Blurry
Chapter five
By WeasleyLover2
Ok, you all know I don't own the characters, the places, the things, or the terms, but I do own the plot and the things I make the characters do. This is a new twist. Tuns of fluff, 'Between who?' You ask. Well, this is a Harry/Lavender story. Hope you enjoy
It was Wednesday, the day of the match. The Great Hall was filled with chattering students, most of them talking about the up-coming game. The Gryffindor and the Ravenclaw tables kept giving each other evil looks. The Quidditch matches were becoming fiercer and more important as the years went on.
Harry was sitting by his friends, Ron and Hermione. The Gryffindor team was sitting around him too. But he had saved a seat for Lavender, right next to him. He wasn't going to let her 'friends' push her around any more. But, when Lavender walked in, Seamus had his arm around her. She looked at Harry and he could see that she was upset that she couldn't get away from them. She was forced to sit with them again. She gave Harry an 'I'm sorry' look and sat down.
Harry sighed. He'd just have to save her another time. Harry was brought into the real world by George, who now occupied the seat Harry had saved. "Ready for the game?" he asked smiling.
Fred joined them. "I am! We're going to open up a can of whoop-ass!" he said as he gave his twin a high-five.
"Come on Harry, hurry up and finish your dinner. We wanna' get there early so we can give our prep talk!" George said cheerily, standing up. "Come along Captain Fred, let us go!"
"Aye-Aye Captain George. We're off!" and the two headed out to the Quidditch pitch.
Harry finished his dinner and started walking out. Seamus stood up and started to walk next to him. Seamus was Keeper for the team. "Ready?" he asked as they stepped outside.
"Yeah, we're so gonna' grill them!" Harry told him as they stepped into the Quidditch pitch. They entered the locker room. Ron came in a second later and the prep talk began.
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(Later)
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"And Bell passes the Quaffle to one of our new Chasers, Ron Weasley. Aaaaaand, he scores!! 50 to 20, Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan was commentating, as usual.
"Come on Harry!" Fred told him as he blocked a bludger from hitting Ron. "Catch the Snitch while we're ahead!"
Harry nodded and started to look for the Snitch. He soared around over the game, Cho on his heels. Then he saw it, it was above Seamus' ear. Harry put on a burst of speed and headed down the pitch. Chang was close on his heels. 'Let's show her how a real broom flies,' he thought as he did a couple of quick turns to avoid the Weasley twins. He was hoping that Cho would run into them, but she didn't, she just got slowed down. 'Perfect,' he thought, he was coming nearer to Seamus. Seamus was not aware of the Snitch hovering over his head.
But suddenly is broom started to slow down. He turned around and there was Cho, holding on to his tail end. A major foul, but everyone's attention was on the other end of the pitch; where a Ravenclaw Chaser had just thrown Ron off of his broom.
They (Harry and Cho) were nearing the Snitch, but at a snail's pace. It was still there; it seemed to be waiting to be caught. Harry tried to pry Cho's hands off his broom, but she just grinned evilly at him. He was getting sick of this. He punched her hard in the arm. The smile on her face left quickly and she let go to rub her wounded arm.
The sudden release of his broom sent Harry flying. He was flying at an alarming rate right at Seamus. He didn't have time to pull up; they crashed and went tumbling down to the ground…
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Harry woke up in the locker room. He was lying on his back. He looked up and could see the rest of his team smiling at him. He was very confused, why were they smiling? Then he remembered…
"We won Harry!" Fred said happily as he slapped Harry on the back as he sat up.
"That was a brilliant catch mate!" Ron said, he was grinning from ear to ear.
"Finnigan wasn't too happy though," George added. "He was pretty pissed that you knocked him off his broom…"
"Yeah, and then when he left, he had a huge brawl with his girlfriend in the hallway…" Fred interjected.
"Yeah! It was great!" George told him, laughing.
Ron just rolled his eyes. "We'd better be getting back, I'm sure everyone's looking forward to a party!" he told Harry.
The rest of the team left, Harry trailing behind. Fred and George were singing, leading the way.
"We're in the running for Quidditch Cup!
We're going to kick-ASS!
We're going to leave those Slytherins flabbergasted,
The victory is ours!"
The song didn't rhyme, and they just made up a new tune every time, but it made Harry smile all the same.
When they reached the Entrance Hall, Fred and George bolted; they wanted to party. The rest of the team started to jog up the stairs. But Harry continued to walk. He was distracted. What had Seamus and Lavender fought about? Just then he felt a pair of arms wrap around him.
