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it goes… I own nothing except for the plot and Michael. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: I just want to tell you guys to go see the movie A Walk To Remember. It's one of the best movies I ever saw. Just make sure to bring tissues with you!
1 Chapter 15
When Harry woke up the next morning, at first he did not remember what happened. He got out of bed and walked over to the mirror in the room. It wasn't until he saw the reflection of his tear stained face that he remembered the past night.
"DAMMIT!" he yelled while punching the mirror. ("What did I ever do to you?" the mirror cried.)
Just then, Harry heard a knock at his door.
"What do you want?" Harry said getting annoyed that someone was bothering him.
"I just wanted to ask if you wanted some breakfast. Ron and I were about to go down for some," Hermione said from behind the door.
Harry opened the door. "Sorry about that, Herm. I'm not in the greatest mood today."
It was then that Hermione noticed that Harry had been crying. She knew that it was probably something to do with Ginny, so she decided not to ask what happened. "It's ok, Harry. So, you want to come for breakfast?"
"Not really. I'm not hungry," Harry replied.
"You need to eat, Harry. Plus, I need you to help me with Ron."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"He's a nervous wreck! I've never seen him this way. Come to think of it, he wasn't even this nervous for our wedding!"
"What's he so nervous about?"
"The Quidditch match! You didn't forget about it, did you? It's today!"
Harry had forgotten about it. He had more important things on his mind. However, he did not want to admit this to Hermione. "No, I didn't forget about it. I just didn't think that Ron would get so nervous about it."
"Well, he is. Why don't you grab your broom and then come down stairs and talk to Ron? I would really appreciate it."
Harry really did not feel like going downstairs for some breakfast, but he realized how nervous Ron must be. "Ok, Herm. Let me just find my broom and then I'll meet you two in the common room."
"Thanks a bunch, Harry!" Hermione said smiling.
Harry closed the door and walked over to where he had left his bags. In one of his bags, he found his Firebolt. Many new broom models had come out, but Harry could not give up his Firebolt. It still worked well, so Harry did not think that he needed to buy a new one. It also reminded him of Sirius. He remembered that it was Sirius was the one who gave him that broom, so it made him feel connected with Sirius in a way through it.
Harry then walked down the stairs to the common room. If Harry hadn't understood how nerve wracking it is to play a Quidditch game, he would've laughed at Ron. Ron was walking in circles saying, "Oh my God, Herm! What am I going to do? I'm going to make the team lose! What if a bludger hits me? Oh my GOD!"
"Calm down, Ron," Harry said.
Ron's head shot in the direction to where Harry was standing. When he saw Harry there, a wide, nervous smile appeared on his face. "Harry, I think I'm going to puke!"
"I know how you feel. This feeling only lasts until you get onto your broom. Once you're up there, all of these thoughts are wiped out," Harry said remembering how good it felt to be flying on his broom.
"Really? Because I can't see how I'll be able to play well as keeper if I feel so nervous."
"Just don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll do fine."
"Thanks, Harry!" Ron said.
"Not that I want to interrupt this male bonding moment," Hermione laughed, "but we really need to get to the Great Hall. We don't have much time before the match."
They made their way to the Great Hall. Harry was surprised to see it so packed. He didn't think so many people would be awake so early after the ball last night. They found three seats and sat down. Harry looked around the Great Hall to see if Michael and Ginny were there. Half-hoping that they weren't there and half-hoping that they were there, Harry searched the Great Hall with his eyes. His eyes landed on someone with fiery red hair.
"Why does Michael have a broom?" Harry asked.
"I think he's playing on the Ravenclaw team," Ron said with a mouthful of eggs.
"Oh. I didn't know that he played Quidditch," Harry said.
"He didn't play on the house teams, but he was a pretty good flyer. I think Dumbledore asked him to play because of that," Ron replied.
"Come on, Harry," Hermione interrupted, "You haven't even touched your food! You have to eat something before the match."
Harry looked down at his food. He didn't really have an appetite at the moment, but he knew that Hermione wouldn't leave him alone until he ate something. He slowly picked up his fork and began to eat. As he did this, Dumbledore stood up to speak.
"As you all know, today we will have our alumni Quidditch match. This is something that I've been looking forward to. Your year had many people that were skilled on their brooms, but never got a chance to play. Now, they've finally been given the chance to play. The rules to this match are the same as they were when you all attended the school. There is only one difference. The teams will be made by two houses being joined together. On one team will be Hufflepuff and Slytherin. On the other team will be Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. This was done to unite us more. I would like to ask all players to make their way to the locker rooms. There you will find your robes. The rest of you may make your way to the Quidditch Pitch. Good luck to you all!"
