Unraveled
Chapter Twelve: Dreams and Quidditch
"Have a good day at school. If you don't feel well, then just go to the nurse and she'll call me to pick you up," said Nell as Fiona closed the car door.
"Yes, Aunt Nell," said Fiona with a weak smile as she went off to school.
Nell drove back to the house to find Sirius reading the Muggle newspapers. Actually, he was doing the crossword puzzle. He looked up at Nell as she came into the house. "I thought you were going to the clinic," he said.
"I thought I'd drop you off at Ran's place. You can talk to him more. Maybe you can get some clear answers out of him," said Nell thoughtfully.
"Yes, he talks in riddles," said Sirius.
"I know it's bad to be suspicious of him, but I can't help it," said Nell as she folded her arms in front of her chest.
"I'll talk to him and check up on Malfoy," said Sirius. "Maybe he knows what Peter's really been up to," he added.
"You mean, Peter Pettigrew, right?" said Nell. Sirius made a noise that sounded like a growl. "Well, now I know where Fiona gets her ability to hold a grudge from."
"Why don't we get going now?" suggested Sirius, refusing to comment on Nell's last remark. He turned back into a dog and followed Nell to the car. She opened the passenger side door and he jumped in. Nell went to the driver's side and got in. Nell drove Sirius to Ryu Ran's place without a word.
Nell went to the door, which was answered by Draco Malfoy. "Hello, Dr. Lawson," he said in a calm voice. He was holding a copy of his transfiguration book in his hand. He watched as Dr. Lawson walked in with the dog. He eyed it suspiciously, but let them through.
"Where is Master Ran?" asked Nell.
"He's in the rock garden outside, Dr. Lawson," said Draco without taking his eyes off the dog. He turned on his heel and said, "This way."
"What have you been up to?" asked Nell.
"My studies. Master Ran got in touch with Professor Dumbledore, so I have to do schoolwork while I'm here," said Draco. "I don't see why anyone would have a rock garden. There aren't any plants," he added a moment later when they came to the backgarden.
Ryu was raking the sand around the rocks into concentric patterns. He looked up from his work and smiled at Nell and Sirius. "Good morning Nell. Sirius," he said.
Draco turned his head and found that standing in the dog's place was Sirius Black. He looked surprised, but said nothing. So, that's how he was able to avoid the Dementors, he thought to himself.
"Draco, go back to your studies. I'll call upon you later," said Ryu as he dismissed Draco.
Draco wanted to stay and listen to what the adults were saying to each other. He knew that they were going to talk about something important. He knew that Sirius Black was innocent because Draco had seen Peter Pettigrew at Malfoy Manor during the summer. Even if he knew Sirius Black was innocent, he still didn't say anything. Instead, he retreated back to the library to continue studying the transfiguration book.
"What brings you here today?" asked Ryu calmly as he ushered them to seats in the backyard.
"We wanted to ask you a few questions," said Nell.
"Patience is a virtue, Dr. Lawson. You must trust that all will be revealed soon enough. Fiona trusts me. You must learn to trust her judgment. She is not an ordinary child," said Ryu calmly.
"I have not been around for her entire life, Master Ran, so I feel that I should question anyone who wants to get close to her," reasoned Sirius.
"You should be the one who gets close to her," said Ryu.
Sirius opened his mouth for a moment, but closed it. This man, Ryu Ran, was a strange one. He was enigmatic and seemed to be more aware of the world than most people. Sirius suspected that Ryu Ran didn't even need his wand. He had a lot more power than showed on the surface. Talking to this man was like playing a game of mental chess.
"What about Draco?" asked Nell with interested.
Sirius didn't bother to ask because he wasn't interested. "I was concerned that he might fall behind on his classes, so I decided to contact Professor Dumbledore and tell him that Draco will be under my instruction for the time being," explained Ryu.
"You know Professor Dumbledore?" asked Sirius.
"Yes. I've known him for quite some time," replied Ryu as he took a sip of tea. Sirius noticed that Ryu had tea set up for three before they even arrived. How did he know that they were coming to talk to him?
"How long have you known him?" asked Sirius.
"Much longer than most people," replied Ryu.
