A/N: Ok, not sure what will happen here, I am just gonna start writing.
Disclaimer: JRK owns everything cept a few names I made up.
Harry and Jeff were back at the Common room exactly on time. Sarah and Mark were late though, they had a tough time doing the Dining hall, because it was so big.
"Ok, did you guys get everything you were assigned?" Sarah asked.
Harry and Jeff nodded.
"Ok good. Now I will compile it together on one sheet, and you," here she referred to Harry, "have to get ready." Harry turned to go find the rest of his team, he didn't know where 'behind the school' was.
"Oh, and Harry?" Sarah said. Harry turned around. "Good luck." She blushed; Harry smiled and went to find Fred and George.
~*~
Harry and the other six players dressed into their black robes with the Hogwarts crest on the back. They were all talking about what they had done that morning.
"What did you two do?" Harry asked Fred and George.
"Oh you know, the usual, looked around, found some passageways, that kind of thing," Fred answered. "You?"
"Started on a Marauder's map for this school," Harry said quietly. "Sarah told me to ask you if you wanted to help."
"Of course!" George answered. "As we have already found a few passages, including one to the kitchen, and one into the staff room, it would be a nice addition."
"Ok, good," Harry said, smiling. He then grabbed his Firebolt and walked out on the field with the rest of the team.
"Teams, shake hands," the coach said. (A/N: I am going to call him "the coach" from now on, I don't feel like making up a name)
Harry shook hands with a tall blonde boy, who looked much like Draco. But Draco was evil, heartless, and cold, this boy wasn't.
"Mount your brooms," The Coach commanded. He blew the whistle. Off they went.
Harry flew up into the air, surveying the scene.
"The other team has it, doing a passing play, quick, Chent, he's going to score- no! 10-nothing Hogwarts!" The announcer yelled. She looked crestfallen that the other team had been so quick at scoring.
Harry looked around, for any sign of the snitch. He was worried, what if it was blue instead of gold or something? The other seeker was on the opposite end of the field, trading off between watching Harry and watching the ground for the snitch.
"This has to be the most boring game I have played," Harry thought. "Then again, nearly every game I have played had some sort of injury or foul," he reminded himself. The score was 30-10, Dreneldon. The other school had scored three times after Hogwarts had gotten its first goal.
Then he saw the snitch. It was a tough position to get at, near the ground, very near the ground, by the other seeker. Harry wondered if his superior broom could get there in time, and decided to gamble. He flew at it, scattering players like feathers.
"And the other team's seeker seems to have spotted the snitch! It will be a tough game, who will get there first? Out seeker has the advantage, he is closer, but the other team saw it first . . ."
Harry heard this as he flew towards it. He urged his broom to go faster, and was about to hit head on with the other seeker when the snitch disappeared. There was an "oooh" from the crowd.
"It seems that neither seeker got it! The snitch disappeared into thin air!"
The game resumed, as boring as ever.
Harry dodged a few bludgers, and pretended he saw the snitch a few times, making the other seeker follow him. But the next time the snitch appeared, it was higher then any of the players.
Harry wondered what the fastest way to get up there was. The other team hadn't seen it, and neither had the crowd. Harry had never dived up before.
He moved slowly toward the other seeker, as if he wasn't doing anything. No one seemed to notice anything, until someone yelled from the crowd "The Snitch!"
Harry abandoned all pretenses and flew as fast as he could into the air. He had the advantage, because he had seen it, and promptly got it. The crowd sighed, but the Hogwarts team was rejoicing as they went back into the locker room.
~*~
Harry returned to the common room where he was staying. There was no comment of the game, and they all continued to mark passages, with the added help of Fred and George. Soon Harry grew tired and left for bead, leaving Sarah, Jeff, Mark, Fred and George to continue looking around the castle.
~*~
Fred and George shook Harry awake. It was still dark outside, Harry noted.
"Wha-It's still dark, go back to sleep," Harry mumbled.
"Harry, Professor McGonagall wants to see you," Fred said urgently.
"She said it was important, luckily she wanted to see you so we weren't in trouble for using your invisibility cloak," George added.
Harry wondered what could be so important this late at night, but he left the dorm and went down to the common room. When he didn't see the professor, he realized he didn't know where he was supposed to meet her. But then she came in.
"Harry, good. I'm afraid I have some bad news," The professor said. "Voldemort has attacked Hogwarts."
That woke Harry up. Voldemort, Attack Hogwarts? How? Dumbledore was the only wizard that Voldemort was afraid of. And why should he know this now? Nothing bad happened, right?
"There are victims. Very near-death victims. I'm afraid Hermione was one of them."
Harry stood there numbly. Hermione? She wouldn't die, would she?
"Dumbledore told me to tell you. You have a choice, go back to Hogwarts and have the reserve seeker take your place, or stay here, and play Quidditch. I will leave you the night to decide what you want to do." The professor left after these words.
Harry went back upstairs. If he didn't go back, he might never see Hermione again. But he was the best Seeker Hogwarts had seen, according to Wood. But he missed Hermione.
His thoughts trailed like this for sometime. But when morning came, he knew what he would do.
A/N: Cliffhanger! *insert evil laugh here, lol* Review and I will post the next chapter!
