Chapter7: I Love My Broom
It was two days until the dance, and five minutes until quidditch practice. And therefore Harry and Diana where about to be late. Harry was sitting in his room polishing his broom, and had not noticed that he had been polishing his broom for about two hours now. Diana, on the other hand, could not find her broom anywhere.
Diana opened up her underwear drawer in search of her lost broom. "God damn it, where's my broom?!" Hermione was sitting, and watching her in amusement.
"I don't think it's in there, dear." Hermione tried not to laugh.
"Well, if your so clever, you find my broom!" Diana's face got as red as the red underwear she was holding in her hand.
Hermione got up, walked over to Diana's closet, and opened the door. Diana's firebolt fell to the floor. "Go figure." Diana said, and then hit her head feeling very stupid indeed. "I'm going to be so late." Diana ran over, and grabbed her broom.
"Don't worry Harry is still in his room polishing his broom." Hermione laughed.
"Still," Diana got a puzzled look on her face. "God, he's in love with that thing. Guess I better break up the make-out session."
"It's too late Diana, he's leaving you for his broom." Hermione laughed.
Diana bolted out of the room, and by some weird coincidence she happened to run into Harry. "Nice broom." She laughed.
"Yes, were getting married in August."He looked lovingly at his broom.
Diana stopped dead in her tracks. "What?!"
"Just kidding." Harry laughed.
Diana and Harry continued to walk to the quidditch pitch. When they got to the locker room everyone was dressed and waiting for them. "Well, if it isn't the two love birds now." Ron said, with an evil grin. "Harry and Diana sitting in a tree. K-i-s-s-i-n-g. First comes love. Then comes marriage. Then comes the ba... Oh my God your uncle would kill you!" Ron's grin faded.
"Well, as long as we were married first." Diana said unsurely. Everyone stared at her. "Well, ok, he would kill me, even if we were married." Diana bit her lip. Ron laughed.
"Are we going to practice or what?" Harry asked very annoyed.
Diana sat on her broom amazed at Harry's quidditch skills. "Wow! He's good!" Diana yelled over to Ron.
"The best!" Ron yelled back. Diana sat in amazement. "Diana, come take shots on me!"
"Ok! I'm coming." Diana began to take shots on Ron. "I've never seen anyone so good." Diana smiled, as she looked back at Harry.
"Who? Harry? Really? I thought you were this great seeker back at your old school. That's what Harry told me." Ron asked. Diana turned back around so fast she almost fell off her broom.
"Well, I can't even hold my balance on a broom. I wasn't that great." Diana laughed. Ron laughed too.
"No, I mean it. I heard you were awesome." Ron said, still laughing.
"I wasn't as good as him," She turned around, and watched Harry. "He's terrific." Diana turned back around, and took a shot on Ron. It went right in.
"If you were half as good as a seeker as you are a chaser, you could give Harry a hell of a time trying to beat you." Ron said, Diana blushed.
"You think..." Diana was cut off by a loud scream.
Ron and Diana turned around. Diana's mouth opened. There was Harry laying on the ground.
***
Diana was above Harry smiling. She leaned over a kissed him. "Diana,
what happened?" Harry asked her. He looked around. They were in a dark room.
Diana put her finger on his lips. " Shhh! It's ok."
"Diana, what..." Harry stopped.
Diana didn't have the her same smile. Her smile looked evil, like, like, like Voldemort's. "Diana, what's wrong? What's going on."
"Harry. Harry." Her grin looked even more evil.
"Diana, Diana!" Harry yelled.
***
His head rolled from side to side. "Diana, Diana!" He said over and over again.
"Harry! I'm here. Someone go get Madam Pomfrey!" Diana yelled. Ginny ran to get Madam Pomfrey. "Harry! Oh please, please be ok." Diana held Harry's head up.
***
"Diana, Diana!" Harry tried to get up, but he couldn't.
Diana's smile went away. Tears rolled down her cheeks. "Harry, Harry. Wake up." Diana whispered.
"What happened Diana?" Harry's voice seemed to crack.
"Harry! Are you ok?" She whispered.
Everything got blurry. Suddenly the room disappeared. He could see the blue sky, and the green trees. Diana and Ron were leaning over him. "Are you feeling ok?" Diana asked.
"My head hurts." Harry groaned.
"You fell." Diana ran her hands though his hair.
"I heard a scream when I was falling. Who screamed?" Harry looked around.
Ron and Diana looked at each other. "There was another attach." Ron said quietly.
"Who was it?" Harry looked into Diana's eyes.
"Lavender." Diana stuttered
A/n: Sorry it took forever to get up this chapter. I'd like to thank everyone who has read and reviewed my story. On to my dedication. I'd like to dedicate this chapter to the leprechaun who lives in Massachetts. Oh, and his Sponge- Bob square pants underwear.
