Harry Potter and the Kid and the Tiger
Chapter Sixteen-Spiffy!

Author's Note: Don't think I'll get the trilogy done before Book Five comes out. Thanks for the support, sorry I've been braindead on updating. Keep reading. God bless you and all of your families a lot!

Right before the Gryffindor-Hufflepuff Quidditch game two weeks laterr, Lee caught sick and they had to use the second year backup John Hays. Calvin was knocked out early by a Bludger, and when a player is injured you have to play on with-out him, so Hermione had a hard time trying to block every Bludger, but managed to protect enough of them to keep the Gryffindors in the game. Then, John the backup Keeper took a Bludger in the stomach and passed out, leaving Gryffindor without a Keeper, but with a penalty shot. Harry was forced to try and scare off the opposing players by rushing straight towards some of the Chasers and Beaters. Around thirty minutes into the game, Angelina took a Bludger in the jaw that Hermione had barely missed, as she had just hit one all the way on the other end of the field. Harry sighed, at least their next game wouldn't be for five months, he wondered vaguely who'd done the schedule.

The Gryffindors now had one Beater, two Chasers, and a Seeker.
As the game went on Hufflepuff racked up a huge score. After only several long hours of play the score was Hufflepuff 1770, Gryffindor 1000. However, miraculously, Harry had managed to keep the new Hufflepuff Seeker, some fourth-year girl named Icicle Snow, away from the Snitch. Harry finally called a time-out, he had an idea.

"OK, Herm," Harry pointed at Hermione in the huddle, and she nodded. "Go for their Seeker, Ice and Snow, or something like that, OK? If we can get her out of this the game's a cinch."

Hermione nodded, looking a little uncomfortable with having to "try to hurt somebody," until Alicia pointed out that they were doing the same to Harry and the Chasers, which was certianly true, Harry felt that he was going to get a neck cramp from ducking so many Bludgers.


Hermione nodded.

In the first few minutes after the meeting, Hermione was zooming the field as if possessed. Icicle was forced to move in all directions as Hermione tried to hit her with Bludger she blocked right before it would have nailed Alicia. Meanwhile, the Hufflepuffs still were running up the score, but after Hermionre sent a Bludger in the direction of the Hufflepuff Seeker, Icicle ducked right when a Chaser was right behind her, and WHAM! Out cold. One less Hufflepuff.

Harry was beginning to squint because of the sunset, and Ron, who was doing the commentary was sounding drowsy, he had been speaking for four and a half solid and was hourse. Looking for the gold Snitch was impossible in the orange and purple sunset. If Harry hadn't been playing a Quidditch game, he would have rather enjoyed it.

Around this point Hermione managed to knock out a Hufflepuff Beater, making the game more fair. Still Hufflepuff was winning 3,190 to 2,260. Nearly a thousand point difference. If these points went down for the House Cup...Harry shuddered. Hufflepuff'd be unstoppable.
Harry silently cheered on Hermione as she continued her fight against the Bludgers, and the lone Hufflepuff Beater was not as skillful as Hermione by herself, and little by little the Gryffindors began to make up the deficet.

Hours passed, and Harry still hadn't seen the Snitch. It was midnight, and most of the spectators had fallen asleep or gone to their dorms. Dumbledore and McGonagall were talking about ending the match. Harry figured that would be the best, in order for him to see the walnut sized Golden Snitch would take a miracle. Hermione had managed to take out another Hufflepuff Chaser about an hour agao, and then had nearly fallen asleep on her broom.

Harry sighed. The score was Hufflepuff 5,670-Gryffindor 5,620. The lack of Hufflepuff Chasers had enabled the Gryffindors to make up a good portion of their losses. Harry sniggered as he got the eye of a student who had eariler waved red and gold flags and cheered himself near exhaustion, one Colin Creevey, get up, lighting his wand to help him find the way.

Suddenly, Harry saw the Snitch. It was right in the patch of light coming from Colin's wand. Harry dove. Icicle, who was on the other side of the field hardly could see him and stayed on her broom to avoid the Bludgers Hermione was sending her way.

"Colin!" Harry bellowed.

Colin looked up, quizzically.


"Don't move!" Harry continued his dive. The Snitch was fluttering it's wings right in the middle of the light, he came up alongside of it, and... snagged it! He let out a whoop of joy and did a loop in excitement. The Gryffindors had won! They'd won! They'd won!