Everyone cheered and then the sounds of chairs scraping on the floor could be heard. Harry looked over at Ron. For once, Ron hadn't turned red. Instead, he turned green. He looked as if he was about to vomit.
"Are you ok, Ron?" Harry asked even though he already knew the answer.
"No," Ron said quickly. Harry figured that if Ron opened his mouth too much, he wouldn't be able to hold down his breakfast.
"What position are you playing?" Harry asked.
"Keeper," Ron once again spoke very quickly.
"Oh," Harry said as he pushed open the door to the locker room. It looked exactly the way he remembered it. He saw the other players changing into their Quidditch robes, including Michael. "I forgot that he was on his team," Harry said.
Harry got no response. Ron had already walked to where his robes were laid out. He shook as he put them on. Harry followed Ron's lead and began to put his robes on. It felt good to wear them again. Harry was brought back to all of his past Quidditch matches. He stood there reminiscing about the past until someone shook him back to reality. Harry almost yelled at the person until he realized that it was Ron.
"It's time," Ron said with a grim look on his face. If Harry didn't feel so bad for Ron being so nervous, he would have laughed right then and there. Ron sounded as if he was not just going to play a Quidditch match, but like he was walking to his death. Instead, Harry grabbed his broom, which allowed him some time to get the smile off his face, and then joined the other team as they walked onto the field.
As each of them was introduced, the crowd cheered loudly. Harry began to feel the thrill, which he used to always feel before a Quidditch match. He couldn't help, but smile.
"On my whistle," Madam Hooch said. She then blew on the whistle and everyone kicked off. Harry was surprised to see how well he was still able to fly. After five years of not flying at all, he thought that he wouldn't fly well. On his broom, his mind cleared of all his worries. All that he thought of was finding the snitch.
"That was a magnificent block! It's too bad he never was on the Gryffindor team. He would've done well," Lee Jordan said. He came back just to be the commentator at the match. The crowd erupted into applause. Harry looked down and noticed that Ron was holding the Quaffle triumphantly. Harry was happy that Ron was doing well.
About 20 minute later, Michael scored. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were now ahead in the match by ten points. While Harry applauded what he even had to admit was a very good play, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of gold. He quickly turned his broom and darted in the direction of the snitch. Draco was close behind him. Harry urged his broom further until he was in reach of the snitch. He reached out his hand and watched as Draco did the same. Luckily, Harry's arm was about an inch longer than Draco's, so he was able to grab it first. The crowd began to applaud.
"Nice catch," Draco said before flying off to the rest of his team.
Harry landed and was soon surrounded by a swarm of people.
"That was so cool! I didn't even see the snitch," Ron exclaimed.
"You played really good, Ron. You didn't let them score a single point!" Harry said congratulating his friend.
"Thanks," Ron said. He looked as if he was about to say something more, but Hermione grabbed him and congratulated him before he had a chance. Now Ron's full attention was with Hermione, but Harry didn't mind. He knew how it felt to love someone.
"You were great out there! You flew wonderfully!" Harry heard Ginny shout in the distance. He turned around to see if there was any possibility that she was talking to him. It nearly made him cry to see that she was talking to Michael and now kissing him. His wonderful day had been ruined.
Later that day, there was a large feast in the Great Hall. This was not only to celebrate the Quidditch match, but also acted as a farewell dinner since this was the last day of their stay. As they were eating, Dumbledore once again stood up to speak.
"I can't believe this week has gone by so quickly. It's going to be sad without you here. It was nice to catch up with all of you. You should be very proud of all that you've done. I know that I am proud of you. I'm not going to say good-bye. No, this occasion does not need a good-bye. I know that I will be seeing all of you again one time or another. I'm just going to say best of luck in the future and I hope to see a few little ones the next time I do see you. I'll see you soon!"
Everyone applauded and then went to their rooms to finish packing. They would be leaving bright and early in the morning and wanted to be ready. After saying goodnight to Ron and Hermione, Harry packed up everything and then went to sleep.
The next morning, everyone was very quiet. It was sad to once again be leaving Hogwarts. For old time's sake, they were taking the Hogwarts Express. Harry enjoyed being on the scarlet train again. Even though he had hoped his return from the reunion would have been a happier one, he was still glad that he had gone.
The train ride was a very quiet one, but once it stopped, it became very noisy with people saying their goodbyes to one another. Harry stepped off the train with his things and then turned to Ron and Hermione.
