CLASSIFICATION: PG-13 for language and thoughts.
SUMMARY: Sirius is at the Quidditch game
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing some of my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This is Sirius' thoughts... He's not talking to anyone, it's all in his mind.
THANK YOU: I would like to thank my beta reader, ***Draco~Malfoy~Lover***. Thank you so much.
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Chapter Eight
The Game of Quidditch


I woke up early this morning, just because I'm excited about the game. The rain is still coming down, and if anything, heavier than last night. No one will be able to see me in this.

I know the game will be still be played. I've been in conditions like this, and it didn't stop us then, so it won't stop them now.

You know, this will be a different experience. I haven't watched a game of Quidditch since my first year at Hogwarts. I've been playing it ever since, well, I played it until I went to Azkaban.

I'd like to get back onto a broom someday.

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I should get to the field early so that I'm not seen. I think if I stay in the upper most seats, I'll be safe. I'll also have a great view from up there. Well, it's as great a view as one can have in this kind of weather.

I just hope I get to catch a glimpse of Harry while I'm there. Though I have to remember, with the number of students that attend Hogwarts, it's not likely I'll see him.

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I really should head up now. It must be about 9:30, and the game starts at 11:00. Or at least that is what the sign said. I'd like to be in my spot by 10:00; 10:15 at the latest.

No matter how bad this game is, I'll love it. Why, because this is the first time I'll have seen a game in twelve years.

It's been twelve years for a lot of things though.

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I think this game is going to be great. I'm going to actually see something that I love to do. The only way this could be better is if I was playing. Oh alright, and if Gryffindor won. But there is no question there, it's Slytherin they're playing. Any team worth it's weight in salt could beat the slimy Slytherins.

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Wow, it's darker out here than I thought it would be. This rain is going to cause some problems in finding the Golden Snitch, but I know it can be done. Prongs was amazing when it came to finding it.

I remember the time he found it in Kitty's hair. Poor Malfoy, I think Kitty was the only person he was really scared of. She beat the snot out of that bugger our first year for calling her a Mudblood, and he had been afraid of her ever since. He wouldn't touch her, cause she would have killed him.

The only good thing about that is we didn't have to defend her honor. The bad thing was we also had to watch our step around her. Well, at least Moony, Wormtail and I did, Prongs could get away with just about anything after our third year, once they started dating.

Poor Lockheart, that Hufflepuff kid, he followed Kitty around like a little lost puppy. He so wanted to go out with her, and she wouldn't give him the time of day.

I've heard he went into Defense Against the Dark Arts after school. I didn't think he had the guts for it, but I heard some things while I was in Azkaban. I'm glad he found something he was good at. I guess I lost that bet to you Prongs.

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Well, I made it to the field, and I don't think anyone is here yet, good. I'll just slip up to the top and watch everyone come in. I wonder what I'll see.

One thing I do notice is the fact that that is not the Slytherin banner up, but Hufflepuff. I wonder what happened? They hardly ever change teams just before the match. It's almost unheard of. Slytherin must have dome something so they wouldn't have to play in this weather. At least the Gryffindors are not cowards. They're going to be out here. I can see their flag whipping about on the other end of the field.

The game is going to be even more interesting now though, I'm sure. Just think, all the training the Gryffindor team must have put in to play against the Slytherins, just to have all that be for nothing. I'm sure they'll be great though. I have never known a Gryffindor team that wasn't. Though I can hardly talk, I was on the best team there ever was, because Moony, Prongs and Kitty were on it.

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Oh look at that, the teams are making their way down to the field. The time is going faster than I though it would. I can't really make out anybody, not like I would know who they are anyway. And if I can't make out them, then they can't make out me.

However, if the teams are on their way, the rest of the students will be too. I hope no one comes up this high. No one did in the old days, and they probably won't now.

In this weather though, I doubt I'll see Harry in the crowd, and if I do, will I know that it is him any way? I won't really be able to make him out in this weather I don't think.

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Yep, I was right, the students were not too long to follow the players. You know Quidditch is a popular sport because it looks like the whole school has shown up. I doubt there is a muggle game that would have such a loyal following. Though most muggle games would be called off on account of weather. Muggles are wimps.

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I wonder when the game will start, it looks like everyone is here, even... OH SHIT!

Dumbledore.

What is he doing here? He never comes to the game unless he expects something to happen.

Probably expects me to show up and hurt Harry. I couldn't and wouldn't do that. Harry is all I really have left in this world.

Well at least I know with Dumbledore here, Wormtail won't try anything.

I have that much to be thankful for.

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Here comes the teams, Gryffindor in Scarlet, my old colors and Hufflepuff in Canary yellow.

Something about a few of the Gryffindor players looks familiar. But from this distance, I just can't be sure. Maybe after they take off I'll be able to tell.

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And they're off!

I didn't hear the whistle, but in this wind and rain, I doubt that very many people did.

Well, at least I'll be able to get a better look at the players now that they are in the air.

Both of the Beaters for the Gryffindor team look alike. Maybe I'm just seeing things... No... wait a minute! The picture.

Although the picture was in black and white... those must be two of the Weasley boys. Two of the members of the family that has been harboring Wormtail. Maybe they don't know what they hold, but I find that a little hard to believe.

Though I find it hard to believe that an innocent man spent twelve years in Azkaban, and I WAS that man.

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The Gryffindors have three women as chasers? Wow, poor Moony would be scandalized. That was his position. However... they're good. From the looks of things they'll be beating Hufflepuff. Moony wouldn't be scandalized after all.

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Oh dear, one of the Hufflepuffs have the Quaffle... this could be bad.

Nope... even the Gryffindor Keeper is good, but I bet he isn't as good as Kitty was. She was amazing on a broom.

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It looks like the Gryffindors have put together a really good team. All that is left is for the Seeker to catch the Snitch. Now where is the Seeker, I haven't seen them most of the game. They're not near the game, that's for sure. Perhaps they're above the game looking for the Snitch.

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Oops, there is the whistle. Time for a time out. It looks like the wind might just be too much. But it will give me a chance to see who's playing Seeker.

They look small and lean, that's a good sign, though in this weather, it is a bit of a disadvantage. If the Seeker is good though, it won't make a difference, Prongs could fly in anything and still catch that Snitch.

The kid looks familiar too, like I've seen him before, but I couldn't have. To be quite honest, it almost looks like Prongs is flying again...

Prongs is flying again...

I've had this feeling before...

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HARRY!

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Oh my God. It's Harry!

He's flying, just like his father did... in Prongs' old position too! This is CRAZY!

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I can't keep my eyes off of him. My Godson, Seeker for the Gryffindor team, he's amazing.

It looks like the wind is pushing him around a bit though. He'll prevail though, every Potter I have know has been a fighter.

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The lightning is getting worse, I hope Harry finds that Snitch soon, for his sake.

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OW!

That fucking cat is back! And it scratched my nose. I didn't even see it coming, though all my attention was on Harry.

It seems to want me to follow it. Perhaps I should.

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I feel something... the Dementors...

The Dementors are coming!

Cat move faster... move... have to get away... Oh God I have to get away from here...

I won't let them have me again. They can't have my happiness again. They can't make me live in my failures again.

Where are we going... have to get away!

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The Slytherin changing rooms? Why here?

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Don't whimper Padfoot! You can do this, you've been doing this for years!

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Easing off... can't feel them so much...

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Why did the cat help?

How did it know?