It took awhile for everything to get sorted out. Apparantly Dumbledore and McGonagall had been about to call of the match when Harry had captured the Snitch, and they weren't exactly sure what had happened at first. Eventually, everything was sorted out, and Ron was woken up so he could yell out the final score over the megaphone, "GRYFFINDOR 5,770, HUFFLEPUFF 5,670!"


As the team dismounted, Harry high-fived all of the members of the team, and congratulated them on their hard work and preserverence. Katie Bell yawned in the middle of the speech and told Harry to hurry up with his speech so they could get to their warm beds.

After Harry finished his spiel, which had high praise for Hermione and the Chasers, he dismissed them.

When they were gone, Harry hugged Hermione tightly and kissed her.

"Great job, Herm. You did great out there."

Hermione nodded, grinned broadly and she kissed Harry again.

Back in his dorm, Harry was greeted by Calvin who waved at him, as well as Hobbes.

"Hey," Hobbes said beckoning him over, "Great game. Way to go."

Harry slapped Hobbes' paw. "Hey, what's going on?"

Calvin rolled his eyes, and then winced. It made the bruise on his forehead hurt, apparantly.

"Remember, we were going to have another superhero battle?"

Harry nodded, but yawned. "C-Can't we do it tomorrow?"

Hobbes shook his furry head, "Sorry old chap. Now, hold on a minute. Accio Hermione!"

Harry distinctly heard screaming from the girls' dorms and a few seconds later heard a loud CRASH! as Hermione Granger, clad in her flannel pyjamas smashed through the door into the boy's dorm.

"What in the name of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin is going on?" Hermione yelled, rubbing her head vigoriously as that was were she had smacked into the door. Harry couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was when mad.

"Hello there Hermione." Hobbes said.

"Hobbes?!" Hermione jerked her head up in surprise, and Harry had to resist the temptation go over and kiss her. "Am I in detention?"

Hobbes sniggered, "Of course not. Just here for another superhero battle."

Hermione nodded, "Me and Harry against you two?"


"Er," Hobbes shook his head, "Ron'll be a hero as well."

Calvin nodded, and walked over to Ron's bed were he snoring as loud as a buzzsaw, "Enervate."

Ron woke up and yawned, "What the heck?"

Calvin smiled evilly, "Ronniekins..."

"Fred, George?" Ron asked hopefully.

"'Fraid not," Calvin answered, "We're your worst nightmares. Zapmulia!"

Lightning looked down at his supersuit. He had to admit it was cool. He looked over at Amazon Girl in her green suit, then he stared at Fireball, wearing a grotesque color of orange with a hood and cape like Stupendous Man's. Tigerdude, looked like a normal tiger save for his green and white jams, (A/N: Yeah, yeah, you were right, girls flip for jams. Stop winking at me -Calvin), and black cape.

"OK," Stupendous Man began, "Your wand's powers have been embedded in your right hand, so use it as you would a wand. Meanwhile, I suggest we escape to the common room."

Amazon Girl shrugged, "And this is supposed to be fun, how?"

Stupendous Man glared at her, "All right foolish Amazon, Hobbes I say let's make this a little Spiffy instead, what do you say?"

Hobbes nodded and whispered an incantation.

Where in Heaven's name am I? Harry Potter thought as he looked out at the purplish landscape of canyons and ledges. In the sky two crescent moons with a ring were positioned overhead and the stars shone brightly.


Am I on another planet? At that moment Harry looked down at his were his superhero suit should have been. Instead, he was wearing a uniform straight out of Flash Gordon. Harry touched his face to see if anything was there. Nothing, that's good.

Might as well take my blaster, Harry figured and he did so. Harry sniggered at the thought of Ron trying to figure out how to use the weapon. Harry looked around him, careful for a trick. He now devoutly wished he was a superhero, at least he'd had a wand, er wandhand. Might as well try out his right hand, maybe the powers were still there, he pointed it at a rock and tried to Levitate it. No response. Harry swore.


As Harry looked up, now fingering the blaster as if his life depended on it, he saw a red star. No, it was coming closer, and closer. And, Harry began running in the opposite direction, as a red compact spacecraft, complete with front headlights and bubble-top smashed with a loud CLANG! into the rocky planet surface.

The top opened up, and Calvin climbed out. Calvin had on a blue suit similar to Harry's and some goggles that looked like a black block with eyeholes that were continually changing as Calvin looked around.

"Calvin, what in the name of the Hogwarts Four is going on here?" Harry yelled out. Calvin smiled his triangle smiled and winked.