Nell looked back and forth between the two of them. This was strange. She realized that the men were engaged in a battle of wills and wits. They were both staring each other down. "Um…what a lovely rock garden you have, Master Ran," she said, changing the topic all together.
Both men refused to stop staring at each other at that moment. "I think I'll check up on Draco," said Nell with a resigned sigh. Men!, she thought at she departed them to go to the library.
She found Draco reading the transfiguration book and scribbling notes on a long piece of parchment. This boy was the one chosen by the Dark Lord to be Fiona's future husband. He didn't seem as bad as she would have thought. A thought suddenly occurred to Nell, "You don't want to marry Fiona, do you?" she asked.
Draco looked up. He wasn't used to being surprised by so many adults at any one time. "Yes," he admitted slowly.
"That's why you chose to work for Professor Dumbledore?" asked Nell.
"Yes, Dr. Lawson. I did. The Dark Lord…he's been living in my father's house since the summer. The man who's supposed to be dead, Peter Pettigrew, waits on him hand and foot. My father is a Death Eater. Always," said Draco as calmly as possible. His eyes were cast down on the parchment again.
Nell looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "You don't have very much respect for him, do you?" she asked.
"No, I don't. I got to see first hand what it means to serve the Dark Lord. I don't like it," admitted Draco. "What's the point of being given power, if you have to answer to someone else?"
"That seems very wise of you, Draco. But, think about it. Are you really powerful, if the power is just handed to you?" asked Nell.
Draco looked up from his parchment. Never in his entire life had he met anyone like Dr. Lawson or Master Ran. They talked to him as if he were an adult and treated him like an equal. They valued what he had to say and valued his opinion. Draco soon realized that that Professor Dumbledore did the same thing. None of these people berated him or criticized him for thinking for himself. Draco was not afraid to share his true views with this woman or the strange teacher outside in the garden.
"I'm sure that you don't want me marrying your goddaughter either. She doesn't like me much, Dr. Lawson" said Draco. Normally, Draco wasn't this polite or respectful towards an adult he had recently met, but something about her commanded it.
"I never said that. I am not Sirius Black. I am not that close minded in my thinking. I am open to all the possibilities in life, Draco," said Nell.
"What about her mother?" whispered Draco.
"You remind me of her. Much more than Fiona does. Fiona is too much like her father. That's partly the reason why she won't let him have an edge. They're locked in a battle of wills. Both won't let the other win. Thalia was different from anyone else. She broke free of her father's will, like you," said Nell.
Draco shook his head. "No, I didn't. He still controls me. He will always control me," he disagreed bitterly.
*
Harry walked into Professor Lupin's office because he wanted to know how things were going for Sirius. Professor Lupin looked up with a good natured smile on his face. "Have a seat, Harry," said Remus gently.
"I just have to finish correcting these essays," he added as Harry took the chair in front of Remus' desk. Harry looked around Remus' office. It looked more permanent than any of the other professor previous. He smiled slightly at the thought. It was nice to have a permanent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, especially Remus.
"Now, what was it you wanted to talk about?" asked Remus.
"I was wondering if you had heard from Snuffles lately," said Harry.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, Snuffles wants to talk to you directly. He says that the time zones are different, so we'll have to arrange a meeting with him. What time do you think you'd be free?" asked Remus.
"I have Quidditch practice all this week. We're supposed to play Slytherin, but their seeker is still gone. Professor Lupin, do you know where Malfoy is?" asked Harry.
"I can't say, Harry," said Remus with a note of finality on his voice. "Also, I would ask that you leave it alone, Harry. I mean it. I know that your curiosity drives you to find answers, but this time don't do it."
"Fine. I'll stop asking," said Harry with tone that sounded like he wasn't going to do anything else, but that. "I'm free after Quidditch practice and the common room will be quiet after ten," he said.
"That's fine. How have your classes been going?" asked Remus.
"Potions has eased up. Did Snape know Thalia?" asked Harry.
"Before she knew me," said Remus with a sad tone.
"Tell me more about her," said Harry quietly.
