A/N Thanks to everyone who has reviewed me, esp Hermione Alexandra, thanks
to you I've now improved ch 3 (well spotted) but I guess we all make
mistakes! And to Jody, no I'm not Asian, I'm English!!! sorry if I can't
update as often as I would like but have GCSEs to revise for (YUK) keep r/r
Han xXx
Chapter 4: The Match – Gryffindor Vs Ravenclaw
The next morning came and Harry and Ron were two of the first awake. They decided to go down and wait in the common room for Hermione. Harry was thinking about the coming match that day, but Ron's mind was pre-occupied with the night before. How was Ron going to be able to talk to Hermione without Harry being there? The two boys sat in silence for about 5 minutes when Hermione finally entered looking quite cheerful.
"Good morning!" she said.
"What are so happy about, and at this early in the morning?" Ron replied looking flabbergasted at her energy.
"Oh nothing important, come on lets go to breakfast, I'm starving."
"Oh hang on, I've forgotten my Firebolt. I won't have time to come back up here before the match, won't be a minute." Harry told them. This was perfect thought Ron, and he grabbed the opportunity to tell Hermione about the previous night. He explained everything in as much detail as he could before Harry would come back down.
"Contolus Completeus? I think I've read about that in one of my books upstairs. Hang on give me a minute." Hermione said desperately racking her brains. "Yes, I've got it. It's a spell that gives you the control over the object you're cursing; the name gives it away really. And you said she was pointing her wand at the snitch? Ron, I think we should tell Harry now, before it's too late." Hermione said sounding concerned.
"Tell me what?" it was too late, Harry had come back down the stairs and heard his name being mentioned, "I heard my name, don't deny it." They had no choice but to tell Harry now, and so they did, but Harry was not convinced.
"Are you sure Ron? Why would Cho want to control the snitch? She's not a cheater." Harry said sounding a little defensive on Cho's behalf.
"Oh Harry, isn't it obvious, she took to heart what Ron said about never beating you on the Firebolt and has put a spell on the snitch to ensure that she wins." Hermione snapped back. All signs of her happy mood seemed to have gone out of the window now.
"But, it doesn't make sense that's all, Cho's my friend, our friend, she knows Ron was only joking. She has as much chance as catching the snitch as I do. If anything she's had more experience."
"I know, I think you're just going to have to see what happens. We haven't time to do anything now the match starts soon. We'd better get a move on Harry." Hermione replied.
*
Half an hour later, Harry was soaring high above the stands on his Firebolt. It was quite cold out still but at least it wasn't raining like it had been the night before. Infact, it looked like the sun was trying to come out, as every now and then a sudden burst of the sun's rays would appear from behind the huge fluffy grey clouds. Harry's stomach was buzzing with excitement. It was great to be back flying up high again after two months of not even being able to practice. He was looking desperately around for a shimmer of the golden snitch, keeping an ear open trying to hear Lee Jordan's commentaries above the cheers from the stands, although they grew fainter and fainter the higher he went. Gryffindor were up at the moment. Both Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet had scored a goal each which made it 20-10. He zoomed around, Cho not far behind, and then he saw it. A glimpse of the shiny golden walnut sized ball with tiny fluttering wings. He leaned forward with all his might gaining more and more on the snitch. Hand out stretched; he was just ready to feel the cold ball in the palm of his hand, but the snitch suddenly jerked away in the opposite direction. With the capability to suddenly change direction, he headed after the snitch once again; half aware he was heading at full pelt towards the Slytherin stands. Hand outstretched once again, he leant forwards incase it jerked out of his way again, and gained more speed. He made for the grab, but it jerked again. But which way did it go? Left, no right, no left
SMACK
He'd gone to fast, hadn't turned quick enough and had got too confused as to where the snitch had changed direction. There were loud shouts coming from the stands, and Harry was sure laughs, cheering and claps were coming from the Slytherins. But what happened next he'll never really know, as the next thing he knew, he was lying in a bed in the hospital wing, Hermione, Ron and Cho all at his side looking reasonably worried.
"Harry! You're awake. Are you ok? We've been so worried." Cho said and a concerned look filled her eyes, which Harry couldn't help but notice looked even prettier in this light.
"I er, think so. Wh-what happened?" He breathed, but it was painful to talk, his ribs felt like the Whomping Willow had punched him a thousand times.
"You, er, crashed into the stands. The Slytherin stands to be exact. What happened out there Harry?" Ron replied. Harry moaned. Of all the stands to crash into, it had to be the one Malfoy would be in.
"I – don't – know, the – snitch – kept – jerking – every – time – I – went – to – catch –it." Harry said very slowly. His ribs really hurt, especially when he spoke or moved quickly. Ron looked at Harry then Hermione and then to the floor. Hermione seemed to have the same sort of expression on her face. But they couldn't say anything with Cho in the room. How could she sit there looking at Harry in that state, knowing it was all down to her? But their thoughts were soon disturbed by the shouts of Madam Pomfrey demanding that they left and let her patient get some rest.
