Months passed, and it was eventually time for the Quidditch final. Hufflepuff was out of the running, as was Slytherin, so a tense school eagerly anticipated the Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw match. Natalie and Nathan exchanged much friendly banter in the lead-up to the contest.

"C'mon, surely Victoria would want you to be a gentleman?" Natalie teased.

Nathan raised an eyebrow. "Scared you'll lose, so you're asking me to let you win?"

Needless to say, there was a lot of bragging rights on the line. Natalie had mentioned how tense Oliver Wood was at breakfast- this being his last chance to win a Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts.

When the two teams marched out to the pitch, a tidal wave of noise greeted them. About half of the crowd was wearing scarlet rosettes, waving scarlet flags with the Gryffindor lion upon them, or brandishing banners with slogans like, "GO GRYFFINDOR!" or "LIONS FOR THE CUP!"

However, Ravenclaw was not short on supporters, however, as there were many dressed in the house colors of blue and bronze, including much of the Slytherins. Eddie, Nathan, and Claire, not being affiliated with either house, did not show any allegiance, Eddie noticing that Cho Chang, who would have been Harry's future love interest, was now Seeker for Ravenclaw.

"And here are the Gryffindors!" Lee boomed. "Natalie Rogers, Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinett, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, and Oliver Wood. Widely acknowledged as the best team Hogwarts has seen in a good few years."

Madam Hooch ordered Wood and the Ravenclaw captain Robert Hilliard to shake hands, and they begun the game.

As the fourteen brooms rose into the air, Natalie immediately started looking for the Snitch. Meanwhile, Nathan had grabbed the Quaffle and was streaking towards Oliver. Nathan tried faking Oliver out, but he was ready, expertly deflecting the shot.

"And it's Gryffindor in possession, Alicia Spinnet of Gryffindor with the Quaffle, heading straight for the Ravenclaw goalposts, looking good, Alicia!- Argh, no. Quaffle intercepted by Turner, Turner of Ravenclaw tearing up the field"

WHAM! The Bludger smashed into Nathan as he dropped the Quaffle. Eddie winced.

"Nice Bludger work there by George Weasley, Warrington drops the Quaffle, it's caught by- Johnson, Gryffindor back in possession, come on Angelina - nice swerve around Page- duck, Angelina, that's a Bludger! SHE SCORES! TEN ZERO TO GRYFFINDOR!

The match was progressing fairly well, neither team willing to budge as the score climbed higher and higher. Both teams reached the 500s by noon, and the 1000s by dusk. The crowd was restless. At one point, a Gryffindor sixth year almost fell over the railing trying to catch the Snitch himself.

"And you shall serve detention for two weeks!" McGonagall barked. It was clear the anxiety was getting to her.

"My knowledge is that if the game doesn't end in the next forty-five minutes, it could be the longest game in Hogwarts Quidditch Cup history," Lily announced over the mic.

Nathan had put on a furious barrage of points, scoring forty goals. Natalie, for her part, was desperate to catch the Snitch and end it. Then, she saw it.

Furiously, she broke for it. She said later it was the most intense she had felt in her life. Natalie threw herself forward, knocked Cho's hand out of the way, taking both hands off her broom. She dove for it and-

"YES!"

Her shriek of joy was heard throughout the stadium, and it was bedlam the moment Madam Hooch's whistle went off. Lily later compared it to the Mets winning the 1969 World Series in terms of crowd reaction, a sea of crimson and gold was storming the pitch. The crowd must have just been relieved it was finally over. Final Score: Gryffindor eleven hundred and ninety, Ravenclaw one thousand and sixty. Natalie hoisted the Quidditch Cup into the air. Gryffindor had won.