"It was nice seeing the two of you," Harry said.
"Same here, Harry. Hopefully it won't be another five years until we see you again," Ron said.
"I promise to visit soon," Harry said.
"Well, just promise that you'll come visit us in…. let's say nine months," Hermione said.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Let's just say that Dumbledore's wish of seeing little ones the next time is being fulfilled by us," Ron said beaming.
"You mean- you're- you're pregnant, Hermione?" Harry asked wide-eyed.
"Yep!" Hermione said with a wide grin on her face.
"Congratulations, you two!" Harry said, "When did you find out?"
"I found out a few days ago, but I never told Ron until yesterday morning," Hermione replied.
"Well, congratulations! I'm really happy for you!"
"Thanks! Now you have to come visit us some time!" Ron said.
"Of course I will!" Harry said.
"Ron, we really must be off now," Hermione said.
"Ok. I hope to see you soon," Harry said while hugging both of them.
Harry then turned and began to gather his bags to leave. He saw Michael and Ginny saying goodbye to some people. Harry only wished that he could know what happened in Ginny's life. Even if he couldn't be with her, he wanted to know that everything was all right for her. Then it hit him. He knew how he could find out what was happening with Ginny. Harry broke out into a run hoping he would be able to catch up with them. Seeing them in the distance, he called out to them.
"Ron! Hermione!" Thankfully, they both turned around and stopped walking when they saw him running towards them.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked.
"I was wondering if the offer that you gave me at your wedding to stay with you for awhile was still standing."
"Of course it is, Harry," Hermione said.
"Then, I would like to accept it," Harry said. Before he knew what was happening, he was pulled into a hug by Hermione who was saying how happy she was. Harry was also happy. Not only would he be staying with his friends, but he would also be able to know what was happening with Ginny. For the first time in a long time, Harry was looking forward to the future.
A/N – I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo happy!!!! I reached my goal of 100 reviews. I even surpassed it!! Thank you soooooooo much!!! Please still review!!!! It makes me happy when you do! Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter. I think there's only about 2 or 3 more chapters left. We're getting to the end. Before I go, I just wanted to once again ask you to go see A Walk To Remember. It was a REALLY good movie. Ta-ta for now!
it goes… I own nothing except for the plot and Michael. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: I just want to tell you guys to go see the movie A Walk To Remember. It's one of the best movies I ever saw. Just make sure to bring tissues with you!
1 Chapter 15
When Harry woke up the next morning, at first he did not remember what happened. He got out of bed and walked over to the mirror in the room. It wasn't until he saw the reflection of his tear stained face that he remembered the past night.
"DAMMIT!" he yelled while punching the mirror. ("What did I ever do to you?" the mirror cried.)
Just then, Harry heard a knock at his door.
"What do you want?" Harry said getting annoyed that someone was bothering him.
"I just wanted to ask if you wanted some breakfast. Ron and I were about to go down for some," Hermione said from behind the door.
Harry opened the door. "Sorry about that, Herm. I'm not in the greatest mood today."
It was then that Hermione noticed that Harry had been crying. She knew that it was probably something to do with Ginny, so she decided not to ask what happened. "It's ok, Harry. So, you want to come for breakfast?"
"Not really. I'm not hungry," Harry replied.
"You need to eat, Harry. Plus, I need you to help me with Ron."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"He's a nervous wreck! I've never seen him this way. Come to think of it, he wasn't even this nervous for our wedding!"
"What's he so nervous about?"
"The Quidditch match! You didn't forget about it, did you? It's today!"
Harry had forgotten about it. He had more important things on his mind. However, he did not want to admit this to Hermione. "No, I didn't forget about it. I just didn't think that Ron would get so nervous about it."
"Well, he is. Why don't you grab your broom and then come down stairs and talk to Ron? I would really appreciate it."
Harry really did not feel like going downstairs for some breakfast, but he realized how nervous Ron must be. "Ok, Herm. Let me just find my broom and then I'll meet you two in the common room."
"Thanks a bunch, Harry!" Hermione said smiling.
Harry closed the door and walked over to where he had left his bags. In one of his bags, he found his Firebolt. Many new broom models had come out, but Harry could not give up his Firebolt. It still worked well, so Harry did not think that he needed to buy a new one. It also reminded him of Sirius. He remembered that it was Sirius was the one who gave him that broom, so it made him feel connected with Sirius in a way through it.