"We won Harry! We won!" he heard a very familiar female voice squeal. The girl pulled away and Harry was staring into Lavender's smiling face. "Are you ok? That fall was pretty long," she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Harry blushed. "I was really worried," she added as they continued to walk up the stairs.
"Yes, I'm fine," Harry told her. And it was the truth; he'd never felt better. (AN: wonder why? lol) "How's Seamus? I really didn't want to run into him, but it was unavoidable."
"Yes, I know. I saw the whole thing. I think he's ok. I wouldn't know." She spat the last part out.
"Oh, yes. I heard. So, what'd he do?" Harry asked concerned.
Lavender sighed. "He was just being a prat; as usual. He came out. I asked if he was ok, he said yeah. Then I asked if Ron was ok and he said yes. And I asked if you were ok and he totally blew up! He started yelling at me that I'd been neglecting him and that I didn't care anymore…" Lavender sobbed. "I told him that it wasn't true. But he just stormed away…" she started to cry.
Harry put his arm around her. "Oh, I'm sure he was just in pain, and he took out his anger on you. I heard he was pretty mad that I ran into him."
"I suppose your right." They were at the portrait hole. "Think I can patch this up?"
"Of coarse. Niffler." Harry said the password and the portrait hole opened. "But I'd recommend letting him cool down first."
"Yeah, that's a good idea. Thanks Harry, what would I do without you?" she asked as she walked over to Pavarti who was beckoning to her.
Harry grabbed a butterbeer; the twins had sneaked some from the kitchens. He sat down in front of the fire. It was rather hard work; considering that everyone kept on congratulating him and shaking his hand. He finally got there, and sat across from Hermione.
"Nice game," she told him simply.
"Thanks," Harry replied. He knew she knew he was all right and he knew the deeper meaning to those two words. They were best friends; some things didn't need to be said.
They chatted for a bit, then Ron came over and claimed her, (they're going out), and Harry was left to his thoughts. Most of which consisted of a certain blue eyed, brown haired girl.
'She has given me more attention than Seamus. He was right.' Harry's heart fluttered at the thought of Lavender liking him that way. 'But it'll never happen…but she did give me a kiss…it was on the cheek, Hermione does that all the time, that doesn't mean she likes you. I suppose. Oh! Here she comes!' his mental argument stopped as Lavender walked over to him. "Hi!"
"Hey, I think we sorted it out." Lavender told him, but she didn't sound convinced, and Harry said so:
"You don't seem too convinced of that yourself."
Lavender sighed. "I dunno, something doesn't feel right, but I can't put my finger on it…"
But she was interrupted by Pavarti. "Night Lav! I'm going to bed. Night Hermione. Night Harry; Ron. Good game!" and she left up the girls' staircase.
"I'll be back," Lavender told Harry as she got up. She went across the room to sit by Seamus; who was now alone. Harry sighed. She was still holding on, even though she was suspicious of something. 'One more reason to love her,' he thought, but was startled. He'd accepted that he liked her, but it was still a shock that he could feel so strongly about somebody.
About ten minutes later Seamus left, not before a long kiss with Lavender. Harry had been eyeing them the whole time, and seeing that just made him jealous. Then Seamus came over to him and said, "Good game. No hurt feelings," and he held his hand out and Harry shook it.
"Good game yourself." Harry replied.
"See you tomorrow." And with that Seamus left. Right then Harry became aware that nobody was left except him and Lavender. Everyone had gone off to bed, or to snog somewhere.
Harry walked over to Lavender. She seemed deep in thought. He sat down next to her and waited for her to speak first.
"It's his kiss," she said suddenly. Harry was startled, what was she talking about? "His kiss, it's different. That's what doesn't feel right," she ran her finger across her bottom lip.
Harry grinned. "I'm sorry I couldn't help you there. Never kissed him; and I'd like to keep it that way," Harry laughed, Lavender joined in.
"You always know how to cheer me up Harry," Lavender told him. "Whoever gets you for a boyfriend will be one lucky girl," she smiled at him. "Well, I'm off to bed. I'll see you tomorrow Harry!" she called as she headed up the girls' staircases for bed.
Harry sat back down in front of the fire. He had a lot to think about.
I'm starting on the next chapter right now. This is where it's gonna' get good!!! (
Review! Please!!!
I luv you all! Later!