"She was the one who arranged for your parents burial. I was traveling, but came back only after your parents died. I think she didn't even know that she was going to have a baby back then. Your mother and Thalia were friends. Your father, mother, and I met her when Snuffles brought her over to dinner to introduce us to each other. We should have realized how serious Snuffle was about her. He never did that before. Not with any other girl, but it was hard for us to take him seriously. Your mother, father, and I tried to warn Thalia against him. She was so sweet, as your mother put it, that we didn't want to see her get hurt by Snuffles," said Remus with his eyes filled with rueful amusement.
"How did she turn out that way?" asked Harry in wonderment. "How could she be good?"
"That's a mystery, Harry. Think of your mother and your aunt. It's almost the same principle," said Remus.
"What about Fiona?" asked Harry.
"I doubt that she's let herself feel the loss completely. Snuffles swears that she hates or resents him," said Remus.
"But, I can't imagine it," said Harry quietly.
"You can't?" asked Remus.
"No, I can't. If she has both Snuffles and Thalia in her, then she can't. No matter how strong her grandfather is," answered Harry.
"You really believe that, Harry?" asked Remus in amazement. He thought Harry, of all people, would have misgivings of Fiona Black.
"Well, you haven't met my Aunt Petunia and cousin, Dudley, have you? I'm tied to them by blood and they're pretty awful," said Harry.
"No, I haven't, but I remembered your mother talking about them. Your father didn't like them much either, but he kept his temper for your mother's sake. That was an achievement for your father," said Remus thoughtfully.
"That's why I think that Fiona can be different from her grandfather. She can even be different from Snuffles and Thalia," said Harry.
Remus shook his head. He had a smile on his face. "No, you're wrong. The problem is Fiona is too much like her father. That's why they're bumping heads. Snuffles is too stubborn to give up, and Fiona's too stubborn to lay down her defenses and let him in."
Harry realized that it could have been very funny, if it wasn't so serious. "Why would you three warn Thalia against Snuffles?" asked Harry with a raised eyebrow.
"Because Snuffles was notorious for going out with a different girl each week. Some of them deserved it because they were foolish enough to think that they could change him. Others couldn't see past his looks and money. Gold diggers. They hardly provided a challenge for him. Thalia did. She didn't make it easy for him," said Remus.
"And another female brings him to his knees," said Harry thoughtfully with a slight laugh at the idea.
"Yes, Harry. Life's full of wonderful, humorous ironies," said Remus.
Harry left a few minutes later. He wanted to tell Ron and Hermione about the meeting he was going to have with Sirius. The rest of the school was pretty quiet. There was a Quidditch game coming up. Harry's job as team captain was to prepare the team.
"Did you hear?" asked Fred Weasley.
"What?" asked Harry as he came down to the Quidditch field with Ron. They were both dressed in their robes and carrying their broomsticks.
"Malfoy. The Slytherin can't play against us for the first match because Malfoy is still gone. Flint hasn't found a replacement for him yet, so we'll be playing Ravenclaw," said George.
"That gives us a better chance, but I think it's strange that Malfoy's parents haven't been around to ask where he is. It's like they're planning something," said Angelina Johnson.
"Why don't we just practice? Cho Chang has improved this year," noted Fred.
Ron cast a look towards Harry. He knew that Harry liked Cho. He was worried that Harry would let his emotions rule over him during the match. "Let's pass around the Quaffle for a while," suggested Katie Bell.
Harry nodded, but he took out a chart instead. Not unlike the one that Oliver Wood used to use. "Let's see this is the roster for the different teams this year," said Harry.
"Where did you get this?" asked Alicia Spinnet.
"Oh, you know…here and there," trailed off Ron. Actually, Ron and Harry kept their ears opened and paid attention to whatever the other students from the other houses were saying. Also, Lee Jordan had a list to verify the positions and the players of each of the teams.
Harry cleared his throat. "Cho is the seeker and new captain for the Quidditch this year because Roger Davis graduated last year. That means that their plays have changed a lot since the year before last."
Last year, due to the Triwizard Tournament, the Quidditch games weren't played. However, it was a new year and just because there weren't any Quidditch games didn't mean that the players weren't practicing. The Weasley twins, Alicia, Angelina, and Katie had practiced all of last year, while Harry couldn't because of the tournament. When Ron was announced as Wood's replacement for keeper last summer, the twins started to pester him to train at home.
