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Chapter nine: Discovery

The ground was like a silver woven blanket. Ice crystals were clinging here and there to the grass of the Quidditch field. Harry entered the dressing room with the rest of the team and put on his red and gold Gryffindor jersey. He sat on one of the benches, and waited for the sure speech from their new captain, Gregory Davis. He was a tall, good looking seventh year. He was the kind of person who respected just about everyone no matter how unimportant you seemed. He had plenty of friends and about a million aquaintances because he was someone you just couldn't not be friends with, baring you weren't a Slytherin. He was a nice guy and a really good captain, not to mention an excellent keeper. He had been the understudy for Wood, and in that time he and gotten almost as good. He, like Wood always gave a speech. Luckily his were never as long winded and desperate as Wood's had been. They were filled with reminders of strategies and encouragement, but fairly serious.

"Now, remember Harry, don't get distracted. Cho is pretty fast on those turns," Gregory finished up.

"Got it," Harry and the rest of the team left the room and walked out to the field.

They all took their places, Harry across from Cho, who gave him a melting smile. He smiled back, a little shakily. Madam Hooch blew the whistle and they were off. Harry immediately started searching for the snitch. Lee Jordan shouted out from the stands.

"Katy Bell makes an amazing score within the first few minutes of the game. And here comes alicia taking possession of the quffle. And its in! Another ten points for Gryffindor."

The Ravenclaws took hold of the quffle, just as Harry spotted the snitch it was right next to the Gryffindor goal posts. Cho had already seen it and was heading in that direction like lightening. Harry went as fast as he could. He wasn't going to let the fact that Cho was a very nice, very pretty girl, stop him from winning this game. He had almost made that mistake in his third year. It wouldn't happen again. As he closed in, on of the Ravenclaw chasers hit the quffle and scored a point. In that moment that the snitch was hidden from view by the quffle, it disappeared. He pulled away, and flew high above the stands to get a good look at the field. The search for the snitch continued.

"An extraordinary block by Gregory Davis. The Gryffindors are really lucky to have him. Oliver Wood had better watch out, he may be seeing Davis in pro with him some day," Lee yelled.

Another score for Ravenclaw, then a score for Gryffindor. They were moving in a perpetual tie. Back and forth, until Harry spotted a little glimmer of gold directly above his head. He and Cho noticed at the same time. Harry shot into the air like a cork screw. He and Cho were side by slide the snitch just out of reach ahead of them. they followed it into a dive, Harry remembering Gregory's advice turned just a moment before Cho. He stretched out his fingers as long as they could go and closed it in his palm. He pulled up swiftly to avoid a mouthful of dirt, then landed smoothly on the ground. All the Gryffindors gushed from the stands.

"That was really great Harry," Cho said from behind him.

Harry turned. She was smiling at him.

"Thanks," he returned "but I only caught it on account of my arms are longer than yours."

Cho laughed. It made Harry think of the light sprinkle of rain after a heavy down pour. He smiled what he thought was probably a very dopey grin. He was pulled out of his trance by a great thud to his back.

"Sorry," harry turned to see Jordan breathing quickly and the smile sticking to her face the whole while. "I didn't mean to bump into you," she said laughing. "but that was amazing!"

Ron and Hermione hustled over to join in.

"That was a great catch, Harry," Ron said, his enthusiasm obvious "you and Cho were neck and neck!"

"She's a great flier," Harry said admiringly. Harry turned to see if she was still behind him, but she had vanished.

"Come on, there is a party in the common room, but we had better hurry because we all have those reports in History of Magic due by the end of the brake and we don't want to have to do them after Christmas," Hermione Declared.

"Sure Hermione," Ron said sarcastically "We should definitely do them during the party and get them over with."

They had all turned to leave when Gregory shouted after them

"Hey Harry, Great game!"

They all stopped and let him catch up with them.

"Thanks Gregory, you made a lot of good saves yourself," Harry noticed Gregory eyeing Jordan curiously.

"Your Jordan, right?" he asked. "I've seen you in the common room, but I'm afraid I never actually met you."

"Yes, I'm Jordan," she said still smiling. "That was a good game you pulled off."

"Thanks, well, I'll see you around. Bye everyone," he dashed off to congradulate the Ravenclaws, because he was that type of guy.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, the team was showered with candy. Harry ate it all except the firecracker frogs. They looked a bit suspicious to Harry, after all they were being handed out by the Weasly twins. Sure enough, a few of the Gryffindors were blown up against the walls; a result of the little frog candies exploding in their mouths. At twelve o'clock the party was still in full swing. Harry saw Fred Weasly offer a firecracker frog to the unsuspecting Jordan. For a moment he considered telling her. He felt bad, so he was about to, but then decided against it. He knew Jordan well. If the Weasly's got her, she would get them back and it would be hilarious. When Jordan accepted the frog, she was so light that she was thrown from the ground and hit the wall more than half way up. She slide down and hit the floor with a thud. She stood up and brushed herself off. The twins were shaking and falling over each other with laughter.

"I'm surprised," she said in her tone of Mock kindness. "Preparing for the Joke shop eh?

The Weaslys nodded.

Jordan smiled. " Who knew you could make a living using your premature brains."

The twins were silent for a moment, looked at each other and started laughing even harder.

Their mouths wide open, and laughing so hard their eyes were closed, they didn't realize until they hit and cracked the celing that Jordan had shoved five fire cracker frogs into each one of their mouths. In a moment professor McGonagle was standing in the portrait hole, her eyes like knives. She glanced at the celing and raised her eyebrows.

"Fred, George, explain."

Both boys started taking at once, but both ended up pointing at Jordan. Professor McGonalgle rolled her eyes.

