Dislcaimer: I don't own Harr Potter. J.K. Rowling does.
For the kind reviewers of chapter 8:
la2ur2a- Thank you so much!! Hehe thanks for telling me what that means. lol. I can be so stupid sometimes!!
Super- Thanks!!!!!!! for both of them!! ; )
Aireon Granger- Thank you!!! I intend to keep on writing this until I'm done. I was going to read your stories,
too, but I don't read anything above PG. But thanks for reading my story!!
Julephenia-Thanks!! Yeah I know I love Sirius. I feel so sorry for him!! : (
HarryandGinny4eva- Thanks for reviewing!! I think Harry and Ginny are the perfect couple!!! They are just so
sweet together!!! Oh and thanks a lot for saying that the last chapter wasn't boring, but I still think it was!!! : )
tumBLbut25- Thank you so much!!! In answer to your question, I think that Harry becomes an adult wizard
when he graduates from Hogwarts after his seventh year there. Correct me if I'm wrong, though!!!
Daphne Black- Thanks so much for your review!! And no, Sirius wasn't cleared yet. He just thought it would
be safe to visit Harry since no one would be looking for him in a muggle town, and it's not like Harry is going
to turn him in or anything.
Bobina- Thank you SO much!!! You made me feel so good!! I guess you'll just have to keep on reading to find
out if anything 'befalls' the happy couple!! lol.
I can't believe I already have 50 reveiws! My goal on this story was to get at least 50 reviews in all, and I haven't
even finished it yet!! Ya'll are awesome!!! Thank you SO much!!!
Chapter 9
********************
The next few weeks went much faster than Harry thought they would, considering he spent them with the Dursley's.
But before he knew it he was back at Hogwarts, and already almost half way through with his 7th and final year
there. He continued to take Auror lessons from Lupin, and he felt more and more powerful after each lesson. He
had spells and curses memorized that he was sure half of Gryffindor house had no idea exsisted, and he had
even done wandless magic a few times.
A few weeks before Christmas, Harry was having his final Auror class before the Holiday break. Harry and Remus
had decided to take a break over Christmas, since they both needed a rest very badly. Up to now Remus had
instructed Harry by telling him how to do certain spells and then letting him try it out on a tree or something outside.
But today Remus felt something new was called for, he could tell Harry was getting tired of doing the same thing
over and over, and Remus was getting a little tired of it, too. And after all, it was the last class before Christmas.
"Harry, how about you and me duel? Just to give you an idea of how to defend yourself when you're up against
a real wizard." Remus asked when Harry came to class that day. Harry grinned. "Really? Okay." They both took
their postitions a few feet in front of eachother. "I can see you've done this before." Lupin muttered. Harry remained
silent. He really didn't feel like bringing up those awful memories. They both bowed slowly, grinning at eachother
and trying not to burst out laughing. Lupin threw a simple leg-locker curse at Harry, which Harry easily blocked by
putting a scarlet shield of fire in front of him. "Good, very good. I'm impressed." Remus complimented. "Thanks."
Harry said. "Ok, I'm going to try something a little more complicated now." Lupin told Harry. Harry deflected the
curse up over his head. Remus nodded approvingly before casting another curse. Harry muttered something that
sent the spell flying straight back at Remus, who blocked it a second too late. After a few mintues the jumping
spell wore off of him. "Wow Harry, you're a lot better than I thought you were. Try throwing something at me
now. But I warn you, I even beat Sirius at dueling." Lupin said with a grin. Without thinking, Harry sent a spell
flying at Remus. Remus muttered a counter-curse, but the spell hit him full on in the stomach. He was thrown
back-wards where he hit a tree with a loud smack. Harry ran over to him and helped him up. After Remus had
put a spell on his back to make the pain go away, he stood staring at Harry confusedly for a few minutes.
"Harry, how did you do that?" Lupin asked. Harry shrugged with a bewildered look on his face. "I dunno.
What do you mean?" He had just cast a simple throwing spell, Remus must just have forgotten that paritcular
counter-curse. "I mean, I perforemed the counter-curse, and it didn't work. Your curse was more powerful than my
block. Remember what I told you when we first started these classes? The spell or block is only as powerful as
the one who casts it." Harry was still confused. Was Remus saying that He, Harry, was more powerful than his
teacher? But Lupin taught him everything he knew, so how could that be? Lupin sighed at the bewildered look
on his young student's face. "You are much more powerful than I am, Harry. I don't know how, but you are. I think
there is a lot more to Harry Potter than everyone seems to think there is."
