A/N: Ok. I just went back through all my chapters and found out that I did
not put who was on the Quidditch team. So just to let you know I'll name
them for you. By the way, I do not own Harry, Ginny, Ron, or Dean. But I do
own Andrew Ritter, Sydnie Apple, and Lynda Holling. Ok Ginny, Sydnie, and
Lynda are all Chasers. Dean and Andrew are Beaters. Ron is Keeper and
Captain. And Harry is, of course, Seeker. So there you go! Sorry to all
whom read before. It said that Harry was captain but I found out that I
made Ron captain in one of my earlier chapters. Sorry that I didn't check
before hand. And thank you to seihad1 for pointing that out. Well, I'm
sorry to the person who signed Casual Reader. You did point out a mistake
that I made. And thank you for letting me know that my attitude reflects my
writing! I appreciate it very much! So I took that part out! Thank you! (
On with the Chapter!
Chapter 11 Quidditch
When Harry woke up it was a nice sunny day. He looked over at his clock. It read 8:07. Harry decided he'd get up since he couldn't get back to sleep. He got up and looked around for his robes. When Harry put them on, it smelled like apples. He smiled and decided against it. If Ron knew that Harry had been in Ginny's dorm, Ron would gladly give Harry a black eye. So Harry dug through his trunk and found another pair.
He walked down the stairs into the Common Room. Not a lot of noise meant that a lot of people had slept in. He walked toward the red, velvet couch in front of the fire. Hermione and Ron were deep in conversation. Harry cleared his throat loudly, just so that he didn't interrupt their conversation.
"Hullo Harry. Good morning!" said Hermione.
"Good morning Hermione. Ron," replied Harry.
"Hullo Harry," Ron said at last.
"We were waiting for you to get up so that we could head down to breakfast together," said Hermione.
"Well, let's go then," Harry said.
They walked out of the portrait hole and were standing at the top of the marble staircase, when Harry heard someone crying. He looked at Hermione and Ron surprised. They didn't know what was going on, but then Harry spoke up.
"Do you hear that?" asked Harry.
Hermione and Ron strained their ears and listened. But heard nothing.
"No, sorry, I don't hear anything," said Ron. "What is it?"
"Someone's crying," replied Hermione.
"Yeah," responded Harry.
They followed the faint cry to a small, empty classroom. They entered. It was cold, dark, and dusty. Obviously, it hadn't been used in a couple of years. Hermione lit her wand and held it above her head. The light spread all over the tiny classroom. Over in one of the corners, there was a little body in a heap crying on the floor.
"Hullo?" asked Harry.
Ron went cautiously over to the heap and pulled out his wand. A wide grin spread across his face. This meant that he had an idea. Instead of casting a spell over the person, he poked it and then quickly stepped away. The person shivered and then spoke.
"Ouch!" said the person. "Why'd you do that?"
"Well, I've always wanted to do that," Ron quickly stated and grinned again.
"Ron!" Hermione scolded.
"Colin?" asked Harry carefully. "Is that you?"
"Yeah, what do you want?" said Colin huffily. He lifted his face and wiped his eyes with the back of his robe sleeves.
"We heard someone crying and we wanted to make sure they were alright. Are you ok?" asked Hermione sympathetically.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Colin again huffed.
"Why were you crying Colin?" asked Ron.
"Is it any of your business, Weasley?" Colin spat. He was starting to sound like Malfoy.
"Well if you want any help, it has to be our business," replied Ron coolly.
"I don't need any help!" Colin retorted. "I just got mixed up! And it won't happen again. I promise you that!"
"We were just trying to help Colin! No need to get angry. And you don't get angry at people who try to help you!" Harry retorted back.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron turned on their heels and walked out of the room. Leaving Colin to himself in the dark room. They walked to the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table. Hermione piled her plate full. But Ron and Harry stared at an empty plate. They didn't feel like eating. Harry looked at his watch. It was 9:15. Forty-five minutes until the Quidditch game.
"Well, we should head off to the locker room. See ya Hermione. C'mon Ron," Harry said.
"Coming Harry. Bye Hermione," Ron waved.
"Bye you guys! Good luck!" replied Hermione.
Ron and Harry walked into the locker room and got dressed into their Quidditch robes. About ten minutes went by and while Ron and Harry were talking Dean and Andrew came in. They got dressed and then Harry, Ron, Dean, and Andrew all talked about the strategy they would use for this game. It was about ten till 10:00. And still the girls were not there. Ron looked at his watch nervously.
"Has anyone seen Sydnie, Ginny, and Lynda?" asked Ron nervously.
"No," Dean and Harry replied.
"I saw them talking to Daniel, a Ravenclaw boy," replied Andrew.
"Those girls!" Ron replied with his fists clenched.
Then five minutes before the game was supposed to start, Ron heard girl giggles.
