1 Chapter 20-The Quiddich Cup

Tara was ecstatic cause her mother was letting her go to the. It was Chudley Cannons versus Falmouth Falcons, Harry was with the Cannons.

It was a week until Tara had to go, she decided to make a fire and roast some marshmallows one night. She finished the WHOLE bag and was driving her mother insane from her hyperness.

She wrote a letter to Amber saying…

[I]Hey, wazzzzzaaaaaaapppppp!

Eye ovrdozd on marzhmelowz me thinks. I rosted the hole bag and aet dem al. Eye am not hiper nop not ate al. Eye am gong to rite Jams. Be

Fum, Tera[/I]

Tara put that parchment to the side and got another piece.

[I]Hey Jams!

Do you lik marzhmelows¿ eye no I do¡ how ar yu¿ hahahahahahahahahaha, eye ovrdozd on dem. Eye gong 2 rite to me. Me

Luv, Tera [/I]

She sent the letters off with Saturn and decided she was tired and went to bed.

Three days passed and she got a letter from James.

[I]Hi…Tara

I didn't know we were going be pet names. But I don't like Jams, I like Shnookums better. You can be Brittany Spears so you could hit me baby one more time…hahaha just kidding…you can be…umm…cutie, yes, your pet name is Cutie!

From, Shnookums[/I]

All Tara could think was 'What the hell?"

Tara didn't know what he was talking about, she couldn't remember sending him a letter with a pet name. She thought about it and thought it was catchy and decided it was ok with the pet names, she could get used to James calling her Cutie.

She didn't write back to James, she decided since she was seeing him the next day that it would be a waste of time for Saturn.

The next day Tara was up at the crack of dawn getting ready to go to James'. She was going over early so they could set up their tent in the campsite where they had to stay. She was searching for her backpack once again and this time she looked under her bed first. It wasn't their, or in her closet. She went down to the kitchen and her mum was sitting at the table reading.

"Mum, have you seen my backpack?"

"You lost it again?"

"I never had it."

"I mean your back pack."

"Oooooohhhhhhh."

"Did you check the hall closet."

"No…"

"It would be an idea, you have to leave in an hour."

Tara looked in the hall closet and sure enough her backpack was there.

'How I hate that motherly gift' she thought.

She ran back to her room and began to pack her things. Pants, Shirts and books.

The hour was finally over and Tara was about to leave when…

"Tara, I got you this when you first asked me if you could go to the Quiddich cup." Said Padma and tossing her a Chudley Cannons hat.

"Umm, thanks…mum" Tara was not going to wear it.

Tara threw the Floo powder into her fireplace before her mum could give her anymore junk. She had once last glimpse of her mother and she was once again off to James'.

She got to their house in a matter of seconds, she saw that James was waiting with his things beside the chair that he was sitting on.

"You really want to leave don't you?" she asked jokingly.

"Yes, Cutie, I do." He said.

"Okay, one question, what's with the pet names?"

"You called me Jams in a letter you sent me, you said you were eating marshmallows. I don't like Jams so I changed it to Shnookums."

Tara felt her face heat up and going red. She remembered finally when she sent letters to Amber and James. She didn't care, she could get used to pet names. Chester, Malcolm and Amber would think that she was crazy, but they would have to get used to it too.

"Well [I]Shnookums[/I] when do we go?"

"When my mum is ready to go. My dad is already there practicing."

Hermione was down after 10minutes of James yelling "MUM…HURRY UUUUUUUP, I'M GOING TO LEAVE WITHOUT YOU!"

"Ok, you two got everything?" she asked.

"Yep." Answered James and Tara

The Quiddich cup was being held in their town so they just had to walk. They still had to camp there overnight cause god knows when the game would end! They left the house and walked…and walked…and walked until they could see a giant stadium. James was half skipping and running while Tara and Hermione was walking fast to keep up with him.