Chapter five
By WeasleyLover2
Ok, you all know I don't own the characters, the places, the things, or the terms, but I do own the plot and the things I make the characters do. This is a new twist. Tuns of fluff, 'Between who?' You ask. Well, this is a Harry/Lavender story. Hope you enjoy
It was Wednesday, the day of the match. The Great Hall was filled with chattering students, most of them talking about the up-coming game. The Gryffindor and the Ravenclaw tables kept giving each other evil looks. The Quidditch matches were becoming fiercer and more important as the years went on.
Harry was sitting by his friends, Ron and Hermione. The Gryffindor team was sitting around him too. But he had saved a seat for Lavender, right next to him. He wasn't going to let her 'friends' push her around any more. But, when Lavender walked in, Seamus had his arm around her. She looked at Harry and he could see that she was upset that she couldn't get away from them. She was forced to sit with them again. She gave Harry an 'I'm sorry' look and sat down.
Harry sighed. He'd just have to save her another time. Harry was brought into the real world by George, who now occupied the seat Harry had saved. "Ready for the game?" he asked smiling.
Fred joined them. "I am! We're going to open up a can of whoop-ass!" he said as he gave his twin a high-five.
"Come on Harry, hurry up and finish your dinner. We wanna' get there early so we can give our prep talk!" George said cheerily, standing up. "Come along Captain Fred, let us go!"
"Aye-Aye Captain George. We're off!" and the two headed out to the Quidditch pitch.
Harry finished his dinner and started walking out. Seamus stood up and started to walk next to him. Seamus was Keeper for the team. "Ready?" he asked as they stepped outside.
"Yeah, we're so gonna' grill them!" Harry told him as they stepped into the Quidditch pitch. They entered the locker room. Ron came in a second later and the prep talk began.
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(Later)
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"And Bell passes the Quaffle to one of our new Chasers, Ron Weasley. Aaaaaand, he scores!! 50 to 20, Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan was commentating, as usual.
"Come on Harry!" Fred told him as he blocked a bludger from hitting Ron. "Catch the Snitch while we're ahead!"
Harry nodded and started to look for the Snitch. He soared around over the game, Cho on his heels. Then he saw it, it was above Seamus' ear. Harry put on a burst of speed and headed down the pitch. Chang was close on his heels. 'Let's show her how a real broom flies,' he thought as he did a couple of quick turns to avoid the Weasley twins. He was hoping that Cho would run into them, but she didn't, she just got slowed down. 'Perfect,' he thought, he was coming nearer to Seamus. Seamus was not aware of the Snitch hovering over his head.
But suddenly is broom started to slow down. He turned around and there was Cho, holding on to his tail end. A major foul, but everyone's attention was on the other end of the pitch; where a Ravenclaw Chaser had just thrown Ron off of his broom.
They (Harry and Cho) were nearing the Snitch, but at a snail's pace. It was still there; it seemed to be waiting to be caught. Harry tried to pry Cho's hands off his broom, but she just grinned evilly at him. He was getting sick of this. He punched her hard in the arm. The smile on her face left quickly and she let go to rub her wounded arm.
The sudden release of his broom sent Harry flying. He was flying at an alarming rate right at Seamus. He didn't have time to pull up; they crashed and went tumbling down to the ground…
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Harry woke up in the locker room. He was lying on his back. He looked up and could see the rest of his team smiling at him. He was very confused, why were they smiling? Then he remembered…
"We won Harry!" Fred said happily as he slapped Harry on the back as he sat up.
"That was a brilliant catch mate!" Ron said, he was grinning from ear to ear.
"Finnigan wasn't too happy though," George added. "He was pretty pissed that you knocked him off his broom…"
"Yeah, and then when he left, he had a huge brawl with his girlfriend in the hallway…" Fred interjected.
"Yeah! It was great!" George told him, laughing.
Ron just rolled his eyes. "We'd better be getting back, I'm sure everyone's looking forward to a party!" he told Harry.
The rest of the team left, Harry trailing behind. Fred and George were singing, leading the way.
"We're in the running for Quidditch Cup!
We're going to kick-ASS!
We're going to leave those Slytherins flabbergasted,
The victory is ours!"
The song didn't rhyme, and they just made up a new tune every time, but it made Harry smile all the same.
When they reached the Entrance Hall, Fred and George bolted; they wanted to party. The rest of the team started to jog up the stairs. But Harry continued to walk. He was distracted. What had Seamus and Lavender fought about? Just then he felt a pair of arms wrap around him.
