A/N: I might post a one-shot on the Founders tomorrow.

Last chapter: We headed back to our common rooms, careful not to be seen together and I started packing. There were only five days left of school, then we were going to the Weasleys. I was going to be surrounded by my friends, by a family...

It was going to be the most beautiful Christmas of my life.

Chapter 12: A busy day

After that, I went to the Great Hall for lunch. Everyone was chatting nervously and the Slytherins kept shouting insults to the Gryffindors. There was something I didn't know. I sat as always between Fred and George.

"What's happening? Everyone is acting strange."

"Well, we may have forgotten..."

"...or intentionally didn't tell you..."

"...that the Gryffindor vs Slytherin..."

"...Quidditch match is..."

"...scheduled for this afternoon."

"What? This afternoon? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well, we and Snape..."

"...McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey..."

"...thought that you..."

"...shouldn't know."

"Why not? I could've found a way to come to the game without any problems or to stay in the castle."

"Well, we didn't know what..."

"...we should do. If you chose to..."

"...stay in the castle people would ask..."

"...why, cause your house team is..."

"...playing, but if you chose to come, and..."

"...someone hurts Harry, it would be suspicious if you show your pain."

"Ok. But I will come. I know you all try to protect me, but I have to get used to it and try to conceal my pain."

"Selene, it's not your fault..."

"...that you have this connection, you..."

"...just tried to save him."

"It's going to be ok. I'll stay close to the teachers. Their balcony is immediately next to the Gryffindor section."

"Ok, but we don't..."

"...want to have problems with our teachers"

"You won't. I'll be fine. And if something happens, it's not your fault."

Out of all the members of the team, Harry was the most stressed one.

"Hey, Harry. Are you okay?" I asked

"Yeah, just a little nervous."

"There's no need for that. If McGonagall made you a Seeker, that means you're really good."

"Yes", Hermione helped me." Even Wood said that you're awesome, and he's very picky about the team members."

That afternoon we went to the Quidditch pitch.

"Calm down, don't be so nervous dear. My arms look like the sky"

"It's easy for you to talk Draco, if someone on the pitch is hurt, you won't feel it. And no offense, but the Slytherins form the team are very violent. They usually send the seekers especially to the hospital wing. Imagine what's gonna happen to me."

"If it makes you feel better, me, the Weasel twins and all the teachers will be against them if they hurt you."

"It helps a little." I said, and I felt my forearms itching as a medal appeared on my left arm, indicating that he felt proud for making me feel better.

Finally, the game started. All the teachers looked nervously at me, and I gave them a small smile along with a soft nod.

"And, the Quaffle is in the possession of Angelina Johnson, from Gryffindor. What a good Chaser, and beautiful too"

"Jordan!"

"Sorry, Ma'm"

Minnie was right next to me, watching Jordan carefully and being prepared to cast painkiller spells if anything went wrong.

"Oh, c'mon, you like his jokes." I whispered to her.

"Yeah, but the others don't have to know about it."

Things went well for the first part of the game. Hagrid arrived.

"No s'gn of the Snitc' yet, huh ?"

"No, Harry didn't have much to do till now." Ron answered.

"Well, he di'n't get hurt, that's a thing too, right?" he eyed me with a smirk on his face. I raised an eyebrow so high it nearly met my hairline.

But Hagrid didn't have time to laugh, cause Harry's broom went crazy, trying to knock him off.

"It's Quirrell, he's jinxing the broom" I whispered to Minnie.

But Hermione had another idea. As I muttered a wandless confundus charm to Quirrell, she set Sev's robes on fire. Anyway, Harry took control of his broom again. He wanted to catch the Snitch, but ended up trapping it in his mouth. But only I noticed, and that because the wings of the bloody thing hurt my mouth. It was so powerful that he fell off the broom one meter and a half from the ground. I was nearly breaking the wood bench by squeezing it because of the pain.

Finally, he let the Snitch fall into his hands and Gryffindor was declared the winner.

Finally, I was free of pain till next term.

We headed back to the Gryffindor tower, where we celebrated the victory. Fred and George borrowed the map from me and went to the kitchens and took food. I liked the party and we all wanted it to keep going, but we had school tomorrow and around midnight Percy sent us all to sleep. I feared the nightmare I might have if I slept, but at a late hour, I eventually drifted off to sleep.

The pale face had an anticipating victory smirk on it, though it wouldn't last long. I never noticed that before, too worried about Harry, but I saw something that confirmed my theory: From the black robes on the floor, the last material proof of Voldemort's existence, a shadow slipped and left our room in silence. Voldemort was still alive in a way or another and it was my job to find and kill him once and forever. A blinding flash of green light obscured my vision.

I woke up taking a deep breath. I felt like drowning. A stinging pain burned my left wrist: I had the Dark Mark on it. I felt guilty for that. He was thinking about him cause I didn't control my mind and he saw my nightmare.

"Sorry for that. I should've controlled my mind. You should've have saw that. I just..."

"How often?"

"What?"

"How often do you have that nightmare?"

"I had it a few times a month when I was little, but then it stopped. It came back while I was unconscious."

"You don't have to be sorry. Now I finally saw what kind of man he was. But I'm not like my father. When You-Know-Who comes in the light, I'm going to help you defeat him. I love you and I won't let you suffer anymore. Flint already has a leg tied to his bed with a stinging rope. If he tries to escape, it'll tighten around his ankle."

"Release him. I appreciate, but you're not better than him if you do that. I love you too. Good night."

Maybe I can't stop Voldemort now, but I already won an alley and decreased the number of possible Death Eaters.

It wasn't a huge step, but he was one of the most powerful Heirs in the wizarding world and him not being a Death Eater, it's a very important thing for the light side. As he drifted off to sleep, the Dark Mark disappeared from my wrist.

With small victories, we will win this war.

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