Several more weeks passed, and with them went the holidays. In much too short a time everyone was back to going
to classes and doing homework. Harry hadn't told anyone about the happenings of his last Auror lesson, but he had
a feeling that Remus had already told Dumbledore. Harry tried to push away the memories of that day, he still had
a few months of freedom and childhood left, and he wanted to enjoy them as much as possible. Remus continued
to give Harry Auror lessons, only now he was teaching him much more complicated spells and blocks, and was more
of a guide than a teacher.
***************
The final Quidditch match of the year was coming up, and it was between Gryffindor and Slytherin. (A/N:go figure)
Gryffindor was slightly ahead of Slytherin, but if they lost this game Slytherin would win the Quidditch cup. Harry
was amazed at how much he himself wanted to win, maybe it had something to do with it being his final chance to,
or that he was Captain of the Gryffindor team, or that last years cup had gone to Ravenclaw and he wanted to redeem
Gryffindor. But he found himself pushing his team harder than he had ever pushed them, and he now knew why Oliver
Wood had worked them so hard in Harry's third year.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were all sitting in the common room the night before the final match. Harry
was messing around with his miniatureQuidditch field model and the others were all watching him nervously.
After about an hour of this, Ron stretched and said "Well, I'm off to bed. You probably should be too, Harry.
Wouldn't want you falling off your broom tomorrow." This was meant to be a joke, but no one laughed.
"Yeah, well, see you tomorrow then." Ron muttered as he walked up the stairs to the boys dormitory. Soon
after he was gone Hermione left, too.
Harry sighed as he pushed the model away from him. He sat staring into the flickering fire, deep in
thought about the coming game. Ginny walked over to him and sat down next to him on the couch. She pulled
her knees up and rested her head on his shoulder. Harry smiled to himself as he put his arm around her. She fell
asleep almost instantly. "She was probably exhausted", Harry thought. "The only reason she was staying up was
because of me." Once again it surprised him how when he was close to her he forgot all about Quidditch,
all about the Transfiguration test coming up, even all about Voldemort. He kissed her softly on the forehead
before carrying her up the stairs to her dormitory.
***************
The next morning Harry woke up to the loud beeping of his......pillow? Suddenly he remembered that last night
he had put a spell on his pillow to wake him up in the morning. He grabbed his wand from off his dresser and
shut it up with the counter-curse.
Ten minutes later he walked into the great hall to emormous applause from 3/4 of the room, and loud boos
from the other 1/4. He walked over the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Ginny and across from Ron
and Hermione. He loaded his plate down with food, then sat there staring at it. "You okay?" Ginny asked.
"umm...I'm not very hungry. I'm gonna go down to the Quidditch pitch for some practice. I'll see you guys
there." He muttered as he got up and walked out of the great hall.
After about half an hour of practicing, members of the Gryffindor team as well as the Slytherin started showing
up. Harry motioned for his team to go inside the locker rooms. Once everyone was seated, and Seamus had finally
woken up, Harry started pacing in front of them. After a few minutes of pacing, Harry still couldn't think of
anything to say that would sum his feelings up sufficiently. He heard Madame Hooch's whistel, which meant it
was time to go out there. Harry sighed as he grabbed his broom and walked out onto the field. He was so
nervous he hardly even noticed the huge roars of the croud.
He shook hands with Malfoy, who had somehow gotten to be the Slytherin Quidditch Captain, and before he
knew what was happening Madame Hooch's wistle blew again and everyone was up in the air. As soon as
his feet left the ground all his fear and confusion faded away. He knew what he had to do now, and he knew
that he was capable of doing it.
He circled the pitch a few times with no sign of the golden Snitch. Parvati scored for Gryffindor,
but after that Crabbe kicked her in the face. Gryffindor was awarded a penalty shot, and Seamus scored.
Slytherin then scored to loud boos of most of the croud. Harry noticed suddenly that there was no sign
of Malfoy anywhere and turned sharply around. Malfoy was behind him, trailing him closely. "The little
weasel." Harry muttered to himself. He turned sharply to the left, and immediatly went into a dive. "And it
looks like Potter's spotted the golden snitch!!" Came the voice of Colin Creevey, who was doing the
announcements. "The two seekers and diving for the snitch, and there's no telling who will make it first!!!"