Despite the lack of practice last year and during the summer, Harry wasn't behind any of the other players. He was a natural on the broomstick, so it made no difference. He took his position as team captain very seriously and with most of the team graduating from Hogwarts that year, Harry made it his mission that they would graduate as champions. He was also in charge of looking for new players.
Soon the team was up in the air practicing by throwing the Quaffles back and forth to each other. The twins were using their Beater's sticks and hitting the Quaffles towards Ron who was in front of the goals. He kept blocking them, much to his brothers' delight.
The practice concluded as soon as the sun sank down the horizon. They went back to the tower and changed for dinner. Ron decided it was a good time to talk to Harry for his concerns about the approaching Quidditch game.
"Harry," said Ron quietly. Luckily, the room was empty because most of the other students had left the tower to go to dinner, and Hermione was still at the library studying up to the last minute for her quiz in Arithmancy.
"What, Ron?" asked Harry.
"About the Quidditch game on Saturday…are you sure you can play with Cho Chang?" asked Ron worriedly. This was his first Quidditch game in Hogwarts.
"What do you mean?" asked Harry quietly.
"What I mean is you get distracted whenever Cho Chang is around," said Ron quietly.
"I can handle it, Ron," said Harry exasperatedly.
"I know. Why don't you just ask her out already?" suggested Ron.
"She still thinks of Cedric," replied Harry. He still thought of him, too. Some times, in his dreams, Harry relived the horrible last night of the Triwizard Tournament.
"Yeah," said Ron quietly, but he let the subject drop.
After dinner, which Hermione completely forgot to go to, they all went back to Gryffindor Tower. Hermione was starving, and Ron volunteered to go with her to the kitchens as long as she didn't bring any S.P.E.W. things with her. She agreed, but she still insisted on talking about the House Elves and their lack of civil rights all the way over there.
It was only Wednesday night. Harry was scheduled to talk with Sirius on Thursday, so that he could get a good night's sleep on Friday for the Quidditch game on Saturday. Harry felt his eyes get heavy, so he decided to turn in early before Ron and Hermione came back. They were taking their time.
Harry dressed in his pajamas and drew the curtains shut around his bed. He stared up at the canopy for a moment before falling asleep. He had another strange dream that night.
Harry was walking along a shoreline off in a distant place. He could feel the mist raising around him as he walked along. Harry heard the voice of a woman. It was his mother's voice. He looked around to see great pillars of a female figure carved into the great cliffs that were on the island. "Harry…you need her," whispered his mother's voice.
"Who do I need her, Mum?" asked Harry out loud. He looked upwards at the top of the cliff. There stood a figure cloaked in a red velvet cloak. Her arms were spread out towards the Heavens. Harry strained his neck to see this person.
"You both are needed," whispered Lily Potter's voice. "Both are needed."
Everything became black again. A bright light flashed. Harry shielded his eyes from the brightness. When he removed his hand, he saw a black crystal swinging back and forth like a pendulum. He saw what was making the crystal move. It was girl. A small girl. She looked about Ginny Weasley's age, but younger somehow. She wore a white dress without sleeves and wore no shoes or socks. Her hair was jet black and straight. It hung just below her chin, shielding her face from him, and she was very elfin. She was humming softly. Her humming was hypnotic just like the way she swung the crystal, drawing Harry towards her. Harry had never felt this kind of attraction to anything or anyone before. It seemed inexplicably natural to him. She offered her other hand without turning to face Harry. He reached out to take her hand…
Harry woke up with a gasp. It was now morning. He felt his heart pounding in his chest. The blood was rushing in his ears. He sat up and grabbed his glasses to put them on. Such a strange dream. The scar on Harry's forehead didn't even burn. He didn't feel anything from it. He reached up to touch it. It was still there. He always felt its presence, but in that dream he saw himself without his scar.
As soon as his body reached homeostasis, Harry felt an odd feeling of euphoria. The girl in the dream was the answer to so many questions. Harry also felt happy to hear his mother's voice in his dream. She told him that he needed her. Who was the girl? Harry wasn't sure. He couldn't even see her face. Harry felt like he knew the girl. Like he had always known her.
