up earlier so they could have some last minute strategy planning," Hermione said.

"Aren't they being a bit too paranoid?" Gohan asked.

"You've already been here for one whole year and you are asking me that question?" Hermione asked.

"Right," Gohan said and began eating the food.

I wonder what happened after Harry left Dumbledore's office yesterday," she said.

"Whatever it may be," said Gohan, "You've got to admit that it was quite a show."

"They are our professors, Gohan," Hermione said but then paused and smiled a bit. "but it really was a show."

Gohan smirked.

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Even after being there for this long, neither Hermione nor Gohan could help but be surprised to see the exciteness of the students over the match. Everyone either had an umbrella or was wearing a rain protective suit to prevent themselves from being drenched. The skies were loaded with heavy black clouds along with lightning making visibility almost zero. While Hermione worried about Harry Gohan had assured her that he was putting a constant look for Harry's ki signals and over what he was feeling, apart from being a bit worried but also hyped due to the adrenaline running through his veins Harry was fine and was actually enjoying the sport. The rain was hardly doing anything to stop or quaver him.

Lee Jordan had been provided with a special type of magically charmed glasses meant for this kind of circumstances. It helped him see clearly though the weather-mess making no interruption in his commentator-duty. It was mostly because of his comments was more than half of the crowd able to enjoy the match but even Lee couldn't keep up with the quickness of the players once the snitch was visible to the seekers. With only a few points' gap between the two teams, every single player was giving in their best and now with the two seekers after the snitch, Lee was finding it hard as to whom he would concentrate. Every section of the sport was at its best so he decided to stay on to the beaters, chasers and keepers after announcing that the seekers were now after the snitch.

Harry flew after the snitch with the other seeker just on his tail. Both had Nimbus with the other seeker a better model than Harry's. With this weather and now the anti-freezing charm wearing off of his goggles, Harry knew he was now in trouble. But then he realised something. Despite the cold weather due to the storm, it wasn't this cold that his goggles would freeze. Only then did he realise the handle of his broom starting to freeze as well. Not noticing the opponents' seeker taking a gallop making a u-turn, Harry kept going after the snitch. He was mere inches away from it when a black shadowy figure passed by him. Harry felt like he had been sucked out of life for once. Feeling a bit dizzy, he looked around, trying to find out what it was. Seeing nothing he turned his attention back at the snitch and cursed. The snitch was gone. He was still going up and now the thin air had also started to have its affect on him when the black clouds suddenly cleared and Harry found himself amongst a whole flock of dementors. The dark creatures sensed a living soul amongst them and made a run towards it.

Dark and sad memories flooded within Harry's thoughts when the first few dementors appeared in front of him. He could only take more with the shrieking of the lady echoing through his head again as his grip over the broom loosened and he started falling at terminal velocity.

Gohan had sensed the sudden drop in Harry's ki and creating the mental port saw the dementors through Harry's blurry eyes. He knew time was short. What could he do?

Dumbledore, with the same charm applied on his glasses which were helping Lee see through the clouds and announce the moves of the players, also say the dementors following a falling Harry. A small smile crept upon his lips as he took out his wands, pointing it at Harry who was now almost surrounded by the dementors. He was still high enough to be avoided from being seen by the crowds but time was ticking up quickly. Dumbledore knew if Harry fell from this high he wouldn't survive. Even an arresto-momento wouldn't be able to save him whether it has been cast off by the elder wand itself. So he gathered his thoughts looking for a happy one when he saw through his glasses something heading towards the dementors.

Gohan had had it enough. Realising he could try saving Harry before he was visible to the cloud he mentally told Hermione what had happened and before she could react upon it or stop Gohan he had blasted off into the air. No one paid attention towards him as they were all busy hearing Lee's comments.

Dumbledore could easily see that whatever it was, it wasn't a spell. It was too thick and too opaque to be seen through. And it was quick.

Gohan kicked up higher and faster, knowing how much the dementors affected him too. He knew he didn't have much time. Knowing he couldn't put up a show, he took out his wand, propelled his ki into his magical core and fired off a powerful wind charm towards the dementors blowing them away. Reaching Harry, he caught him and used instant transmission to teleport him towards an abandoned and out of sight corner of the pitch. He informed Hermione over what had happened and she ran towards the stand where the staff were sitting, enjoying the match.

Dumbledore couldn't believe what he saw. A beam of white light had flown towards Harry, blew away all the dementors and after it had surrounded Harry, it vanished in thin air. He looked everywhere but couldn't find the boy. Anger rose within him as he missed his chance to be the hero in that boy's life. Thought it was doubtful whether Harry would have appreciated that help, but it would've been a start. It was a minute later that Granger arrived at the stand and went straight for Poppy, whispered something in her ear making Poppy's expression changed into a horrified one. Without notifying anyone she left with Hermione as Dumbledore was too late to call them now. He sighed, got up and went after them, McGonagall and Lupin following him.