Harry then walked down the stairs to the common room. If Harry hadn't understood how nerve wracking it is to play a Quidditch game, he would've laughed at Ron. Ron was walking in circles saying, "Oh my God, Herm! What am I going to do? I'm going to make the team lose! What if a bludger hits me? Oh my GOD!"
"Calm down, Ron," Harry said.
Ron's head shot in the direction to where Harry was standing. When he saw Harry there, a wide, nervous smile appeared on his face. "Harry, I think I'm going to puke!"
"I know how you feel. This feeling only lasts until you get onto your broom. Once you're up there, all of these thoughts are wiped out," Harry said remembering how good it felt to be flying on his broom.
"Really? Because I can't see how I'll be able to play well as keeper if I feel so nervous."
"Just don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll do fine."
"Thanks, Harry!" Ron said.
"Not that I want to interrupt this male bonding moment," Hermione laughed, "but we really need to get to the Great Hall. We don't have much time before the match."
They made their way to the Great Hall. Harry was surprised to see it so packed. He didn't think so many people would be awake so early after the ball last night. They found three seats and sat down. Harry looked around the Great Hall to see if Michael and Ginny were there. Half-hoping that they weren't there and half-hoping that they were there, Harry searched the Great Hall with his eyes. His eyes landed on someone with fiery red hair.
"Why does Michael have a broom?" Harry asked.
"I think he's playing on the Ravenclaw team," Ron said with a mouthful of eggs.
"Oh. I didn't know that he played Quidditch," Harry said.
"He didn't play on the house teams, but he was a pretty good flyer. I think Dumbledore asked him to play because of that," Ron replied.
"Come on, Harry," Hermione interrupted, "You haven't even touched your food! You have to eat something before the match."
Harry looked down at his food. He didn't really have an appetite at the moment, but he knew that Hermione wouldn't leave him alone until he ate something. He slowly picked up his fork and began to eat. As he did this, Dumbledore stood up to speak.
"As you all know, today we will have our alumni Quidditch match. This is something that I've been looking forward to. Your year had many people that were skilled on their brooms, but never got a chance to play. Now, they've finally been given the chance to play. The rules to this match are the same as they were when you all attended the school. There is only one difference. The teams will be made by two houses being joined together. On one team will be Hufflepuff and Slytherin. On the other team will be Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. This was done to unite us more. I would like to ask all players to make their way to the locker rooms. There you will find your robes. The rest of you may make your way to the Quidditch Pitch. Good luck to you all!"
Everyone cheered and then the sounds of chairs scraping on the floor could be heard. Harry looked over at Ron. For once, Ron hadn't turned red. Instead, he turned green. He looked as if he was about to vomit.
"Are you ok, Ron?" Harry asked even though he already knew the answer.
"No," Ron said quickly. Harry figured that if Ron opened his mouth too much, he wouldn't be able to hold down his breakfast.
"What position are you playing?" Harry asked.
"Keeper," Ron once again spoke very quickly.
"Oh," Harry said as he pushed open the door to the locker room. It looked exactly the way he remembered it. He saw the other players changing into their Quidditch robes, including Michael. "I forgot that he was on his team," Harry said.
Harry got no response. Ron had already walked to where his robes were laid out. He shook as he put them on. Harry followed Ron's lead and began to put his robes on. It felt good to wear them again. Harry was brought back to all of his past Quidditch matches. He stood there reminiscing about the past until someone shook him back to reality. Harry almost yelled at the person until he realized that it was Ron.
"It's time," Ron said with a grim look on his face. If Harry didn't feel so bad for Ron being so nervous, he would have laughed right then and there. Ron sounded as if he was not just going to play a Quidditch match, but like he was walking to his death. Instead, Harry grabbed his broom, which allowed him some time to get the smile off his face, and then joined the other team as they walked onto the field.
As each of them was introduced, the crowd cheered loudly. Harry began to feel the thrill, which he used to always feel before a Quidditch match. He couldn't help, but smile.
"On my whistle," Madam Hooch said. She then blew on the whistle and everyone kicked off. Harry was surprised to see how well he was still able to fly. After five years of not flying at all, he thought that he wouldn't fly well. On his broom, his mind cleared of all his worries. All that he thought of was finding the snitch.
"That was a magnificent block! It's too bad he never was on the Gryffindor team. He would've done well," Lee Jordan said. He came back just to be the commentator at the match. The crowd erupted into applause. Harry looked down and noticed that Ron was holding the Quaffle triumphantly. Harry was happy that Ron was doing well.