The entire croud held their breathe, including the other fifteen Quidditch players. "Wait a minute...." Colin
said just before Harry pulled sharply out of the dive, leaving Malfoy to crash into the ground. The majority
of the croud stood up and cheered, but a small number of them hissed loudly. "And Potter pulls a beautiful
Wonskey Feint!! Just as good as Krum's, that was. And in my opinion the little Slytherin jerk
deserved..." He stopped here because McGonigall gave him a sharp nudge in the back. Malfoy left the
field with a bloody nose and a broken wrist, a substitute was put in his place, and the game moved on. Harry
could tell just by the way he flew that this seeker was much worse than the first. Harry grinned as he leaned
forward on his Firebolt and zoomed across the Quidditch pitch.
Several minutes passed without much excitement, during which Gryffindor scored three times and Slytherin
scored twice. Suddenly Harry spotted the Snitch on the far side of the field. He bite his lip nervoulsy, unsure
of what to do. The Slytherin seeker, no matter how much he lacked skill, was much closer to it than Harry
was. So if Harry went for it now, the other seeker was sure to beat him to it. Harry got an idea,
and before he could think of all the risks he was taking, he started zooming toward the snitch. The Slytherin
Seeker saw him, and was about to turn around and go to where Harry was headed, when he stopped suddenly.
Harry's plan was working. The enemy seeker grinned at Harry in a 'I know what you're doing' kind of way
before zooming off to the opposite end of the field. He thought that Harry was trying to pull another Wonskey
Feint. Harry reached down and grabbed the snitch easily, to humongous applause from all of the Gryffindor,
Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff students in the croud. Harry raised the fist holding the snich above is head in
triumph. "And Potter gets the snitch! After an amazing game of brilliant plays by Potter, Gryffindor wins
the cup!!" Colin Creevey was standing up, shouting much louder than neccessary considering his voice
was already magnified. Harry saw a quick glimpse of the Slytherin seeker kicking a goal post rather violently
before he felt himself being engulfed in a croud of happy Gryffindors.
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A/N: Okay here's chapter 9. I'm sorry if the Quidditch match is bad, it was hard to do it without copying
off of the books. Oh and PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE tell me if you know how to keep the orignial formatting
when you post stuff, I can't figure it out!!! HELP ME!!!! pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaase!!! This Sunday I'm going
to summer camp and I'll be gone for a week, so I'm sorry I won't be able to post until I get back. Unless I can
find time to do one more chapter before I leave. And if you have time please R & R my other stories, too.
Thanks so much for reading my story!!! Please review!!! (pretty please!!)
~*Katydid*~
For the kind reviewers of chapter 8:
la2ur2a- Thank you so much!! Hehe thanks for telling me what that means. lol. I can be so stupid sometimes!!
Super- Thanks!!!!!!! for both of them!! ; )
Aireon Granger- Thank you!!! I intend to keep on writing this until I'm done. I was going to read your stories,
too, but I don't read anything above PG. But thanks for reading my story!!
Julephenia-Thanks!! Yeah I know I love Sirius. I feel so sorry for him!! : (
HarryandGinny4eva- Thanks for reviewing!! I think Harry and Ginny are the perfect couple!!! They are just so
sweet together!!! Oh and thanks a lot for saying that the last chapter wasn't boring, but I still think it was!!! : )
tumBLbut25- Thank you so much!!! In answer to your question, I think that Harry becomes an adult wizard
when he graduates from Hogwarts after his seventh year there. Correct me if I'm wrong, though!!!
Daphne Black- Thanks so much for your review!! And no, Sirius wasn't cleared yet. He just thought it would
be safe to visit Harry since no one would be looking for him in a muggle town, and it's not like Harry is going
to turn him in or anything.
Bobina- Thank you SO much!!! You made me feel so good!! I guess you'll just have to keep on reading to find
out if anything 'befalls' the happy couple!! lol.
I can't believe I already have 50 reveiws! My goal on this story was to get at least 50 reviews in all, and I haven't
even finished it yet!! Ya'll are awesome!!! Thank you SO much!!!
Chapter 9
********************
The next few weeks went much faster than Harry thought they would, considering he spent them with the Dursley's.
But before he knew it he was back at Hogwarts, and already almost half way through with his 7th and final year
there. He continued to take Auror lessons from Lupin, and he felt more and more powerful after each lesson. He
had spells and curses memorized that he was sure half of Gryffindor house had no idea exsisted, and he had
even done wandless magic a few times.
A few weeks before Christmas, Harry was having his final Auror class before the Holiday break. Harry and Remus
had decided to take a break over Christmas, since they both needed a rest very badly. Up to now Remus had
instructed Harry by telling him how to do certain spells and then letting him try it out on a tree or something outside.