"I'm not Calvin anymore Mr. Potter, the name is Spaceman Spiff!"

Harry heard loud laughing from behind a rather large rock and jogged over to it. Hermione was laughing so hard that she was having trouble breathing.

"What's the matter?" Calvin-Spiff said indignatly, drawing him up to his full height.

"What-what-kinda a name is-is Spiff?" Hermione wheezed, then exploded into laughter again.

Calvin-Spiff looked mildly annoyed, then grew more annoyed as Hermione's infectious laughter made Harry start laughing as well.

"OK," Spiff said, "You two rookies and I are Team Alpha. Hobbes and Ron make up Team Omega. Your goal is to zap the other team with your blasters, got that?"

"Question from Harry," Harry raised his hand.

"Yes?" Spiff asked.

"Why the heck are we doing this, we should be asleep."

Hermione smiled at Harry, "Oh come off it Harry Potter, you've snuck out of bed to break rules probably more then your father did."

Harry chuckled, "Me? Innocent rule-loving me? Worse then my father? Give me a break."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "OK, Spiffy old chap, let's go."

Harry drew out his blaster and then heard a whirring sound, followed by another one and felt Spiff tackle him.

"Calvin! What are you doing?"

Spiff leapt off of Harry and grumbled a "Stay down!" as he fired his blaster, and then ducked behind the rock.

"What's going on?" Harry mumbled rubbing his head were he'd banged it against a rock.

"We're fighting. Hobbes and Ron, are over the ledge. We've got to hit them."

Harry was astounded, "Will they die?"

"No," Spiff answered as he got up and fired again, "Got Ron!"

Then a bolt of yellow light smacked into Spiff's chest and he disappeared. Harry shook his head and blinked, Spiff was gone.

Harry looked down at his blaster, it had a settings area on it, strange ones too...hmmm. After setting it on Shake 'N Bake, Harry stood up from the rock and fired a few bolts at Hobbes, who also was in Flash Gordon appreal.


Harry ducked a few shots and then sprinted over to the pile of rocks Hermione was using for cover. He dove at the last second for the cover just as a laser would have killed (he still wasn't sure what would happen) him. He tried to execute a somersault on the ground as he landed, so he wouldn't hit his head again, and failed. This time, however, it was his boot that cracked against the granite.

Meanwhile, Hermione was fighting, but having never shot a gun before (not like Harry had), she missed her shots badly, and Hobbes' shots pounded against the rock or skimmed past her ear.

"OK Hermi," Harry said, after they had missed Hobbes again and hid behind the rock again, "I'll shoot and draw his fire, and let it hit me. Then you come up and fire right before I get hit."


"But Harry-"

Harry cut her off, "It's not like I'll die," or so he hoped, "Just do it."


Hermione nodded tight-lipped, and fingered the trigger on her blaster,

"Go."

Harry rose up and fire a shot way off, four feet away from Hobbes. Hobbes' return fire hit Harry dead in the nose, but before he blacked out, he saw Hermione jump up and fire.

"Uggggggh," was all Harry could say as he rose up from the floor of the common room. Ron and Calvin were already there standing up, and then Harry heard two thawks, as Hermione and Hobbes' bodies fell from right into the middle of the common room.

Harry slowly got up to his feet, and noticed his wand was back in his hand and he was back in his pyjamas.

"Who won?" he groaned, feeling some pain in his abdomen region where he had apparantly hit the common room floor. Hermione rolled over and contorted her face in a look of pain, and then slowly sat up,

"We did," she gasped out, wheezing for breath, and this time not from laughter.

Hobbes bounded up, with the skill of someone who had done this before, "Yeah, good strategy Harold."

Harry looked daggers at Hobbes, "My name is not Harold. My parents named me Harry not Harold, got it?"

Hobbes grinned, "OK, Harold."

Harry clenched his teeth, he would not make a scene in front of Hermione, he would not, he would not, he would not.


"Anyway," Hobbes said, "Time for bed, you all go up to your dorms."

Ron and Calvin quickly nodded, and Hobbes walked out the portait of the Fat Lady, leaving Harry and Hermione alone. Harry wrapped his arms around Hermione and kissed her. As they were kissing, Harry continued to wonder if he loved her. Did he love Hermione? It wanted to tell her, but what if he didn't?

When the kiss finished, Harry felt more then satisfied, "Good night," he said, kissing her again.

Harry went up to his bedroom and slept like a baby.