About 20 minute later, Michael scored. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were now ahead in the match by ten points. While Harry applauded what he even had to admit was a very good play, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of gold. He quickly turned his broom and darted in the direction of the snitch. Draco was close behind him. Harry urged his broom further until he was in reach of the snitch. He reached out his hand and watched as Draco did the same. Luckily, Harry's arm was about an inch longer than Draco's, so he was able to grab it first. The crowd began to applaud.
"Nice catch," Draco said before flying off to the rest of his team.
Harry landed and was soon surrounded by a swarm of people.
"That was so cool! I didn't even see the snitch," Ron exclaimed.
"You played really good, Ron. You didn't let them score a single point!" Harry said congratulating his friend.
"Thanks," Ron said. He looked as if he was about to say something more, but Hermione grabbed him and congratulated him before he had a chance. Now Ron's full attention was with Hermione, but Harry didn't mind. He knew how it felt to love someone.
"You were great out there! You flew wonderfully!" Harry heard Ginny shout in the distance. He turned around to see if there was any possibility that she was talking to him. It nearly made him cry to see that she was talking to Michael and now kissing him. His wonderful day had been ruined.
Later that day, there was a large feast in the Great Hall. This was not only to celebrate the Quidditch match, but also acted as a farewell dinner since this was the last day of their stay. As they were eating, Dumbledore once again stood up to speak.
"I can't believe this week has gone by so quickly. It's going to be sad without you here. It was nice to catch up with all of you. You should be very proud of all that you've done. I know that I am proud of you. I'm not going to say good-bye. No, this occasion does not need a good-bye. I know that I will be seeing all of you again one time or another. I'm just going to say best of luck in the future and I hope to see a few little ones the next time I do see you. I'll see you soon!"
Everyone applauded and then went to their rooms to finish packing. They would be leaving bright and early in the morning and wanted to be ready. After saying goodnight to Ron and Hermione, Harry packed up everything and then went to sleep.
The next morning, everyone was very quiet. It was sad to once again be leaving Hogwarts. For old time's sake, they were taking the Hogwarts Express. Harry enjoyed being on the scarlet train again. Even though he had hoped his return from the reunion would have been a happier one, he was still glad that he had gone.
The train ride was a very quiet one, but once it stopped, it became very noisy with people saying their goodbyes to one another. Harry stepped off the train with his things and then turned to Ron and Hermione.
"It was nice seeing the two of you," Harry said.
"Same here, Harry. Hopefully it won't be another five years until we see you again," Ron said.
"I promise to visit soon," Harry said.
"Well, just promise that you'll come visit us in…. let's say nine months," Hermione said.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Let's just say that Dumbledore's wish of seeing little ones the next time is being fulfilled by us," Ron said beaming.
"You mean- you're- you're pregnant, Hermione?" Harry asked wide-eyed.
"Yep!" Hermione said with a wide grin on her face.
"Congratulations, you two!" Harry said, "When did you find out?"
"I found out a few days ago, but I never told Ron until yesterday morning," Hermione replied.
"Well, congratulations! I'm really happy for you!"
"Thanks! Now you have to come visit us some time!" Ron said.
"Of course I will!" Harry said.
"Ron, we really must be off now," Hermione said.
"Ok. I hope to see you soon," Harry said while hugging both of them.
Harry then turned and began to gather his bags to leave. He saw Michael and Ginny saying goodbye to some people. Harry only wished that he could know what happened in Ginny's life. Even if he couldn't be with her, he wanted to know that everything was all right for her. Then it hit him. He knew how he could find out what was happening with Ginny. Harry broke out into a run hoping he would be able to catch up with them. Seeing them in the distance, he called out to them.
"Ron! Hermione!" Thankfully, they both turned around and stopped walking when they saw him running towards them.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked.
"I was wondering if the offer that you gave me at your wedding to stay with you for awhile was still standing."
"Of course it is, Harry," Hermione said.
"Then, I would like to accept it," Harry said. Before he knew what was happening, he was pulled into a hug by Hermione who was saying how happy she was. Harry was also happy. Not only would he be staying with his friends, but he would also be able to know what was happening with Ginny. For the first time in a long time, Harry was looking forward to the future.
A/N – I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo happy!!!! I reached my goal of 100 reviews. I even surpassed it!! Thank you soooooooo much!!! Please still review!!!! It makes me happy when you do! Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter. I think there's only about 2 or 3 more chapters left. We're getting to the end. Before I go, I just wanted to once again ask you to go see A Walk To Remember. It was a REALLY good movie. Ta-ta for now!