Once the three had reached there, they saw an unconscious Harry already being diagnosed by Poppy while Hermione and Gohan stood near him.

"What is going on?" McGonagall asked, beating Dumbledore as he opened his mouth to speak.

"We saw Harry falling towards the ground," Hermione said, quickly weaving up a lie. "He had fallen off of his broom and he was unconscious. We then saw something black and shadowy following him. it was only for a moment but I know it was a dementor, professor."

"What!?" McGonagall and other staff, save for Dumbledore exclaimed in shock.

"Ms Granger, I think you some overlapping clouds and thought of them to be a dementor," Dumbledore said with a humble smile. "Besides, it's raining too heavily to have you see something this clear. You obviously must've mistaken a cloud to be a dementor. They aren't allowed to enter the school grounds."

Hermione ignored him. She focussed upon Harry. He wasn't moving. He was cold and freezing. His breathing was quick and short as if he was chocking. While Poppy continued her diagnosis, McGonagall conjured a thick blanket and covered Harry with it. A warming charm around the boy then comforted her just a little bit.

The news soon spread throughout the quidditch pitch as Lee saw three professors along with Hermione and Gohan taking away a blanket covered Harry towards the castle. Mrs Hooch interrupted the match, finding out that Lee was right and that Harry had fallen off of his broom for unknown reasons. Not coming to a conclusion, she cancelled the match much to the disappointment of the students, especially Ron who shouted bad things at Harry, luckily remaining unheard amongst the 'boo's' of the students.

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Albus entered the infirmary and saw McGonagall, Poppy, Remus, Hermione and Gohan surrounding one of the beds. Approaching, he saw Harry, conscious but still shivering.

"Harry, my boy!" Dumbledore said in his grandfatherly tone. "What happened?"

"Dementors happened!" Poppy said with anger. "I thought they weren't supposed to enter school grounds?"

"They are not!" Dumbledore said. "Harry, was it really dementors?"

"It sure as hell was!" Harry shouted.

"Calm, down, Mr Potter," Poppy said as she made him drink another relieving potion.

"It's going to be alright, Harry," Hermione said. Gohan nodded as well. He knew Harry could now be given a senzu bean but in front of all these people? Especially Dumbledore? It wasn't a very good plan and Harry knew it too as he had a bean in his pocket. He always had since the day he had started to train with Gohan.

"Albus, I want those creatures out of this place the first thing tomorrow morning!" McGonagall said in anger.

"Minerva, it is..."

"She is right, Albus," Poppy said, still looking at Harry. "Some of us already told you that the dementors can't be trusted. If they are brainy enough to have joined you know who in the last war, that itself assures that they can't be trusted."

Dumbledore knew he couldn't win against these two ladies so he let it drop. His plan to impress the brat and make him feel guilty had failed by who knows what. He was cursing that light thing or whatever it was which had saved Harry from falling on the ground.

"Alright, I'll inform Cornelius," he said with a tired sigh and slowly walked out of the infirmary.

By the next day it was known to everyone what had happened. Malfoy couldn't stop taunting and teasing Harry over how he fainted seeing a dementor. Harry politely ignored him, thanks to the meditation Gohan had taught him. Those trainings were really helping him. Draco had fumed with anger when Harry didn't respond to his taunting but that was all he could do in front of all the students in the great hall. He couldn't do more because he had seen some unbelievable change in his godfather. Today morning, he had taken twenty points from Nott for hitting a first year Slytherin. That, too, was today's talk and like all other news, it also was now known to every single student in Hogwarts. It really was weird how fast news spread throughout the castle.

It was half an hour later with the breakfast hour finished that Hermione saw Harry wasn't joining them for transfiguration.

"You coming, Harry?" she asked.

"Professor Lupin arranged for an extra class for me this morning," Harry said. "I got McGonagall's permission to not attend her class."

"And she gave you?" she asked, a bit surprised. McGonagall wasn't among those to easily let a student be freed from her class for any reason at all.

"Lupin asked her especially for this," Harry said. "He's going to teach me how to defend against the dementors since they affect me this much."

Hermione understood and nodded her head and so did Gohan. The two then joined Neville and headed for Transfiguration.

Harry entered the small office and saw the always tired looking professor. He had been once told by Gohan how he had felt a dark ki within Lupin. It was suppressed but was dark. Harry had believed him but not completely. He had noticed how Lupin always looked tired with heavy sulking eyes. so he asked him then.

"Professor, are you alright?"

"I told you to call me Remus when we are alone, Harry," Remus said with a smile. "And yes, I am fine. Why'd you ask?"

"It's just that you always look so tired," Harry said.

"Oh, that's something personal, Harry," Remus said with a warm smile. So, shall we begin?"

Harry nodded, taking out his wand as the trunk in front of him was unlocked and the door to the office closed behind the two occupants.

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A/N: Small chapter...Sorry.

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