Hey there again. Well, everything is going pretty good now. The story is almost finished! Probably 2 more chapters to go and I'm finished! Well, let's not think ahead for a little while 'cause this chapter is important! Quidditch Finals everyone! Enjoy!

Finals: Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin

Weeks have past with rough practice every morning. Draco already started cleaning the trophy case every night and usually came back by midnight. The day before the finals, they all gathered in the common room.

"Well, tomorrow's the big day." Said Harry as he sat next to Kris.

"Very big." Kris said.

"Not much to worry about." Angelina assured her.

"Okay everybody," Oliver started off.

"Hold on first! I have to send this letter!" Alex said as she held an envelope and gave it to her owl Hestle. Hestle was a look alike of Hedwig, except she had blue eyes and she had a little grayish color. She flew out the window to send the letter.

"Who was that letter to?" Oliver asked.

"Just my mom." Alex replied.

"Okay, tomorrow is a big day. Once again, we'll be challenging Slytherin again for the finals. The lineup is pretty much the same. Uhh, Captain Marcus Flint, a chaser, and a big ass son-of-a-bitch." Everyone laughed. "Other two chasers, Adrianna Yevhin and Leonard Hawthorne. They're not that good. Keeper, Poppi Feltham." Angelina, Kris, and Alex nodded. "Beaters, Stephon Dravey and Adrien Yevhin, twin brother and sisters, Yevhins." Oliver said.

"What about the seeker?" Harry asked.

"Whoa. I mean, whoa." Oliver said shockingly.

"Who is it?" Angelina asked.

"Well, it says…Eyaudra Verning." Oliver read out.

"Whoa…" Harry said dumbfounded.

"Looks like this will be a challenge." Fred commented.

"Yeah…she looks like the type of seeker who can burn you." George added.

"What kind of broom does she ride?" Harry asked.

"Uhhh….a Nimbus Two Thousand and One, plus extra speed from Comet Two seventy. Whoa! I didn't even know you could have add-ons to brooms!" Oliver said.

Everyone was stunned. "With her size she could move pretty fast!" Angelina added.

"So, how fast could her broom be?" Kris asked.

"Most likely at this rate of the Nimbus Series, it could almost equal to a Nimbus Two-Thousand and Three by maybe 8%." Alex answered. "But it won't be any faster than a Firebolt. It's fast and maybe can keep up with a Firebolt, but it will lose acceleration power."

"You know, you can become a prefect on your fifth year." Said Angelina.

"No way, I don't want to be a prefect. Too much shit to go through." Alex said.

"Well, we can out wit those Slytherins. The rest of them only have Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. We could win the Quidditch Cup the second time straight. And we can only win by giving it all. This could get rough. Oh well, that's about it. Same time tomorrow. 'Night." Oliver said.

It was the morning of the big day. They all went to breakfast early as usual to avoid the crowd. Owls came in that morning and Alex was about to take her seat. She saw Hestle coming at her so she said quietly, "Accio Hestle's letter!" The envelope came shooting straight at Alex and she put it in her pocket. Hestle landed on the table and Alex gave her a piece of pancake. When they got back to the common room, students came coming down from their dormitories wishing, "Good luck!" as they went to breakfast.

The whole team was sitting down in the empty common room. Kris and Harry were talking in the corner, Angelina was walking down and up the stairs, Fred and George were trying to climb up the chimney in the fireplace, and Oliver and Alex were talking on the couch.

"Dammit Fred! Wait your fuckin turn!" George said as he tried to climb up the chimney.

"Fuckin move! You're not using your damn brain!" Fred shouted. George came falling down the chimney.

"I almost got there!" George said brushing off ashes off his shirt.

Fred was holding his broom. "Watch the master do this. Stand aside." Fred shoved George out of his way.

"Kiss my ass." George muttered. Fred mounted his broom and flew up.

"Ahahahaha!!! I'm going up!!!!!" Fred yelled. "Owww!!!! SHIT!!!!!"

"What happened?!" George yelled.

"It's like I'm blocked from the outside! Damn shit!" Fred flew back down. "Useless."

When it was 10:30, Melanie and Cristen came through the portrait hole. They came running to Fred and George and gave them a hug.

"What's this about?" Fred asked.

"We just wanted to wish both of you good luck before you go down to the locker rooms." Melanie replied.

"Thanks." George told Cristen.

"Go get em! And wack those bludgers! Hit a bludger for me!!!" Cristen smiled.

"Sure, why not." George smiled.

"Come on, we have to get to the locker rooms." Oliver announced as the team followed him. When they got to the entrance hall, they went through a row of students surrounding them. Angelina heard a familiar voice.

"Good luck Angelina!! I'll be cheering for you!!" The voice yelled. Angelina couldn't find where the voice was coming from, so she ignored it. When they got to the locker rooms, they changed into their Scarlet Robes.

"Well, all I have to say is, we don't need luck. We're strong enough and we've got the skill. Play it to the best of your ability. Come on, let's go." Oliver led the team out the door and into the entrance gate. Harry was sort of shaking his head and trying to stand still.

