Harry's (Final?) Quiditch Final:



Harry was playing the hardest game of Quiditch in his entire life. The game had been going on for 6 hours. It was the house championship game, and Harry was feeling as if a great weight was hanging off him and his Firebolt broomstick. Preferring to keep his titles of "the boy who lived" and "the boy who only lost once", Harry was determined to win and not die of fatigue. Tension was high because the game was so close, and for many 7th year players this would be their last game, they depended on Harry. He wasn't the only stressed out seeker; Cho Chang was also determined to win. She knew that she couldn't match Harry's speed, so she was playing a dangerous game of cutting off the speeding Firebolt, hoping Harry would make a mistake and lose his second game.

Currently the game was tied at 850 points for both Gryfindor and Ravenclaw. The keepers were probably the most exhausted and would often not even attempt to block close calls, conserving energy. The audience wasn't exactly chipper either. Many had taken breaks to fetch food and drinks from the Dinning Hall, which was open buffet until the match ended. Harry and Cho were hovering 40 feet over the game making small talk and looking for the Snitch.

"God I'm hungry." said Harry.

"If you let me get the Snitch we can go and eat, c'mon Harry you know you can't possibly win." taunted Cho.

"I was wondering Cho..." started Harry.

"Yes?" said Cho.

"How are you going to cut me off when I'm closer to the Snitch and my broom is faster?" he said.

"What are you talking about, I'm not that stupid Harry, whenever you see the Snitch, BAM I'll be right there in front of you."

Harry smiled, spun around and zoomed off in the opposite direction of Cho towards Ravenclaw's goal. It was a bluff, but anything to make Cho tired would help him. Cho swore and sped after him, it was a loosing game, she wouldn't be able to cut him off or pass him. When she realized it was a lost cause she slowed to a stop to watch Harry catch the Snitch. When Harry reached the goal he stopped and looked back at Cho laughing. She shook her fist at him realizing his bluff. While Harry was looking at Cho a familiar gold orb obscured her face. Both of them experienced a momentary shock and then began going full tilt right at the hovering Snitch between them. Harry was further way, but faster. Lee Jordan, the announcer, was screaming wildly along with the entire audience. A Quiditch tie had never happened, and it appeared it would.

Reaching out his hand, Harry leaned as far forward as possible, and saw Cho do the same. The Snitch remained in its place. Harry felt his hand surround the Snitch on one side and Cho's on the other. A tie. They sped past each other still grasping the Snitch. Unable to stop, they jerked themselves clean off their brooms and began to plummet towards the ground. The crowd gasped in shock.

Harry looked at Cho's unbelieving face, and felt a strange pulling sensation. A flickering memory remained illusive. Time seemed to slow down; Harry had all the time he wanted to think. His life seemed to scroll past him, not flash. As they fell in slow motion, now only several feet above the ground, they disappeared. As Harry felt the familiar sensation the thought screamed out at him, PORT KEY, he understood. Harry blinked, his hand still clutching the Snitch with Cho's. Opening his eyes, he slammed into the ground and blacked out.

To be continued.