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Jamie Potter

And

The Sorting Hats Mistake

"Welcome to the first Quidditch game of the season! Today we have a match up between GRYFFINDOR and SLYTHERIN!" The enthusiastic announcer cried over the roars of the crowd. Hermies Malfoy was decked head to toe in the Slyherin green and silver, surrounded by fellow Slytherins of cheered as their team flew onto the field… But his eyes were squarely looked onto a blurred shape in the vibrant red and gold of Gryffindor.

"Go get 'em Jamie." He whispered as the teams prepared to face off.

"Jamie!" She turned as Albus Weasley flew up beside her, his short red hair blowing in the wind. "Good luck out there, not that you'll need it. That Slytherin seeker doesn't have a chance!" He smiled at her.

"Thanks Albus… You just keep those bludgers busy oh and… Be careful not to get hit." She replied, green eyes scanning the field already.

"Hey, I'm a beater… No way anything I'll hit me." As Jamie flew off with a little smile he felt as if someone were watching him. He looked all around and finally spotted Hermies Malfoy in the stands watching Jamie fly in circles around the field. 'Why is he always watching her?'

As the game started Jamie slowly circled high above the field, scanning with her emerald green eyes for the Golden Snitch. The Slytherin seeker was circling a little lower trying to find it before her and dodging far more bludgers than she. As the game went on Jamie watched Thomas Wood, captain and keeper for the Gyrffindor house team, doing a very good job of protecting the goal posts… But as usual, the Slytherin team was not in a mind to play fair so… Wood was slammed into full force by a Slytherin beater. The beater managed to knock both boys from their brooms and they tumbled to the ground.

As the game continued the Slytherins became more and more violent, earning not one but SEVEN penalty shots awarded to Gyrffindor. Just as Gryffindor finished taking one such shot Jamie's eyes caught on a glint of gold. Jamie dove after the snitch on her Lightning Bolt and was quickly in pursuit of it. The Slytherin beater, having hesitated in order to dodge a bludger, was a full two broom lengths behind and quickly losing ground, or sky rather.

The snitch went into a spiraling clime and circled the stadium with Jamie in close pursuit. Jamie was so focused on the snitch that she did not even notice the impact, only the blackness spreading over her vision as she began to fall toward the far off ground…

Hermies eyes were locked onto Jamie as and he was frozen, momentarily stunned, as he watched her fall toward the ground. He shook off the shock and pulled his wand, fighting his way to the edge of the stands. Hermies jumped off the stands shouting a spell his mother taught him long ago and praying for it to work, seeing how he'd never once tried it before. He spun in a strangely warm wind and landed on the field with a soft thump sound. He raced quickly across the grass to where Jamie now lay motionless in the sand. The fact that she had landed in the sand under the Slytherin goal posts had probably prevented her from snapping her neck he reflected as he reached the sand.

His feet slipped a little as he ran across the sand and sank to his knees beside Jamie. Right away he began to check for any sign that she was still breathing. Warm blood dribbled from her mouth and she was looking very pale but she was breathing… Hermies was suddenly lifted from the ground and slammed into the nearest goal post as Albus Weasley reached him.

"What are you doing?" Albus demanded, holding Hermies up by the neck of his robes.

"I was trying to see if she's okay." Hermies replied as he tried to free himself of Albus' grasp, still watching Jamie over the taller boy's shoulder.

"Mister Weasley, do put Mister Malfoy down." Hermies and Albus both looked over to find Professor Dumbledor watching them as Madam Pomfrey hurried over to Jamie.

"It was Slytherin Professor! They hit a bludger right into her chest." Albus quickly explained as he finally released Hermies.

"Yes Mister Weasley, I could see that quite clearly." He stopped to eye both boys. "Mister Malfoy, since you are here, please assist Madam Pomfrey in returning Miss Potter to the castle."

"But…" Albus started to argue until Dumbledor gave him a disapproving look. He quickly shut his mouth after receiving that warning look from the wizard he was named after.

Albus sat in the common room that night, rambling on to Mione about how unfair it was for Dumbledor to have sent Malfoy with Jamie instead of himself. He stood and paced before the fire as he continued on with his complaints.

"And what did that blue-eyed, slime eating git think he was doing? Jumping off the stands like that…" Albus said in an exasperated tone of voice.

"That was brave." Mione commented as her brother continued to pace.

"No, it was crazy!" Albus continued his rant, cutting her off. "He's a stupid fool."

"Maybe…" Mione got a small, evil smile and looked at her brother. "But he's a nice looking, brave fool."

"WHAT?!" Albus yelled, stopping dead in his tracks. He looked as if he were about to pop a blood vessel. He took a very deep breath and more quietly spoke very clearly to his younger sister. "Mione, I am your older brother. I forbid you to EVER say ANY boy is "nice looking" around me, most especially HERMIES MALFOY!"

"Okay." Mione didn't lose the evil smile as she opened a schoolbook. "I'll just tell Jamie instead, once she's feeling better."

Albus sank into a chair and covered his face with his hands as he muttered about how much it sucked to be the oldest.

Hermies sat next Jamie's bed, gently holding her hand. Madam Pomfrey had assured him that Jamie would be fine but insisted on keeping her until she woke. He brushed a bit of hair from her face and looked down at her.

"Come on Jamie, don't scare me by being so pale." Hermies whispered.

"She does not look so pale to me." Dumbledor said gently as he stepped over to the foot of Jamie's bed.

"Professor!" Hermies began to stand but Dumbledor motioned for him to stay sitting. "Thank you for allowing me to come with her sir."

"I know what she means to you, mister Malfoy. Your mother wrote to me explaining about the two of you." He nodded toward the door to the nurse's office. "Madam Pomfrey knows as well."

"How…" Hermies blinked in surprise for a moment. "How many of you know sir?"

"Professors Black, Lupin and McGonnalgal also know." Dumbledore smiled kindly at Hermies. "I was not very surprised that you kept it a secret however."

"Sir? Did you just mean Professor Remus Lupin?" He blinked at the old wizard. "I didn't know he was here. What does he teach?"

"He teaches Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Oh." Was all Hermies managed to say to this new development.

"And Mister Malfoy?" Dumbledor spoke as started to turn toward the door. "I have released you from all your classes until Jamie is better. You may stay here and your class work will be brought to you."

"Thank you Professor." Hermies said as Dumbledor nodded and left.

AN. Bum bum BUM! What is going on in my head to write this stuff? Just kidding. B-) Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter and I am sorry it is so short. I will update again as soon as I can. Until than please and review and thank you to all those who already have reviewed.