"Don't be scared Harry. I'm proud of you already." Kris assured him. Harry smiled at her. The whole team heard that and Oliver smiled at Alex.

The gates opened and they soared into the air. The Slytherins were flying around in their green robes. Harry spotted Eyaudra flying around. She was pretty fast. But he knew he could beat her.

"Harry! This time, it's not ladies first! NO MERCY!!!!" Oliver shouted. Harry nodded. He saw Eyaudra looking at him. She nodded and so did Harry. Madam Hooch stood by the crate.

"Captains, shake hands!" she told Oliver and Marcus.

"Good Morning everyone! Welcome to the Quidditch Final! Gryffindor vs. Slytherin!!!!" Lee Jordan said as he usually does the commentary. "Captains Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint shake hands. Watch out everyone! This could get rough! The bludgers have erupted followed by the Golden Snitch!! Madam Hooch holds the quaffle, and it is released! Chasers fighting for the quaffle, and Slytherin in possession. Chaser Adrianna Yevhin handles the quaffle. Going for the goal, intercepted by Angelina Johnson! Johnson passes it to Alex Levons, to Kris Mei, ooo!!! Slytherin again in possession. Flint has the quaffle, passes it to Leonard Hawthorne, to Yevhin, passes far to Flint again, intercepted by Mei! Passes to Johnson, to Levons, back to Johnson, to Mei, fake, to Levons, she scores!!! Ten points to Gryffindor!!! The Gryffindor side erupted with cheers and so did the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff sides, but with lesser cheers.

"Slytherin in possession, Yevhin has the quaffle, passes to Flint, to Hawthorne, awww!!! That must hurt!! Hit by a bludger and quaffle drops to Levons, passes to Johnson, then to Mei, goes for the goal, saved by Poppi Feltham. Slytherin in possession again, Hawthorne with the quaffle, passes to Flint, then to Yevhin," Jordan continued.

She scored. The score so far was tied. Harry was just flying around the field with Eyaudra trailing him. He had the same situation before. This wasn't going to be that hard.

"Gryffindor in possession. Levons handles the quaffle, to Johnson, to Mei, back to Johnson, then to Mei, she scores!!! Ten points to Gryffindor!!! Slytherin now in possession, Flint with the quaffle, passes to Hawthorne, to Yevhin, to Flint again, oooo!! He gets hit by a bludger!!" Jordan shouted. Madam Hooch blew her whistle.

"Chasers must be within the scoring area! Penalty!" Madam Hooch yelled.

"Come of it!!!!" George yelled. An eruption of boos came up as Flint went to take the penalty. He didn't score. Oliver saved it.

"Slytherin again in possession." Jordan continued. "Hawthorne takes the quaffle, speeds up to the posts, blocked by Levons!!! And the quaffle goes to Mei! Mei passes to Johnson, goes for the goal, Angelina Johnson scores!!!!!! Another 10 points to Gryffindor!!!!! Slytherin in possession. Flint has the quaffle, passes to Hawthorne, passes to Yevhin, intercepted by Johnson! She passes to Mei, to Levons, to Mei again, intercepted by Flint! He passes far to Hawthorne but intercepted by Johnson again! She passes to Mei, to Levons, back to Johnson, fake, to Levons, scores!!!!! Slytherin has the quaffle held by Yevhin, she passes to Hawthorne, speeds it up, gets by Wood and Slytherin scores."

An eruption of boos came from the crowd. Slytherins started cheering again. The score was Gryffindor 30, Slytherin 20.

"Gryffindor in possession. Angelina takes the quaffle, passes to Mei, back to Johnson, to Levons, back to Mei, and Feltham saves it. Flint with the quaffle, passes to Yevhin, to Hawthorne, to Yevhin again, she's going for it, oooo!!!! Good bludger work from Fred Weasley!! Or was that George? Can't really tell!!! The quaffle falls into Johnson's hands, passes to Levons, then to Mei, she speeds it up, she dives and loops, Levons flying out of nowhere receives a pass from Mei and scores!!!!" Jordan shouted out as everyone cheered out again.

In the Gryffindor side, Draco didn't know who to cheer for. Eyaudra was in Slytherin and he was part of Gryffindor. He just stood there silent clapping for both of them.

"Slytherin in possession. Hawthorne takes the quaffle, passes to Flint, ooo!!! Gets hits hard by a bludger!!!!!! Take that you bulky piece of" Jordan said happily.

"Jordan!! Would you please!!" Professor McGonagall scolded.

