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The Qudditch Cup was at stake. In just two days, the final game of Harry's Hogwarts life will be played. The teams are Slytherin versus Gryfinndor. Ron was back on the field and the Slytherins had gone back to the custom of singing "Weasley is our King". The team was preparing like crazy, and they had extra players like crazy. Heather was first pick, then there was the rest of Gryfinndor following. Even those that didn't like to fly were called to practices incase they were needed. On the day of the game, Harry, Ron, and Heather were practicing one last time, and Ron wasn't watching where he was going. He ran straight into Heather, and she fell all the way down onto the pitch. Harry was down on the ground next to her in the blink of an eye and Ron soon followed. They rushed her to the Hospital Wing, and where amazed to find one of the Beaters in there too, sick with the flu. They were short a player, and their best back up was injured (thanks to Ron). Harry ran all over the school trying to find someone to take the Beater's place, when he literally ran into Ginny.

"I'm so sorry Ginny. GINNY! Of course, you played last year. Will you substitute for a beater today? Ron ran into Heather at practice and she is in the Hospital Wing until further notice."

"Sure, Harry. I would love to help out the team for my brother's stupid mistake."

Harry was so relieved. He was walking up to the common room when he passes Sir. Nicolas.

"Harry, shouldn't you be at the game?"

The game! How could Harry have forgotten! He ran to the pitch and threw on his robes. He then ran to meet the rest of the team. They were relived he had finally decided to join them, and Ginny told him thank you for believing in her. The game went great, and Gryfinndor won. They were sure to get the cup this year.

After exams were over, it was graduation. The Gryfinndors had a big party in the common room, and all the seventh years sat in a line.

"I present to you, this years seventh years, and the graduating class of this year!" shouted Ginny.

As all the Gryfinndors were cheering, and the graduating class stood up, Ron got down on one knee and asked:

"Heather, will you marry me?"

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