"Does any guy know why girls giggle? And not laugh?" asked Ron quite annoyed.
All the guys shrugged their shoulders. He wandered over to the three girls who were talking and giggling.
"Oh!" squealed Lynda. "He's so cute!"
"Why can't he be in our year?" asked Sydnie. "It's not fair!" She pouted playfully.
"Girls! Calm down!" replied Ron. "Get ready! There's three min-"
But as he looked towards the girls he found that they were already dressed in their Quidditch robes. So he didn't need to finish the sentence.
"C'mon! Take a seat!" said Ron.
They all took a seat and Ron told Harry that he was not to catch the Snitch until they were ahead by 30, unless the other Seeker was going after it. Then he would have to get it no matter how many points they were ahead or behind. So it was the Chasers jobs to be on the Quaffle at all times. Ron got a chance to wish them all a 'Good luck' before it was time to go to the Quidditch pitch.
They stood behind the closed doors and waited until they heard Madame Hooch's whistle. When they heard her whistle, the doors opened, they mounted their brooms, and took off soaring into the air. The Gryffindor team took one lap around the pitch and then made a half circle around Madame Hooch. Hufflepuff would complete the circle around her.
Ron and the Hufflepuff captain shook hands.
"I want a nice, clean game!" shouted Madame Hooch up to the floating players.
She opened the trunk full of balls and the snitch flew out. Then came the Bludgers. Madame Hooch mounted her broom with the Quaffle in her hands. She threw the Quaffle up and blew her whistle. The game started.
"And the game begins," says Lee Jordan. Even though he graduated he comes to the Quidditch games to commentate.
Sydnie grabbed the Quaffle right as the game began. She swooped through all the Chasers and Beaters. It was only she and the Keeper. She threw the Quaffle at one of the goals and made it.
"Ten points to Gryffindor!" shouted Lee.
The Quaffle was back in play, this time one of the Hufflepuff Chasers got it. He threw it at the goal, but Ron sped to stop it from going in.
"Nice stop by Ronald Weasley," Lee smirked as he said this. Ron hated to be called Ronald, and Lee knew it. Ron sent a death stare Lee's way and then resumed the game.
The Beaters were doing their job. Saving the Gryffindor's that were threatened by them, by hitting them, on purpose, towards the Hufflepuff team. As all this chaos was happening, Harry was above all the players', looking for that little speck of gold. Like Ron had said, he was not to catch the Snitch until they were 30 points ahead. There were only 20 more points to go.
Harry was getting bored. Then he saw the Snitch. He looked around for the other Seeker. Did he see it too? He didn't know where the other Seeker was. Suddenly he saw something out of the corner of his eye. It was diving towards the ground. Harry sped to catch up. He was too far behind. But something or rather someone made him speed up. Just thinking about Ginny gave him more energy to put into his broom. He sped up and finally caught up with the other Seeker. They were neck and neck.
While Harry was chasing the Snitch, Gryffindor scored another goal. The score was now 20-0.
"That was a great goal by Ginny Weasley. And a nice try by the Hufflepuff Keeper," announced Lee. He was fairer than he had been in his years at Hogwarts. Now that he didn't actually have a house, he didn't favor one over the other. He just fancied Gryffindor rather than any other house.
Harry and the other Seeker took their eyes off the Snitch to get a good look at each other's face. Harry knew better than to do this, but he needed a distraction so that the Snitch could get away. Then the Chasers would be able to have another chance in scoring one more goal. His plan worked. And soon the Snitch sped away from sight. Harry flew back over everyone's heads. The Hufflepuff Chasers had the Quaffle. Ginny and the other two chasers tried to take it away but she was too fast. She flew right up to the goal and threw it. Ron did a spinning dive and caught it just as it was about to go through.
"Nice diving save made by Ron Weasley," shouted Lee. Ron grinned from ear to ear. That, by far, was one of his best moves.
Ron threw the Quaffle out to Sydnie. Then Sydnie brought it up. The Chasers were following close behind. One got in front of her and he turned around to face Sydnie. She looked around and saw Lynda. She threw the Quaffle as hard as she could to Lynda. She caught it and brought it up to the goal. Threw it at one of the hoops and.
"Goal!" yelled Lee. "Nice goal by Lynda Holling."
Now Harry looked around for the Snitch once more. He spotter it and flew as fast as he could. The other Seeker saw Harry and raced behind him. Harry was the quicker of the two. Harry sped up, reached out an arm, and clasped his hand over the little gold speck.
"Harry's caught the Snitch! 150 points for Gryffindor! Gryffindor's won!" exclaimed Lee jumping up and down.
Everyone landed on the ground. They all jumped on Harry congratulating him. Ginny, Sydnie, and Lynda all gave Harry a kiss on the cheek. He blushed, but you really couldn't tell. Ron, Dean, and Andrew all patted him on the back.