"Sorry Professor! And back to the game! Looks like there is another penalty. And Flint will take it again." Jordan continued. Flint scored. "Dumb luck. Currently the score is Gryffindor 40, Slytherin 30. And Slytherin in possession. Hawthorne makes a pass to Flint, passes to Yevhin, she slips the quaffle, and it drops to Kris Mei! She speeds it up and passes to Levons, then to Angelina, loops, scores!!!!" The Gryffindor side erupted again with cheers. "Slytherin in possession. Flint takes the quaffle halfway through the field, passes to Yevhin, to Hawthorne, and scores. This game is on a role! Gryffindor has the quaffle. Levons takes it down through some bludgers and passes to Mei, passes to Johnson, can't go through and passes back to Levons but intercepted by Flint. Flint speeding up, but Alex Levons is on his tail. He can't get away with that broom!!! Alex soars through and steals it making a quick pass to Mei, then to Johnson, then back far to Levons, hey!!!!!"

Flint grabbed Alex's Firebolt and almost swung her around. "Come on!!!" Flint yelled.

"Hey no bribing you sleezy, cheating" Jordan stopped.

"Jordan!!!" Professor McGonagall scolded again.

"Sorry Professor!!! And that would be a penalty!! Alexandra Levons will take the penalty. First penalty for Gryffindor. She speeds it up, dives, loops, and a behind the back throw to the hoop!! She scores!!! That would be 60 to 40!!!! Gryffindor in possession again, Kris Mei with the quaffle, passes to Johnson, then to Levons, back to Johnson, to Mei, she goes for the goal, but it was saved by Feltham!! Lucky save!! Hawthorne has the quaffle, passes to Yevhin,"

Slytherin scored again. The match was so close every time someone would score. Meanwhile, Harry was just flying around as usual, waiting for a close look at the snitch. He couldn't see any gold spot anywhere. Eyaudra hadn't had any luck too. She was just flying around looking helplessly. At that time, Slytherin scored again. It was a tie at 60. Harry knew he wanted to win already. He decided to look for snitch sooner than expected. Suddenly, he saw a zooming flying spot behind the hoops of Slytherin's posts.

He didn't want to interfere with the chasers and at the same time he didn't want Eyaudra to know where the snitch was. He flew normally looking like he didn't know where the snitch was. When Eyaudra was far away, he went faster after the snitch. The snitch was going up in the air. Eventually, Eyaudra saw Harry. Harry heard her broom catching up at him. He knew he had to get it now. Eyaudra was right behind him. She caught up. They were side to side.

"Harry!!! Just bump her out of your way!!!!" George yelled.

Eyaudra flew ahead of Harry and was reaching for the snitch.

"Come on Harry!!! Don't let her get it!!!" Ron was shouting from the Gryffindor side.

Harry remembered how he practiced with blindfolds. He remembered how fast he got the snitch. He had to put his skills to work or his practices were useless. He used his Firebolt's speed and bumped Eyaudra out of the way. Suddenly, he left her trying to catch up. Harry stuck out his hand to catch the snitch. The snitch was moving faster than usual. It was flying up and down, side to side, slow then fast, Harry tried and tried. He decided to put up a challenge.

Harry looped on his Firebolt and sped up. He was close, and he caught it!!!!

"HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!!!! GRYFFINDOR WINS THE QUIDDITCH CUP!!!!!!" Jordan jumped up as he yelled out in the magicphone. The whole Gryffindor team circled themselves shouting, "WE WIN AGAIN!!!!!!"

"And the final score is Gryffindor 210 and Slytherin 60. Congratulations Gryffindor House!!!!" Jordan said as he turned off the magicphone. Draco was clapping for both teams as they were flying around the field. Eyaudra flew to Harry.

"Hey Harry!" she called out.

"Eyaudra!" he said and smiled. Her hair was a bit messed but you could see her face clearly. Her green eyes glared at him.

"Congratulations! You really are a good seeker!!" she complimented.

"You're great too. Nice broom you got there." Said Harry.

"Oh it's nothing! I just got it modified but it could never compare to a Firebolt. Anyways, gotta go!! Congratulations!!!!" Eyaudra waved as she joined her team. Harry smiled and waved back. Harry flew back down and ran to Kris to hug her.

"You are so good!!! I'm so proud of you!!!" Kris hugged him and kissed him.

"Hey you did good yourself!" Harry assured her and he gave her a smile. Fred and George's hairs were messy and looked like they went through a rough hike. They saw two girls running from the entrance gates.

"Melanie?" Fred wondered. It was Melanie and Cristen. They both ran to their boyfriends and greeted them with open arms.

"You did so well!!! I'm so proud!!" Melanie said as she kissed him. Fred turned pinkish and smiled.

"Same with you!!! You did great!!!! I'm definitely happy for you!!" Cristen complimented as she kissed George.

"I hit a bludger for you!!" George told her.

"Yeah, me too!!" Fred added.

"Thank you!!!" the girls chorused.

Oliver and Alex were walking from the center of the field. Oliver had his arm around her shoulder while she leaned on his shoulder.

"Tired huh?" Oliver asked. She nodded. "You did your very best. I'm proud of you." He said as he kissed her.

"You did great too. I'll remember this day for sure. I'm so proud of you. And I will always love you." Alex said as they both smiled. The whole team went back to the locker rooms to change. After changing, they headed back to Gryffindor Tower.