But today Remus felt something new was called for, he could tell Harry was getting tired of doing the same thing
over and over, and Remus was getting a little tired of it, too. And after all, it was the last class before Christmas.
"Harry, how about you and me duel? Just to give you an idea of how to defend yourself when you're up against
a real wizard." Remus asked when Harry came to class that day. Harry grinned. "Really? Okay." They both took
their postitions a few feet in front of eachother. "I can see you've done this before." Lupin muttered. Harry remained
silent. He really didn't feel like bringing up those awful memories. They both bowed slowly, grinning at eachother
and trying not to burst out laughing. Lupin threw a simple leg-locker curse at Harry, which Harry easily blocked by
putting a scarlet shield of fire in front of him. "Good, very good. I'm impressed." Remus complimented. "Thanks."
Harry said. "Ok, I'm going to try something a little more complicated now." Lupin told Harry. Harry deflected the
curse up over his head. Remus nodded approvingly before casting another curse. Harry muttered something that
sent the spell flying straight back at Remus, who blocked it a second too late. After a few mintues the jumping
spell wore off of him. "Wow Harry, you're a lot better than I thought you were. Try throwing something at me
now. But I warn you, I even beat Sirius at dueling." Lupin said with a grin. Without thinking, Harry sent a spell
flying at Remus. Remus muttered a counter-curse, but the spell hit him full on in the stomach. He was thrown
back-wards where he hit a tree with a loud smack. Harry ran over to him and helped him up. After Remus had
put a spell on his back to make the pain go away, he stood staring at Harry confusedly for a few minutes.
"Harry, how did you do that?" Lupin asked. Harry shrugged with a bewildered look on his face. "I dunno.
What do you mean?" He had just cast a simple throwing spell, Remus must just have forgotten that paritcular
counter-curse. "I mean, I perforemed the counter-curse, and it didn't work. Your curse was more powerful than my
block. Remember what I told you when we first started these classes? The spell or block is only as powerful as
the one who casts it." Harry was still confused. Was Remus saying that He, Harry, was more powerful than his
teacher? But Lupin taught him everything he knew, so how could that be? Lupin sighed at the bewildered look
on his young student's face. "You are much more powerful than I am, Harry. I don't know how, but you are. I think
there is a lot more to Harry Potter than everyone seems to think there is."
Several more weeks passed, and with them went the holidays. In much too short a time everyone was back to going
to classes and doing homework. Harry hadn't told anyone about the happenings of his last Auror lesson, but he had
a feeling that Remus had already told Dumbledore. Harry tried to push away the memories of that day, he still had
a few months of freedom and childhood left, and he wanted to enjoy them as much as possible. Remus continued
to give Harry Auror lessons, only now he was teaching him much more complicated spells and blocks, and was more
of a guide than a teacher.
***************
The final Quidditch match of the year was coming up, and it was between Gryffindor and Slytherin. (A/N:go figure)
Gryffindor was slightly ahead of Slytherin, but if they lost this game Slytherin would win the Quidditch cup. Harry
was amazed at how much he himself wanted to win, maybe it had something to do with it being his final chance to,
or that he was Captain of the Gryffindor team, or that last years cup had gone to Ravenclaw and he wanted to redeem
Gryffindor. But he found himself pushing his team harder than he had ever pushed them, and he now knew why Oliver
Wood had worked them so hard in Harry's third year.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were all sitting in the common room the night before the final match. Harry
was messing around with his miniatureQuidditch field model and the others were all watching him nervously.
After about an hour of this, Ron stretched and said "Well, I'm off to bed. You probably should be too, Harry.
Wouldn't want you falling off your broom tomorrow." This was meant to be a joke, but no one laughed.
"Yeah, well, see you tomorrow then." Ron muttered as he walked up the stairs to the boys dormitory. Soon
after he was gone Hermione left, too.
Harry sighed as he pushed the model away from him. He sat staring into the flickering fire, deep in
thought about the coming game. Ginny walked over to him and sat down next to him on the couch. She pulled
her knees up and rested her head on his shoulder. Harry smiled to himself as he put his arm around her. She fell
asleep almost instantly. "She was probably exhausted", Harry thought. "The only reason she was staying up was
because of me." Once again it surprised him how when he was close to her he forgot all about Quidditch,
all about the Transfiguration test coming up, even all about Voldemort. He kissed her softly on the forehead
before carrying her up the stairs to her dormitory.
***************
The next morning Harry woke up to the loud beeping of his......pillow? Suddenly he remembered that last night
he had put a spell on his pillow to wake him up in the morning. He grabbed his wand from off his dresser and
shut it up with the counter-curse.