Harry shook his head to clear the cobwebs. He drew the curtains. He was the first one to go to bed and the first one to raise. Harry found that the sun was just barely out. He sighed and got ready for the day. He was looking forward to talking to Sirius and to practicing more for the upcoming Quidditch game.
"You're up early Harry," said Hermione. "We were kind of worried because you went to bed early." She was already awake and waiting in the common room to study for her quiz. She was eager to do well and took advantage of the early hour. Hermione was always up before Harry and Ron.
"I was just tired, Hermione," said Harry.
"Um…Ron told me what you said about the Quidditch game on Saturday," said Hermione cautiously.
"Don't worry. I'm not about to get distracted and let Gryffindor lose. Besides, we played against Ravenclaw the year before last and there weren't any problems," said Harry.
"But last year everything changed," said Hermione.
"I don't think things have changed all that much," said Harry.
"I'm not just talking about the game with Ravenclaw, Harry. You've got a ton of other stuff to think of on top of that and school. I'm talking about Snuffles and his pup," said Hermione. She thought it appropriate to call Fiona Sirius' "pup" because that's what she was.
"Well, her year is going worse than mine, Hermione. I've already lost both my parents," said Harry calmly.
Hermione was about to give him her answer, but Ron showed up. "I was wondering where you went, Harry. Why are you up so early?" he asked.
"No reason. I went to bed early," said Harry with a shrug. He was glad that Ron came up and interrupted, so he didn't have to continue a very uncomfortable conversation. Harry was still thinking of his dream. It was the first dream he had had that told him something important without involving Voldemort. Of course, he was wrong.
The day went by faster right after breakfast. Harry had a lot to do during the day, including Divination, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Care for Magical Creatures. Afterwards, just before Quidditch practice, Harry went back to Professor Lupin's office to talk to Sirius.
"Hello, Professor Lupin," said Harry at the doorway.
"Good, Harry. You're right on time," said Professor Lupin as he stood up and shut the door behind him. He also put up a protective ward, so that no one could hear or see what was going on.
Harry was watching Professor Lupin so carefully that by the time he turned to look at the fire, Sirius was already waiting for him. Harry sat down near the fire with a smile on his face.
"How are you?" asked Harry.
"As well as can be expected," said Sirius in tired sort of tone.
"Where are you?" asked Harry.
"I am at my daughter's teacher's flat. He's allowing me to use his fireplace for this. How are you?" asked Sirius with more concern.
"Tired, but I had a goodnight's sleep. The first Quidditch game is on Saturday," said Harry brightly. Despite the strange dream, Harry did get a goodnight's sleep. Part of him hoped to see the girl again. He couldn't explain why and he wasn't about to tell Sirius or anyone else about it.
"I'm sure you'll do fine. Won't he, Remus?" asked Sirius. He was happy to be dealing with a teenager who actually liked him. His own daughter resented him. There was also the strange Malfoy boy running around the place. At least, Sirius had Harry.
"I can't be biased, Sirius. I'm a teacher," said Remus quietly with a smile.
"Oh, come on. McGonagall and Snape are taking sides," said Sirius with a laugh.
"Actually, the Slytherins may not be playing this year, Sirius. Their Seeker, Draco Malfoy, has disappeared. No one knows where he is, so the Slytherins are probably going to cheer on any team that against me…I mean Gryffindors," said Harry. Most of the time, the Slytherins were directing attacks towards Harry more than anyone else.
Sirius glanced at Remus who wore no expression on his face. Harry thought it was a strange mental communication between the two men. "That must be a problem for Snape," said Sirius thoughtfully.
"He hasn't been himself lately, Sirius. He's been almost human lately," said Harry. He wanted to say that Snape wasn't himself because of Thalia's murder. He didn't want to say it in front of Sirius.
"How is Fiona?" asked Harry quietly, wanting to know more about her.
Sirius sighed and said, "She is adjusting to the magic, but I doubt that she'll adjust to me. I don't know how she could be so stubborn."
"I haven't got the slightest clue either," murmured Remus with a twinkle in his eyes.
"What are you implying?" asked Sirius.
"Nothing," replied Remus ,unable to hide the smile on his face.