"We'll come back and see you first thing tomorrow." Ron promised Harry. Hermione nodded with agreement and left before Madam Pomfrey came back to yell some more, leaving Harry wondering where his friendship with Cho was really going. She seemed concerned, worried, but yet it was now obvious that she had done something to the snitch.
Han xXx
Chapter 4: The Match – Gryffindor Vs Ravenclaw
The next morning came and Harry and Ron were two of the first awake. They decided to go down and wait in the common room for Hermione. Harry was thinking about the coming match that day, but Ron's mind was pre-occupied with the night before. How was Ron going to be able to talk to Hermione without Harry being there? The two boys sat in silence for about 5 minutes when Hermione finally entered looking quite cheerful.
"Good morning!" she said.
"What are so happy about, and at this early in the morning?" Ron replied looking flabbergasted at her energy.
"Oh nothing important, come on lets go to breakfast, I'm starving."
"Oh hang on, I've forgotten my Firebolt. I won't have time to come back up here before the match, won't be a minute." Harry told them. This was perfect thought Ron, and he grabbed the opportunity to tell Hermione about the previous night. He explained everything in as much detail as he could before Harry would come back down.
"Contolus Completeus? I think I've read about that in one of my books upstairs. Hang on give me a minute." Hermione said desperately racking her brains. "Yes, I've got it. It's a spell that gives you the control over the object you're cursing; the name gives it away really. And you said she was pointing her wand at the snitch? Ron, I think we should tell Harry now, before it's too late." Hermione said sounding concerned.
"Tell me what?" it was too late, Harry had come back down the stairs and heard his name being mentioned, "I heard my name, don't deny it." They had no choice but to tell Harry now, and so they did, but Harry was not convinced.
"Are you sure Ron? Why would Cho want to control the snitch? She's not a cheater." Harry said sounding a little defensive on Cho's behalf.
"Oh Harry, isn't it obvious, she took to heart what Ron said about never beating you on the Firebolt and has put a spell on the snitch to ensure that she wins." Hermione snapped back. All signs of her happy mood seemed to have gone out of the window now.
"But, it doesn't make sense that's all, Cho's my friend, our friend, she knows Ron was only joking. She has as much chance as catching the snitch as I do. If anything she's had more experience."
"I know, I think you're just going to have to see what happens. We haven't time to do anything now the match starts soon. We'd better get a move on Harry." Hermione replied.
*
Half an hour later, Harry was soaring high above the stands on his Firebolt. It was quite cold out still but at least it wasn't raining like it had been the night before. Infact, it looked like the sun was trying to come out, as every now and then a sudden burst of the sun's rays would appear from behind the huge fluffy grey clouds. Harry's stomach was buzzing with excitement. It was great to be back flying up high again after two months of not even being able to practice. He was looking desperately around for a shimmer of the golden snitch, keeping an ear open trying to hear Lee Jordan's commentaries above the cheers from the stands, although they grew fainter and fainter the higher he went. Gryffindor were up at the moment. Both Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet had scored a goal each which made it 20-10. He zoomed around, Cho not far behind, and then he saw it. A glimpse of the shiny golden walnut sized ball with tiny fluttering wings. He leaned forward with all his might gaining more and more on the snitch. Hand out stretched; he was just ready to feel the cold ball in the palm of his hand, but the snitch suddenly jerked away in the opposite direction. With the capability to suddenly change direction, he headed after the snitch once again; half aware he was heading at full pelt towards the Slytherin stands. Hand outstretched once again, he leant forwards incase it jerked out of his way again, and gained more speed. He made for the grab, but it jerked again. But which way did it go? Left, no right, no left
SMACK
He'd gone to fast, hadn't turned quick enough and had got too confused as to where the snitch had changed direction. There were loud shouts coming from the stands, and Harry was sure laughs, cheering and claps were coming from the Slytherins. But what happened next he'll never really know, as the next thing he knew, he was lying in a bed in the hospital wing, Hermione, Ron and Cho all at his side looking reasonably worried.
"Harry! You're awake. Are you ok? We've been so worried." Cho said and a concerned look filled her eyes, which Harry couldn't help but notice looked even prettier in this light.
"I er, think so. Wh-what happened?" He breathed, but it was painful to talk, his ribs felt like the Whomping Willow had punched him a thousand times.
"You, er, crashed into the stands. The Slytherin stands to be exact. What happened out there Harry?" Ron replied. Harry moaned. Of all the stands to crash into, it had to be the one Malfoy would be in.
"I – don't – know, the – snitch – kept – jerking – every – time – I – went – to – catch –it." Harry said very slowly. His ribs really hurt, especially when he spoke or moved quickly. Ron looked at Harry then Hermione and then to the floor. Hermione seemed to have the same sort of expression on her face. But they couldn't say anything with Cho in the room. How could she sit there looking at Harry in that state, knowing it was all down to her? But their thoughts were soon disturbed by the shouts of Madam Pomfrey demanding that they left and let her patient get some rest.
"We'll come back and see you first thing tomorrow." Ron promised Harry. Hermione nodded with agreement and left before Madam Pomfrey came back to yell some more, leaving Harry wondering where his friendship with Cho was really going. She seemed concerned, worried, but yet it was now obvious that she had done something to the snitch.