They went back to the locker room to change. After they got changed they all headed up to the Gryffindor tower to get cleaned up before the dance that night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Ok! Hope you liked it! Sorry. no details in the Quidditch match! Ok, please review! I know you hear that all the time! But it helps me with my story. And plus you can help me out if I make any mistakes! Like so many people have done for me! Thanks again! Love Much! ~Danniegrl~
Chapter 11 Quidditch
When Harry woke up it was a nice sunny day. He looked over at his clock. It read 8:07. Harry decided he'd get up since he couldn't get back to sleep. He got up and looked around for his robes. When Harry put them on, it smelled like apples. He smiled and decided against it. If Ron knew that Harry had been in Ginny's dorm, Ron would gladly give Harry a black eye. So Harry dug through his trunk and found another pair.
He walked down the stairs into the Common Room. Not a lot of noise meant that a lot of people had slept in. He walked toward the red, velvet couch in front of the fire. Hermione and Ron were deep in conversation. Harry cleared his throat loudly, just so that he didn't interrupt their conversation.
"Hullo Harry. Good morning!" said Hermione.
"Good morning Hermione. Ron," replied Harry.
"Hullo Harry," Ron said at last.
"We were waiting for you to get up so that we could head down to breakfast together," said Hermione.
"Well, let's go then," Harry said.
They walked out of the portrait hole and were standing at the top of the marble staircase, when Harry heard someone crying. He looked at Hermione and Ron surprised. They didn't know what was going on, but then Harry spoke up.
"Do you hear that?" asked Harry.
Hermione and Ron strained their ears and listened. But heard nothing.
"No, sorry, I don't hear anything," said Ron. "What is it?"
"Someone's crying," replied Hermione.
"Yeah," responded Harry.
They followed the faint cry to a small, empty classroom. They entered. It was cold, dark, and dusty. Obviously, it hadn't been used in a couple of years. Hermione lit her wand and held it above her head. The light spread all over the tiny classroom. Over in one of the corners, there was a little body in a heap crying on the floor.
"Hullo?" asked Harry.
Ron went cautiously over to the heap and pulled out his wand. A wide grin spread across his face. This meant that he had an idea. Instead of casting a spell over the person, he poked it and then quickly stepped away. The person shivered and then spoke.
"Ouch!" said the person. "Why'd you do that?"
"Well, I've always wanted to do that," Ron quickly stated and grinned again.
"Ron!" Hermione scolded.
"Colin?" asked Harry carefully. "Is that you?"
"Yeah, what do you want?" said Colin huffily. He lifted his face and wiped his eyes with the back of his robe sleeves.
"We heard someone crying and we wanted to make sure they were alright. Are you ok?" asked Hermione sympathetically.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Colin again huffed.
"Why were you crying Colin?" asked Ron.
"Is it any of your business, Weasley?" Colin spat. He was starting to sound like Malfoy.
"Well if you want any help, it has to be our business," replied Ron coolly.
"I don't need any help!" Colin retorted. "I just got mixed up! And it won't happen again. I promise you that!"
"We were just trying to help Colin! No need to get angry. And you don't get angry at people who try to help you!" Harry retorted back.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron turned on their heels and walked out of the room. Leaving Colin to himself in the dark room. They walked to the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table. Hermione piled her plate full. But Ron and Harry stared at an empty plate. They didn't feel like eating. Harry looked at his watch. It was 9:15. Forty-five minutes until the Quidditch game.
"Well, we should head off to the locker room. See ya Hermione. C'mon Ron," Harry said.
"Coming Harry. Bye Hermione," Ron waved.
"Bye you guys! Good luck!" replied Hermione.
Ron and Harry walked into the locker room and got dressed into their Quidditch robes. About ten minutes went by and while Ron and Harry were talking Dean and Andrew came in. They got dressed and then Harry, Ron, Dean, and Andrew all talked about the strategy they would use for this game. It was about ten till 10:00. And still the girls were not there. Ron looked at his watch nervously.
"Has anyone seen Sydnie, Ginny, and Lynda?" asked Ron nervously.
"No," Dean and Harry replied.
"I saw them talking to Daniel, a Ravenclaw boy," replied Andrew.
"Those girls!" Ron replied with his fists clenched.
Then five minutes before the game was supposed to start, Ron heard girl giggles.
"Does any guy know why girls giggle? And not laugh?" asked Ron quite annoyed.
All the guys shrugged their shoulders. He wandered over to the three girls who were talking and giggling.
"Oh!" squealed Lynda. "He's so cute!"
"Why can't he be in our year?" asked Sydnie. "It's not fair!" She pouted playfully.
"Girls! Calm down!" replied Ron. "Get ready! There's three min-"
But as he looked towards the girls he found that they were already dressed in their Quidditch robes. So he didn't need to finish the sentence.