"Never mind" she said in a huffy voice. "Expect to be in my office tomorrow morning after breakfast."

She glanced back to the roof.

"Repairo," she announced, and the cracked celing was restored to how it had always been. "It is about time you all go to bed. This party is over," she turned and left through the portrait hole.

The twins stared intensely at Jordan.

"Have you got anything to say?" Jordan's face seemed to be asking the same question.

"you…you framed us," George stammered, half in annoyance half in awe.

"Well what did you expect," Said Jordan, matter-of-factly. "perhaps those premature brains need some fine tuning after all." She bounced up the stairs to the girls dormitory.

The next potions lesson, Jordan was again asked to leave the class. Since Snape couldn't humiliate her, he may as well get rid of her. She was of no use to him, and plus, she was a nusance. As she left the class, Malfoy sneered at her.

"Bye Draco," she said sweetly.

"Silently!" Snape bellowed.

Snape always lost his temper with her. He was cruel to the other students, but kept himself under control. He really just couldn't stand her. But Jordan was glad Snape had dissmissed her, this meant she could spend time in the music room.

She greeted the armor. Between mixed up songs and riddles she had found that the armor had belonged to a knight who loved to hear music. When he died his armor was put up to guard the room. Whatever was left of the knights soul was in the armor and liked very much to here the music.

As she entered the room, all the instruments hummed in approval. She sat down at the piano and began to play a song she had been working at. All the other instruments took up their part as she had taught them. Jordan had found, she just needed to play their part once and then they remembered it. The next time she started to play the song they would join in immediately.

Back in the potions room, Snape was getting fed up. Harry's potion had worked correctly and so had his antidote. He was furious. How dare he do anything right! So Snape sent him from the classroom as he had with Jordan.

"Go join your little friend outside," he spat. " and mind you enjoy no marry making."

Harry nodded and pushed in his chair. He tried to look grim, but he almost burst out laughing. He loved it when he beat Snape, and it was happening a lot more often. Yet, when he exited the classroom, Jordan was nowhere to be found. She wasn't in the hallway, or around any corners. Perhaps she always took off after class, but no, she always met up with them and they all left together at the end of class. Where was she? In Harry's attempts to find her. He stumbled into an old rusty suit of armor leaning against the wall. Harry thought a moment. Had that armor always been there? He glanced around the corner. The armor was just aside enough to reveal a hole in the wall, the exact size to climb through. It was some sort of passage way. A light humming was coming from it. Hadn't Dumbledor mentioned something about Jordan needing to know certain things about herself and why she was placed in Slytherin in the begginning of the year. Harry got a queer feeling in the pit of his stomach, like he was about the take his potions final. Jordan might be in danger. This seemed very out of the ordinary- not for himself( it was almost Christmas break, someone really should have been out to get him by now) but for Jordan, who he assumed was a fairly ordinary girl.

Harry deciced to go for it, and he slipped in through the tunnel. As he did so the armor seemed to wake up and become alive. The armor was singing something to him- singing something? From the tone of the song, Harry didn't think he approved much of him entering the tunnel. But it was too late. He kept running down the tunnel. The humming grew louder, then slowly changed into a haunted melody with no words. The tunnel stopped abruptly and Harry was thrown around a sharp corner and almost lost his balance. Daylight seeped through the skylights and high windows of the room. Bathed in light were hundreds of instruments surrounding Jordan playing the piano and singing a song that indeed did have words, but Harry was too stunned to notice them. Every instrument was following Jordan's lead and playing its own part. Jordan continued on with no clue she had an audience and sounding all the better because of it. Finally she looked up as she finished playing and the notes began to dwindle into the air. She stared at him with her eyes wide and her mouth open like she was going to say something but had forgotten what it was. Horror and fear shaded her face. Harry was almost as surprised by her expression as she was by seeing him there.

"That…that…was…was pretty," Harry stuttered, breaking the silence.

"But…the armor…, how did you…" her expression changed to a look of something close to irritation. "Your not supposed to know I'm in here!"

"Well, the armor was halfway covering this passage and…" he started to explain.

"Oh, how careless of him! God, he was probably spacing out again. I think the music distracts him," she said in frustration. "Just don't tell anyone I'm in here will you?"

"I won't tell anyone, not if you don't want me too," Harry agreed, confused as to why it was a secret. She seemed to read his thoughts.

"Its just that, I don't like people knowing I make up songs and things like that. I'm afraid they'll think its stupid or not like my songs or whatever." She sounded a bit ashamed.

"Lets go back out and wait in the hall," she suggested. Harry nodded in agreement. When they came out, Snape was just coming out the door of the Potions room. They took up a casual position instantly and faked they had been there the whole while.

"What have you two been up to?" he inquired.

"Nothing at all." Said Jordan, sounding confused. She really was a brilliant actress when she needed to be Harry thought to himself.

"Mr. Mlfoy tells me that when I sent him for you, you were not here like you should have been," Snape noted warningly.

"We were just around the corner, waiting, we came back here to meet our friends when they came out of class," Harry added, going with Jordan's attitude.

"I rather doubt that Mr. Malfoy lied about finding you out here. However I don't place it below either of you," Snape added lightly.

"Perhaps he didn't see us," Jordan suggested " there must be thousands of corners down here."

"Not quite a thousand, Miss McNiel. Now if you would graciously follow me back into class, I am giving everyone a pop quiz. Oh, and that will be ten points form Gryffindor for each of you. Hurry up, now. You wasting my time." he said Harshly.

"Another thing, don't expect to be let out of class early from now on," Snape said his back turned to them as the reentered the classroom.