"If you are implying that I am as unreasonable and as stubborn as her, then you are wrong. I happen to be very reasonable," said Sirius crossly. How dare Remus compare his behavior to a teenage girl? Besides, Sirius wasn't there to influence that part of her behavior. Then again, Sirius, for the life of him, couldn't figure out how Fiona got that way, considering Thalia's sweet nature. There was the sinking realization that Remus was right about Fiona acting like him. "I am not that childish," he insisted.
Harry started laughing softly, snapping Sirius' attention to him. Sirius was startled by Harry's laughing because it sounded like James'. "Is she learning any magic right now?" asked Harry, still smiling.
"Yes, her teacher is also a martial artist, so he's training her in both. In a few days, he's doing some kind of assessment to see what Fiona's strengths are," said Sirius.
"You're hoping she's good at Transfiguration, aren't you?" asked Remus.
"Actually, I'm hoping she gets really good at Defense Against the Dark Arts really fast," said Sirius thoughtfully.
"Unless she learns how to do dark arts," said Harry quietly. There was that possibility considering Fiona's bloodlines led back to Salazar Slytherin.
"Yes, there is that possibility," admitted Sirius. "I don't think that her teacher would teacher that." I hope not. I still don't know much about him, he thought. Sirius and Ryu had spoken, but it was impossible to get any answers out of Ryu. However, Sirius believed that Ryu wasn't going to teach Fiona any dark magic.
"When are you going to bring her to Hogwarts?" asked Harry. He really wanted to see Sirius again, and he wanted to meet Fiona.
"I don't know. She's just adjusting to the idea of being a witch. I'll have to discuss it with Dumbledore later," said Sirius.
Harry glanced at a clock on the wall. Quidditch practice was supposed to start soon. "I have to go. I have to practice for the game this Saturday. When can I talk you again, Sirius?" asked Harry. He doubted that even Hedwig could make the journey across the Atlantic to go to the United States.
"Soon. I'll probably be either in the house that belongs to Fiona's godmother or her teacher's house. His name is Ryu Ran," said Sirius.
"All right. I guess we'll just have to set up another meeting. I'll talk to you later, Sirius," said Harry as he stood up to leave.
"Good luck on Saturday's game, Harry," said Sirius. He gave Harry a smile.
"Thanks, Sirius. Bye," said Harry as the flames flickered out.
"You'd better get going, Harry. It doesn't look good when the team captain is late for practice," said Remus.
"Thanks, Professor Lupin," said Harry.
Harry returned and reported what he and Sirius talked about. Hermione and Ron were interested in learning more about Fiona.
"I wonder what martial arts are," said Ron out loud.
"It's what the Muggles use to defend themselves in a physical fight. I've never taken them, but some of the things the Muggles do are just unbelievable," said Hermione. She was thinking of something else. It was the name of the teacher of Fiona Black. "Harry, what was the name of the teacher again?" she asked.
"Ryu Ran," replied Harry. He didn't know what Ryu's name meant exactly.
"His name sounds familiar," said Hermione as she stood up. "I'm going to library. I'm positive that I've heard his name before."
*
Saturday rolled around before anyone knew it. Harry was the first one up in the whole Gryffindor Tower. He was nervous about the game because it was the first of the year. He went down to breakfast and found that the Great Hall was almost empty, except for a few people. Ten minutes later, the rest of the Gryffindor team came down. Ron was just as nervous as Harry, if not more so.
"Did you come up with a speech like Wood used to do?" asked Fred.
"Um…not really," said Harry.
"We can't play without a speech," said George.
"Just make one up," said Angelina.
"Okay. Ladies and Gentlemen," began Harry, trying to talk without laughing. "We are going out there to win today. We'll win today…" he trailed off.
"Or die trying!" continued Fred for him.
The whole Gryffindor table started laughing. Harry felt more relieved after that laugh. The twins were good at making everyone feel more relaxed. He wondered what it was going to be like next year when most of the team gone and a lot of new players started.
There wasn't any time to think about it. The game started with Harry shaking hands with Cho Chang on the field. She gave him a smile with a firm, yet gentle handshake. They both mounted their brooms and took off as Madame Hooch threw the Quaffle in the air.