A/N: I DO have a plan, ok, please review!
Disclaimer: JRK owns everything cept a few names I made up.
Harry and Jeff were back at the Common room exactly on time. Sarah and Mark were late though, they had a tough time doing the Dining hall, because it was so big.
"Ok, did you guys get everything you were assigned?" Sarah asked.
Harry and Jeff nodded.
"Ok good. Now I will compile it together on one sheet, and you," here she referred to Harry, "have to get ready." Harry turned to go find the rest of his team, he didn't know where 'behind the school' was.
"Oh, and Harry?" Sarah said. Harry turned around. "Good luck." She blushed; Harry smiled and went to find Fred and George.
~*~
Harry and the other six players dressed into their black robes with the Hogwarts crest on the back. They were all talking about what they had done that morning.
"What did you two do?" Harry asked Fred and George.
"Oh you know, the usual, looked around, found some passageways, that kind of thing," Fred answered. "You?"
"Started on a Marauder's map for this school," Harry said quietly. "Sarah told me to ask you if you wanted to help."
"Of course!" George answered. "As we have already found a few passages, including one to the kitchen, and one into the staff room, it would be a nice addition."
"Ok, good," Harry said, smiling. He then grabbed his Firebolt and walked out on the field with the rest of the team.
"Teams, shake hands," the coach said. (A/N: I am going to call him "the coach" from now on, I don't feel like making up a name)
Harry shook hands with a tall blonde boy, who looked much like Draco. But Draco was evil, heartless, and cold, this boy wasn't.
"Mount your brooms," The Coach commanded. He blew the whistle. Off they went.
Harry flew up into the air, surveying the scene.
"The other team has it, doing a passing play, quick, Chent, he's going to score- no! 10-nothing Hogwarts!" The announcer yelled. She looked crestfallen that the other team had been so quick at scoring.
Harry looked around, for any sign of the snitch. He was worried, what if it was blue instead of gold or something? The other seeker was on the opposite end of the field, trading off between watching Harry and watching the ground for the snitch.
"This has to be the most boring game I have played," Harry thought. "Then again, nearly every game I have played had some sort of injury or foul," he reminded himself. The score was 30-10, Dreneldon. The other school had scored three times after Hogwarts had gotten its first goal.
Then he saw the snitch. It was a tough position to get at, near the ground, very near the ground, by the other seeker. Harry wondered if his superior broom could get there in time, and decided to gamble. He flew at it, scattering players like feathers.
"And the other team's seeker seems to have spotted the snitch! It will be a tough game, who will get there first? Out seeker has the advantage, he is closer, but the other team saw it first . . ."
Harry heard this as he flew towards it. He urged his broom to go faster, and was about to hit head on with the other seeker when the snitch disappeared. There was an "oooh" from the crowd.
"It seems that neither seeker got it! The snitch disappeared into thin air!"
The game resumed, as boring as ever.
Harry dodged a few bludgers, and pretended he saw the snitch a few times, making the other seeker follow him. But the next time the snitch appeared, it was higher then any of the players.
Harry wondered what the fastest way to get up there was. The other team hadn't seen it, and neither had the crowd. Harry had never dived up before.
He moved slowly toward the other seeker, as if he wasn't doing anything. No one seemed to notice anything, until someone yelled from the crowd "The Snitch!"
Harry abandoned all pretenses and flew as fast as he could into the air. He had the advantage, because he had seen it, and promptly got it. The crowd sighed, but the Hogwarts team was rejoicing as they went back into the locker room.
~*~
Harry returned to the common room where he was staying. There was no comment of the game, and they all continued to mark passages, with the added help of Fred and George. Soon Harry grew tired and left for bead, leaving Sarah, Jeff, Mark, Fred and George to continue looking around the castle.
~*~
Fred and George shook Harry awake. It was still dark outside, Harry noted.
"Wha-It's still dark, go back to sleep," Harry mumbled.
"Harry, Professor McGonagall wants to see you," Fred said urgently.
"She said it was important, luckily she wanted to see you so we weren't in trouble for using your invisibility cloak," George added.
Harry wondered what could be so important this late at night, but he left the dorm and went down to the common room. When he didn't see the professor, he realized he didn't know where he was supposed to meet her. But then she came in.
"Harry, good. I'm afraid I have some bad news," The professor said. "Voldemort has attacked Hogwarts."
That woke Harry up. Voldemort, Attack Hogwarts? How? Dumbledore was the only wizard that Voldemort was afraid of. And why should he know this now? Nothing bad happened, right?
"There are victims. Very near-death victims. I'm afraid Hermione was one of them."
Harry stood there numbly. Hermione? She wouldn't die, would she?
"Dumbledore told me to tell you. You have a choice, go back to Hogwarts and have the reserve seeker take your place, or stay here, and play Quidditch. I will leave you the night to decide what you want to do." The professor left after these words.
Harry went back upstairs. If he didn't go back, he might never see Hermione again. But he was the best Seeker Hogwarts had seen, according to Wood. But he missed Hermione.
His thoughts trailed like this for sometime. But when morning came, he knew what he would do.
A/N: Cliffhanger! *insert evil laugh here, lol* Review and I will post the next chapter!
A/N: I DO have a plan, ok, please review!
