Chapter 7- Quidditch

For the rest of the vacation, Harry tried to teach Anaka about Quiddich. Eventually they were able to try skirmishes with 2 people on each team. Harry and Anaka would both be chasers and Fred and George be the beaters for each team.
"We can beat them." George said to Anaka as they got ready to play. George could see that she was nervous. I have to show Harry I can do this! Anaka thought. They got into their places and then the referees, Ron with Hermione's help, blew the whistle.
Anaka had never felt such a rush before. She watched Harry grab the Quaffle and come flying towards her. She flew after him dodging a bludger. Harry threw the Quaffle and Anaka caught it right before it went into the hoop. She flew towards the ground at top speed in an attempt to get Harry off her tail but it didn't work. She started to fly up when a bludger hit the edge of her broom, sending her spinning.
Many of the students and teachers had come out to see how Anaka would do and they watched as she dropped the Quaffle and started spinning.
Harry was reluctant to take the Quaffle away from Anaka as she started to spin but this was a game and he was going to play it fair. George watched as Anaka righted herself and skimmed the ground. She looked for Harry and started to speed towards him. George saw a bludger coming just as Harry passed him. He turned slightly and hit the bludger right at Harry. It hit Harry right in the back and he flew off his broom holding on with one hand. In the other he still held the Quaffle. Harry pulled with all his strangth but he couldn't right himself. He started to fall and looked around for some help. He saw Fred and Geogre hit the bludgers away from Anaka and him so that they wouldn't be knocked around anymore. Anaka came rushing at him and slowed once she reached him.
"You're going to have to let go of that." Anaka said as she grasped his broom, attempting tostop his decent.
"Let go of what?" Harry gasped as he tried to pull himself up once more. He looked down and realized how high they were. Everyone in the crowd was standing and he saw some of the Professors arguing with Dumbledore on if they should use their magic to get them down.
"The Quaffle! Grab the broom with your other hand," Harry hesitated, "come on! What are you afraid of, I wouldn't let you fall just to get some stupid ball!" Anaka scolded.
Harry let go of the Quaffle and watched it drop to the ground. It hit hard and Harry couldn't help but imagine that as him or Anaka. He swang his other arm up and grabbed it with two hands, but he still couldn't pull himself up.
"Geez, you're weak!" Anaka said as she used her second hand to pull up Harry's broom.
"Don't fall off your broom." Harry said as she started to slip. Suddenly Harry started to rise and was surprised to see that he was on Fred's shoulders.
"What do I look like? A horse? Get on your broom." he said as Harry hesitated and then got on his broom. Anaka righted heself on hers and looked around for George. She saw him rushing towards them with a look that worried her.
"Fly! Fly fast!! The bludgers are coming full speed and we can't stop them! They're enchanted or something." Behind him came the bludgers full speed. They flew all over the field and it soon became obvious that they were enchanted to follow them.
"What do we do?" Anaka yelled over the sound of the rushing wind.
"Let's get close enough to the ground so that Dumbledore can have a look and maybe stop these things." yelled Harry.
They all dropped suddenly and passed Dumbledore so quickly that they didn't know what to do next.
"Well they can't chase all of us. Let's split up and whoever gets away should get on the ground." Fred suggested and the others agreed. They split up and soon the bludgers were only following Anaka and Harry. Of course, Anaka thought grumpily.
George and Fred made it to the ground and they rushed up to Dumbledore. Dumbledore took out his wand and started to say a spell. The bludgers were sent into a wild spin and flew to the ground. Anaka and Harry followed and were glad to finally feel the ground beneath their feet.
"What was that?" he asked Dumbledore. They were around the bludgers examining them.
"It was definatly a spell." Dumbledore said slowly.
"But who would do that?" Anaka asked, her eyes searching for Miffugan. She saw him on the outside of the circle and as their eyes met he started to walk away.
"I'll be back." She whispered to Hermione quietly and she ran after Miffugan.
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Miffugan stopped by the lake in front of the school. He knew Anaka was following him and that she would probably acuse him of putting the spell on the bludgers but it wasn't him.
"Why did you run?" Anaka said standing next to him. They stared over the water for a moment not saying a word. Eventually Miffugan turned to face Anaka.
"I'd never do anything to hurt you.." he started but Anaka stopped him by throwing her hands up in furstration.
"You say that but then you pull a stunt like using those gems on me! If taking my will away from me is the way you show love then I don't want it!" Miffugan blushed.
"I swear on my life and soul that I didn't enchant those bludgers."
"I believe you," she said looking in his eyes, "I don't know why but I believe you. And I think maybe we should start over. We each thought the other was cute and we went for a relationship before we even got to know eachother."
"We did?" Miffugan asked blushing evn more.
"Yeah, that's how it seemed. I think we should try being friends first." Anaka held out her hand and Miffugan shook it.
"Hello, I'm Anaka Lupin." She said smiling.
"Hello, I'm John Miffugan." He smiled too and then looked back over the water.
"I should go." Anaka said hearing Ron calling her name.
"Okay. I promise to find out who did this." John called after her. He watched her run back to the Quiddich field. I already have an idea, he thought angrily and returned to his office.
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"That was just a meer part of what he can do." Peter said to Miffugan quietly in his office.
"I don't care! You can tell you're master I'm not interested." John looked down at his desk.
Only a few days ago Peter had left a note on Miffugan's desk from Voldemort asking him if he would become a Death Eater. He had turned it down but Voldemort seemed to want to convince him otherwise.
"You can have those powers!" Peter said slowly.
"Yeah, right," He said stubburnly, "now leave before I decide to tell Dumbledore you're here.
"If you change you're mind just talk to Snape." Peter said as he transformed. Then he was gone.
"Severus?" he said out loud. Then it hit him. Miffugan got up so fast that his chair fell with a clatter to the floor. He rushed out of the room and burst into Snape's classroom.
Severus was reading quietly behind his desk and when he saw Miffugan he put down his book and stood up.
"What do you want?" he sneered. Miffugan closed the door quietly behind him.
"You fool," he whispered, "you stupid, idiot!" Snape raised an eyebrow.
"Did I do something I should know about?"
"Where is it? On you're arm? Do you care if people die because of you? Dumbledore trusts you for heaven's sake! Yet you betray him," Miffugan walked up to Snape and pointed a finger right in his face, "you're a Death eater!"
Severus surprised grabbed Miffugan's finger and put it down.
"Who told you such a thing?" he looked around and started to fix his desk. He grabbed his book and some papers, then started to head for the door.
"Peter Petigrew." Miffugan said blocking his way.
"You spoke to him? Why?"
"Voldemort wants me to join. But I'd never betray my friends."
"You already did." Snape growled. Miffugan looked down at the floor and then back into Snape's eyes defiantly.
"How could you? You didn't seem like such a bad man." Severus was surprised by this. Almost everyone hated him for one reason or another. He sighed.
"It doesn't matter now."
"What's keeping me from telling Dumbledore?" At this staement Snape turned mean and shoved Miffugan against the door.
"If you do you sign your death warrant. Voldemort will come here personally and kill you!!"
He let Miffugan go and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'll give you one bit of advice. Don't join. Avoid it at all costs. If he keeps on bothering you tell Dumbledore."
"Why would you want me to do that?" Miffugan said slowly stepping aside.
"I don't support everything he does." Snape said leaving the room.