Lee Jordan started to make his commentary. "And Madame Hooch has thrown the Quaffle. The game begins. Gryffindor chaser, Angelina Johnson is in possession of the Quaffle. And…she scores. Ten points to Gryffindor."
Harry and Cho were hovering just above everyone else's head. He looked at her and for the first time in a long time, he didn't feel his ears burn or feel himself blush. Cho gave him a comforting smile. They were just friends. That's really all they were. For her, Harry was a hero for bring back Cedric's body.
"An excellent block by the new Gryffindor keeper, Ron Weasley," said Lee Jordan. "And the Quaffle is once again in the position of Katie Bell. Oh, look out here comes a Bludger…and a good save by Fred…wait George Weasley."
Ron was hovering around the goal waiting for the next Quaffle from Ravenclaw to come. He caught something off the corner of his eye. It was the Golden Snitch. He looked up and saw Cho and Harry take a dive towards him. They both had seen it. Ron half thought that they were going to dive straight at him, but Harry veered quickly on his Firebolt when the Snitch made a sharp turn.
"Potter is gaining ground on the Golden Snitch on his Firebolt. As we all know, the Irish Team used the Firebolt last year to win the Quidditch World Cup," said Lee.
"Jordan!" snapped Professor McGonagall at him.
"Sorry, and the Snitch disappears again," said Lee. Harry whipped his head around to see where the Snitch had gone.
Cho's broomstick was too slow to catch up with Harry's when he tore after the Snitch. Fred and George batted the Bludgers away from the Angelina, Alicia, and Katie. The Ravenclaws would never purposely hit the Bludgers at the opposing teams, so the beaters on both teams were trying to hit them outwards without hitting the crowd.
Ravenclaw and Gryffindor both managed to score fifty points. Katie was about to pocket a penalty shot because the Ravenclaw beaters accidentally hit a Bludger that almost clipped her, but Harry saw the Snitch again. Cho was closer to it and spotted it as well.
She took off after it, but Harry urged his broomstick to go faster. He caught up to her quickly. They were now neck and neck. The Snitch was just barely in front of them. If Harry made his broom go too fast, he would overtake the Snitch and Cho would be able to catch. Harry mental urged the Snitch to go just a bit faster, so that he could overtake Cho and grab it. As if by Harry's command, the Snitch took off faster.
Harry sped up and leaned forward, putting all his concentration on the Snitch in front of him. He reached out and grabbed. "POTTER CATCHES THE GOLDEN SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS! 210 TO 50! KATIE BELL SCORED THE PENALTY SHOT! GRYFFINDOR WINS!"
The crowd roared and cheered. Hermione was sitting next to Hagrid in the stands. They were so excited. The Ravenclaw Quidditch team congratulated the Gryffindors on a good game.
"Good game, Harry," said Cho as she smiled at him.
"Thanks, Cho," said Harry. He watched her leave, but didn't feel anything really. He had no idea why.
"What did she say to you?" asked Ron with a smile.
"She said it was a good game. That's all," said Harry. All the Gryffindors went back to the tower for a party. During the party, Hermione finally managed to get Ron and Harry aside to tell them something important.
"What is it, Hermione?" asked Ron.
"I know where I've seen Ryu Ran's name before," replied Hermione with a smile.
"Where?" asked Harry.
"First I thought I should look in the library, but I realized that I didn't have to do that. All I had to do was read our Transfiguration book. Ryu Ran is one of the seven registered Animagi with the Ministry of Magic in England," said Hermione.
AN: Yes, that is strange chapter. I decided to use dream sequences like J.K. Rowling does. Harry and Fiona have a special connection through their mothers. I also got to use lovely and large words. I'm thinking of making a very special website for this story. I know for a fact that I am off on the time zones. ~_~ I thought I'd spend more time in Hogwarts for this chapter because Harry's important to this story. And this chapter's longer than the last one. I've been dying to do a Quidditch scene. Ten points to the person who can figure out which class of animal Ryu Ran is.
This is sort of like a coming of age story for Draco, Fiona, and Harry. And it looks like it's going to be a long story. I don't mind the lack of reviews. I love this story so much. I also thought it would be funny to show that Sirius is unaware of how much Fiona is like him. Most parents are like that. They don't see their own negative qualities, but they can see it in their children. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. ^_^