~Diana Snape~
It was two days until the dance, and five minutes until quidditch practice. And therefore Harry and Diana where about to be late. Harry was sitting in his room polishing his broom, and had not noticed that he had been polishing his broom for about two hours now. Diana, on the other hand, could not find her broom anywhere.
Diana opened up her underwear drawer in search of her lost broom. "God damn it, where's my broom?!" Hermione was sitting, and watching her in amusement.
"I don't think it's in there, dear." Hermione tried not to laugh.
"Well, if your so clever, you find my broom!" Diana's face got as red as the red underwear she was holding in her hand.
Hermione got up, walked over to Diana's closet, and opened the door. Diana's firebolt fell to the floor. "Go figure." Diana said, and then hit her head feeling very stupid indeed. "I'm going to be so late." Diana ran over, and grabbed her broom.
"Don't worry Harry is still in his room polishing his broom." Hermione laughed.
"Still," Diana got a puzzled look on her face. "God, he's in love with that thing. Guess I better break up the make-out session."
"It's too late Diana, he's leaving you for his broom." Hermione laughed.
Diana bolted out of the room, and by some weird coincidence she happened to run into Harry. "Nice broom." She laughed.
"Yes, were getting married in August."He looked lovingly at his broom.
Diana stopped dead in her tracks. "What?!"
"Just kidding." Harry laughed.
Diana and Harry continued to walk to the quidditch pitch. When they got to the locker room everyone was dressed and waiting for them. "Well, if it isn't the two love birds now." Ron said, with an evil grin. "Harry and Diana sitting in a tree. K-i-s-s-i-n-g. First comes love. Then comes marriage. Then comes the ba... Oh my God your uncle would kill you!" Ron's grin faded.
"Well, as long as we were married first." Diana said unsurely. Everyone stared at her. "Well, ok, he would kill me, even if we were married." Diana bit her lip. Ron laughed.
"Are we going to practice or what?" Harry asked very annoyed.
Diana sat on her broom amazed at Harry's quidditch skills. "Wow! He's good!" Diana yelled over to Ron.
"The best!" Ron yelled back. Diana sat in amazement. "Diana, come take shots on me!"
"Ok! I'm coming." Diana began to take shots on Ron. "I've never seen anyone so good." Diana smiled, as she looked back at Harry.
"Who? Harry? Really? I thought you were this great seeker back at your old school. That's what Harry told me." Ron asked. Diana turned back around so fast she almost fell off her broom.
"Well, I can't even hold my balance on a broom. I wasn't that great." Diana laughed. Ron laughed too.
"No, I mean it. I heard you were awesome." Ron said, still laughing.
"I wasn't as good as him," She turned around, and watched Harry. "He's terrific." Diana turned back around, and took a shot on Ron. It went right in.
"If you were half as good as a seeker as you are a chaser, you could give Harry a hell of a time trying to beat you." Ron said, Diana blushed.
"You think..." Diana was cut off by a loud scream.
Ron and Diana turned around. Diana's mouth opened. There was Harry laying on the ground.
***
Diana was above Harry smiling. She leaned over a kissed him. "Diana,
what happened?" Harry asked her. He looked around. They were in a dark room.
Diana put her finger on his lips. " Shhh! It's ok."
"Diana, what..." Harry stopped.
Diana didn't have the her same smile. Her smile looked evil, like, like, like Voldemort's. "Diana, what's wrong? What's going on."
"Harry. Harry." Her grin looked even more evil.
"Diana, Diana!" Harry yelled.
***
His head rolled from side to side. "Diana, Diana!" He said over and over again.
"Harry! I'm here. Someone go get Madam Pomfrey!" Diana yelled. Ginny ran to get Madam Pomfrey. "Harry! Oh please, please be ok." Diana held Harry's head up.
***
"Diana, Diana!" Harry tried to get up, but he couldn't.
Diana's smile went away. Tears rolled down her cheeks. "Harry, Harry. Wake up." Diana whispered.
"What happened Diana?" Harry's voice seemed to crack.
"Harry! Are you ok?" She whispered.
Everything got blurry. Suddenly the room disappeared. He could see the blue sky, and the green trees. Diana and Ron were leaning over him. "Are you feeling ok?" Diana asked.
"My head hurts." Harry groaned.
"You fell." Diana ran her hands though his hair.
"I heard a scream when I was falling. Who screamed?" Harry looked around.
Ron and Diana looked at each other. "There was another attach." Ron said quietly.
"Who was it?" Harry looked into Diana's eyes.
"Lavender." Diana stuttered
A/n: Sorry it took forever to get up this chapter. I'd like to thank everyone who has read and reviewed my story. On to my dedication. I'd like to dedicate this chapter to the leprechaun who lives in Massachetts. Oh, and his Sponge- Bob square pants underwear.
~Diana Snape~