"We won Harry! We won!" he heard a very familiar female voice squeal. The girl pulled away and Harry was staring into Lavender's smiling face. "Are you ok? That fall was pretty long," she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Harry blushed. "I was really worried," she added as they continued to walk up the stairs.
"Yes, I'm fine," Harry told her. And it was the truth; he'd never felt better. (AN: wonder why? lol) "How's Seamus? I really didn't want to run into him, but it was unavoidable."
"Yes, I know. I saw the whole thing. I think he's ok. I wouldn't know." She spat the last part out.
"Oh, yes. I heard. So, what'd he do?" Harry asked concerned.
Lavender sighed. "He was just being a prat; as usual. He came out. I asked if he was ok, he said yeah. Then I asked if Ron was ok and he said yes. And I asked if you were ok and he totally blew up! He started yelling at me that I'd been neglecting him and that I didn't care anymore…" Lavender sobbed. "I told him that it wasn't true. But he just stormed away…" she started to cry.
Harry put his arm around her. "Oh, I'm sure he was just in pain, and he took out his anger on you. I heard he was pretty mad that I ran into him."
"I suppose your right." They were at the portrait hole. "Think I can patch this up?"
"Of coarse. Niffler." Harry said the password and the portrait hole opened. "But I'd recommend letting him cool down first."
"Yeah, that's a good idea. Thanks Harry, what would I do without you?" she asked as she walked over to Pavarti who was beckoning to her.
Harry grabbed a butterbeer; the twins had sneaked some from the kitchens. He sat down in front of the fire. It was rather hard work; considering that everyone kept on congratulating him and shaking his hand. He finally got there, and sat across from Hermione.
"Nice game," she told him simply.
"Thanks," Harry replied. He knew she knew he was all right and he knew the deeper meaning to those two words. They were best friends; some things didn't need to be said.
They chatted for a bit, then Ron came over and claimed her, (they're going out), and Harry was left to his thoughts. Most of which consisted of a certain blue eyed, brown haired girl.
'She has given me more attention than Seamus. He was right.' Harry's heart fluttered at the thought of Lavender liking him that way. 'But it'll never happen…but she did give me a kiss…it was on the cheek, Hermione does that all the time, that doesn't mean she likes you. I suppose. Oh! Here she comes!' his mental argument stopped as Lavender walked over to him. "Hi!"
"Hey, I think we sorted it out." Lavender told him, but she didn't sound convinced, and Harry said so:
"You don't seem too convinced of that yourself."
Lavender sighed. "I dunno, something doesn't feel right, but I can't put my finger on it…"
But she was interrupted by Pavarti. "Night Lav! I'm going to bed. Night Hermione. Night Harry; Ron. Good game!" and she left up the girls' staircase.
"I'll be back," Lavender told Harry as she got up. She went across the room to sit by Seamus; who was now alone. Harry sighed. She was still holding on, even though she was suspicious of something. 'One more reason to love her,' he thought, but was startled. He'd accepted that he liked her, but it was still a shock that he could feel so strongly about somebody.
About ten minutes later Seamus left, not before a long kiss with Lavender. Harry had been eyeing them the whole time, and seeing that just made him jealous. Then Seamus came over to him and said, "Good game. No hurt feelings," and he held his hand out and Harry shook it.
"Good game yourself." Harry replied.
"See you tomorrow." And with that Seamus left. Right then Harry became aware that nobody was left except him and Lavender. Everyone had gone off to bed, or to snog somewhere.
Harry walked over to Lavender. She seemed deep in thought. He sat down next to her and waited for her to speak first.
"It's his kiss," she said suddenly. Harry was startled, what was she talking about? "His kiss, it's different. That's what doesn't feel right," she ran her finger across her bottom lip.
Harry grinned. "I'm sorry I couldn't help you there. Never kissed him; and I'd like to keep it that way," Harry laughed, Lavender joined in.
"You always know how to cheer me up Harry," Lavender told him. "Whoever gets you for a boyfriend will be one lucky girl," she smiled at him. "Well, I'm off to bed. I'll see you tomorrow Harry!" she called as she headed up the girls' staircases for bed.
Harry sat back down in front of the fire. He had a lot to think about.
I'm starting on the next chapter right now. This is where it's gonna' get good!!! (
Review! Please!!!
I luv you all! Later!