The next morning Hermione woke up at 7:00, which was 1 whole hour before
the Quidditch match. About 15 minutes later Harry and Ron woke up with
straggly hair and tired eyes.
"Hermione, why are you fully dressed for the Quidditch match if it is a full," Harry looked at the clock, "45 minutes away?" Harry asked sleepily.
"Well, Harry unlike you I don't wait until the last minute I have other things to do today besides the Quidditch Match and besides I might not even come!"
What am I saying? Of course I am going! Urghh sometimes my know-it-all- mouth gets the best of me! Urghh I just have to tell them it came out wrong. But I don't want to embarrass myself! What to do? What to do? What to do??????? URGH!
"I am sorry but that came out all wrong Harry. Harry?" Hermione said, but Harry and Ron had already left to the Great Hall for some breakfast.
At 8:00 about 98% of the kids at Hogwarts made their way outside to the Quidditch Field. Harry said Good-bye to Ron and Hermione and walked over to his team and watched as the golden snitch flew into the air.
"One minute until the first Quidditch Game of the year begins! Lee Jordan at the announcing table shouted. Neither Harry nor Ron had given any thought about the "Mystery Man" Hermione had ran into the previous night but that was all Hermione could think about.
1 Why was he there? He didn't belong there! Why did he look like a worn-out rag doll? Why was he standing right in the middle of Hogwarts main intersection? Why, why, why, why, why, why????????
" 10 ….9…. 8…7.6…5…4.3…2…. 1…GO!!!!!!!" Lee shouted "and they're off!" "Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are the two seekers, they are both extremely great people for the job as a seeker, and there goes the Gryffindor beater hitting those bludger OWW!! That bludger hit Malfoy in the right part of his rib cage. That must have hurt!"
Professor McGonagall got on the megaphone, "Hello, students, staff, I would like to do the talking through the remainder of the Match if that is alright with all of you. Anyway, let's continue, Draco Malfoy dodges out of Harry's reach and stretches his arm out for the snitch, but misses it by at most 3 centimeters. Gryffindor team goes crazy but the Slytherin team loses some of its enthusiasm. Potter hits Malfoy's Nimbus 2001 with his Firebolt. Potter reaches for it and……….yes…Potter caught the snitch. Gryffindor Wins!!!"
Harry flew down and held up the flying ball victoriously, strongly, proudly. He smiled brightly and the Gryffindor side of the stadium stood up they went crazy! Gryffindor felt proud, the Gryffindor team felt prouder but Harry Potter felt the proudest!
"Hermione, why are you fully dressed for the Quidditch match if it is a full," Harry looked at the clock, "45 minutes away?" Harry asked sleepily.
"Well, Harry unlike you I don't wait until the last minute I have other things to do today besides the Quidditch Match and besides I might not even come!"
What am I saying? Of course I am going! Urghh sometimes my know-it-all- mouth gets the best of me! Urghh I just have to tell them it came out wrong. But I don't want to embarrass myself! What to do? What to do? What to do??????? URGH!
"I am sorry but that came out all wrong Harry. Harry?" Hermione said, but Harry and Ron had already left to the Great Hall for some breakfast.
At 8:00 about 98% of the kids at Hogwarts made their way outside to the Quidditch Field. Harry said Good-bye to Ron and Hermione and walked over to his team and watched as the golden snitch flew into the air.
"One minute until the first Quidditch Game of the year begins! Lee Jordan at the announcing table shouted. Neither Harry nor Ron had given any thought about the "Mystery Man" Hermione had ran into the previous night but that was all Hermione could think about.
1 Why was he there? He didn't belong there! Why did he look like a worn-out rag doll? Why was he standing right in the middle of Hogwarts main intersection? Why, why, why, why, why, why????????
" 10 ….9…. 8…7.6…5…4.3…2…. 1…GO!!!!!!!" Lee shouted "and they're off!" "Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are the two seekers, they are both extremely great people for the job as a seeker, and there goes the Gryffindor beater hitting those bludger OWW!! That bludger hit Malfoy in the right part of his rib cage. That must have hurt!"
Professor McGonagall got on the megaphone, "Hello, students, staff, I would like to do the talking through the remainder of the Match if that is alright with all of you. Anyway, let's continue, Draco Malfoy dodges out of Harry's reach and stretches his arm out for the snitch, but misses it by at most 3 centimeters. Gryffindor team goes crazy but the Slytherin team loses some of its enthusiasm. Potter hits Malfoy's Nimbus 2001 with his Firebolt. Potter reaches for it and……….yes…Potter caught the snitch. Gryffindor Wins!!!"
Harry flew down and held up the flying ball victoriously, strongly, proudly. He smiled brightly and the Gryffindor side of the stadium stood up they went crazy! Gryffindor felt proud, the Gryffindor team felt prouder but Harry Potter felt the proudest!