"C'mon! Take a seat!" said Ron.
They all took a seat and Ron told Harry that he was not to catch the Snitch until they were ahead by 30, unless the other Seeker was going after it. Then he would have to get it no matter how many points they were ahead or behind. So it was the Chasers jobs to be on the Quaffle at all times. Ron got a chance to wish them all a 'Good luck' before it was time to go to the Quidditch pitch.
They stood behind the closed doors and waited until they heard Madame Hooch's whistle. When they heard her whistle, the doors opened, they mounted their brooms, and took off soaring into the air. The Gryffindor team took one lap around the pitch and then made a half circle around Madame Hooch. Hufflepuff would complete the circle around her.
Ron and the Hufflepuff captain shook hands.
"I want a nice, clean game!" shouted Madame Hooch up to the floating players.
She opened the trunk full of balls and the snitch flew out. Then came the Bludgers. Madame Hooch mounted her broom with the Quaffle in her hands. She threw the Quaffle up and blew her whistle. The game started.
"And the game begins," says Lee Jordan. Even though he graduated he comes to the Quidditch games to commentate.
Sydnie grabbed the Quaffle right as the game began. She swooped through all the Chasers and Beaters. It was only she and the Keeper. She threw the Quaffle at one of the goals and made it.
"Ten points to Gryffindor!" shouted Lee.
The Quaffle was back in play, this time one of the Hufflepuff Chasers got it. He threw it at the goal, but Ron sped to stop it from going in.
"Nice stop by Ronald Weasley," Lee smirked as he said this. Ron hated to be called Ronald, and Lee knew it. Ron sent a death stare Lee's way and then resumed the game.
The Beaters were doing their job. Saving the Gryffindor's that were threatened by them, by hitting them, on purpose, towards the Hufflepuff team. As all this chaos was happening, Harry was above all the players', looking for that little speck of gold. Like Ron had said, he was not to catch the Snitch until they were 30 points ahead. There were only 20 more points to go.
Harry was getting bored. Then he saw the Snitch. He looked around for the other Seeker. Did he see it too? He didn't know where the other Seeker was. Suddenly he saw something out of the corner of his eye. It was diving towards the ground. Harry sped to catch up. He was too far behind. But something or rather someone made him speed up. Just thinking about Ginny gave him more energy to put into his broom. He sped up and finally caught up with the other Seeker. They were neck and neck.
While Harry was chasing the Snitch, Gryffindor scored another goal. The score was now 20-0.
"That was a great goal by Ginny Weasley. And a nice try by the Hufflepuff Keeper," announced Lee. He was fairer than he had been in his years at Hogwarts. Now that he didn't actually have a house, he didn't favor one over the other. He just fancied Gryffindor rather than any other house.
Harry and the other Seeker took their eyes off the Snitch to get a good look at each other's face. Harry knew better than to do this, but he needed a distraction so that the Snitch could get away. Then the Chasers would be able to have another chance in scoring one more goal. His plan worked. And soon the Snitch sped away from sight. Harry flew back over everyone's heads. The Hufflepuff Chasers had the Quaffle. Ginny and the other two chasers tried to take it away but she was too fast. She flew right up to the goal and threw it. Ron did a spinning dive and caught it just as it was about to go through.
"Nice diving save made by Ron Weasley," shouted Lee. Ron grinned from ear to ear. That, by far, was one of his best moves.
Ron threw the Quaffle out to Sydnie. Then Sydnie brought it up. The Chasers were following close behind. One got in front of her and he turned around to face Sydnie. She looked around and saw Lynda. She threw the Quaffle as hard as she could to Lynda. She caught it and brought it up to the goal. Threw it at one of the hoops and.
"Goal!" yelled Lee. "Nice goal by Lynda Holling."
Now Harry looked around for the Snitch once more. He spotter it and flew as fast as he could. The other Seeker saw Harry and raced behind him. Harry was the quicker of the two. Harry sped up, reached out an arm, and clasped his hand over the little gold speck.
"Harry's caught the Snitch! 150 points for Gryffindor! Gryffindor's won!" exclaimed Lee jumping up and down.
Everyone landed on the ground. They all jumped on Harry congratulating him. Ginny, Sydnie, and Lynda all gave Harry a kiss on the cheek. He blushed, but you really couldn't tell. Ron, Dean, and Andrew all patted him on the back.
They went back to the locker room to change. After they got changed they all headed up to the Gryffindor tower to get cleaned up before the dance that night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Ok! Hope you liked it! Sorry. no details in the Quidditch match! Ok, please review! I know you hear that all the time! But it helps me with my story. And plus you can help me out if I make any mistakes! Like so many people have done for me! Thanks again! Love Much! ~Danniegrl~