Ten minutes later he walked into the great hall to emormous applause from 3/4 of the room, and loud boos
from the other 1/4. He walked over the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Ginny and across from Ron
and Hermione. He loaded his plate down with food, then sat there staring at it. "You okay?" Ginny asked.
"umm...I'm not very hungry. I'm gonna go down to the Quidditch pitch for some practice. I'll see you guys
there." He muttered as he got up and walked out of the great hall.
After about half an hour of practicing, members of the Gryffindor team as well as the Slytherin started showing
up. Harry motioned for his team to go inside the locker rooms. Once everyone was seated, and Seamus had finally
woken up, Harry started pacing in front of them. After a few minutes of pacing, Harry still couldn't think of
anything to say that would sum his feelings up sufficiently. He heard Madame Hooch's whistel, which meant it
was time to go out there. Harry sighed as he grabbed his broom and walked out onto the field. He was so
nervous he hardly even noticed the huge roars of the croud.
He shook hands with Malfoy, who had somehow gotten to be the Slytherin Quidditch Captain, and before he
knew what was happening Madame Hooch's wistle blew again and everyone was up in the air. As soon as
his feet left the ground all his fear and confusion faded away. He knew what he had to do now, and he knew
that he was capable of doing it.
He circled the pitch a few times with no sign of the golden Snitch. Parvati scored for Gryffindor,
but after that Crabbe kicked her in the face. Gryffindor was awarded a penalty shot, and Seamus scored.
Slytherin then scored to loud boos of most of the croud. Harry noticed suddenly that there was no sign
of Malfoy anywhere and turned sharply around. Malfoy was behind him, trailing him closely. "The little
weasel." Harry muttered to himself. He turned sharply to the left, and immediatly went into a dive. "And it
looks like Potter's spotted the golden snitch!!" Came the voice of Colin Creevey, who was doing the
announcements. "The two seekers and diving for the snitch, and there's no telling who will make it first!!!"
The entire croud held their breathe, including the other fifteen Quidditch players. "Wait a minute...." Colin
said just before Harry pulled sharply out of the dive, leaving Malfoy to crash into the ground. The majority
of the croud stood up and cheered, but a small number of them hissed loudly. "And Potter pulls a beautiful
Wonskey Feint!! Just as good as Krum's, that was. And in my opinion the little Slytherin jerk
deserved..." He stopped here because McGonigall gave him a sharp nudge in the back. Malfoy left the
field with a bloody nose and a broken wrist, a substitute was put in his place, and the game moved on. Harry
could tell just by the way he flew that this seeker was much worse than the first. Harry grinned as he leaned
forward on his Firebolt and zoomed across the Quidditch pitch.
Several minutes passed without much excitement, during which Gryffindor scored three times and Slytherin
scored twice. Suddenly Harry spotted the Snitch on the far side of the field. He bite his lip nervoulsy, unsure
of what to do. The Slytherin seeker, no matter how much he lacked skill, was much closer to it than Harry
was. So if Harry went for it now, the other seeker was sure to beat him to it. Harry got an idea,
and before he could think of all the risks he was taking, he started zooming toward the snitch. The Slytherin
Seeker saw him, and was about to turn around and go to where Harry was headed, when he stopped suddenly.
Harry's plan was working. The enemy seeker grinned at Harry in a 'I know what you're doing' kind of way
before zooming off to the opposite end of the field. He thought that Harry was trying to pull another Wonskey
Feint. Harry reached down and grabbed the snitch easily, to humongous applause from all of the Gryffindor,
Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff students in the croud. Harry raised the fist holding the snich above is head in
triumph. "And Potter gets the snitch! After an amazing game of brilliant plays by Potter, Gryffindor wins
the cup!!" Colin Creevey was standing up, shouting much louder than neccessary considering his voice
was already magnified. Harry saw a quick glimpse of the Slytherin seeker kicking a goal post rather violently
before he felt himself being engulfed in a croud of happy Gryffindors.
****************
A/N: Okay here's chapter 9. I'm sorry if the Quidditch match is bad, it was hard to do it without copying
off of the books. Oh and PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE tell me if you know how to keep the orignial formatting
when you post stuff, I can't figure it out!!! HELP ME!!!! pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaase!!! This Sunday I'm going
to summer camp and I'll be gone for a week, so I'm sorry I won't be able to post until I get back. Unless I can
find time to do one more chapter before I leave. And if you have time please R & R my other stories, too.
Thanks so much for reading my story!!! Please review!!! (pretty please!!)
~*Katydid*~