"Would you two PLEASE hurry up?!" asked James

"We going as fast as we can!" said Hermione

The three of them reached the gates surrounding a field and the Quiddich stadium. Tara and Hermione made the last few steps as slowly as possible to make James even madder then he was for making him wait.

There was an elderly man standing at the gates taking tickets for camp. Tara, James and Hermione didn't know how long they were staying so they reserved 1 tent with 3 rooms. Hermione handed over the tickets and he show them where to go.

"Go straight until you see a path through the tents going right, take that path and go until you see a fork -, then take the left fork and follow the path. Somewhere there you'll see a sign with your name. Have a nice day."

The three of them followed the directions to their tent. James was complaining that it was taking too long to get there and that they would miss the game even though they still had 4 hours till it started.

"For the last time James, we are not going to miss the game." Said an annoyed Hermione.

"Cutie, please hurry up?" begged James

"I'm going as fast as I can Shnookums"

"Cutie? Shnookums? What are you talking about?" asked Hermione shocked at the pet names.

"Umm…"

"Well…"

"I sent a letter James after I roasted a whole bag of marshmallows and…"

"She called me Jams and I thought it was a pet name so I mailed her back…"

"And he said he didn't like Jams so he wanted to change it to Shnookums and he wanted to call me Cutie."

"Cutie is better then the first one. 'I want to call you Britany Spears so you can hit me baby one more time." Said James

"True, so true." Commented Tara

They reached the tent that they would be staying at. [A/n. Muggles didn't help at the Cup anymore cause of what happened in the fourth book] Hermione magicked their things into the tent while Tara and James when to explore the campsite.

"Hey! James! Tara!"

It was a girl named Katie from their house at school who was going to be in fifth year. She had her friend Ashley with her as well. Tara or James didn't really talk to them at school they were more acquaintances then friends.

"Oh, hi." Said James

"Hello." Tara joined in.

"Guess what! I was made Quiddich captain. There are a couple open positions now that the others graduated. You two should try out as you are old enough now."

"I definitely am." Said James

"So am I!" added Tara

"Well, Ashley and I should go now, bye."

"Bye." Said Tara

"I am going to the seeker position."

"You have competition. I want to be a seeker like my dad was…"

"Look! There's Malcolm and Chester! I didn't know they were going." Said James trying to get Tara's mind off her father.

The two of them ran over to their tent.

"Hey! What's up?" asked Chester when he saw them running towards him.

"Nothing much…just keeping Shnookums over here to stay calm."

"Shnookums?" asked Malcolm.

"Long story." Answered James.

"I sort of sent him a letter with it saying 'Dear Jams' and he thought it was a pet name but he didn't like Jams so he changed it to Shnookums and I am Cutie. I was sort of hyper off all the roasted marshmallow's I had…a whole bag."

"Please tell me I don't have to call him Shnookums." Said Chester

"No…unless you have an undying love for James…HA!" said Tara giggling.

"Ok, I don't swing that way…only on Fridays and Mondays." Said Chester. James was backing away scared. "James! I'm joking."

"I…knew that," said James coming walking back toward the other three.

"Right, we all believe you James." Said Malcolm.

A few hours later, James was leading Hermione and Tara to the top box where they would be sitting. There were four rows, they got the first. James was counting down the minutes until the game started.

"ALRIGHT! ARE YOU READY TO WATCH SOME QUIDDICH?" called Araal Hawkshead the commentator. The crown screamed and James was jumping up and down until Hermione pushed him into his chair.

"OH, HERE COME THE CHUDLEY CANNONS! THEY ARE STILL UNDEFEATED SINCE HARRY POTTER HAS JOINED THEIR TEAM. KEEPER JOEY MANN, SEEKER HARRY POTTER, CHASERS TONY BARR, CORY PATERSON AND CARLY JOHNSON, BEATERS CHAD SCOTT AND REESE CHU."

James was now hysterical. Hermione was trying to make him settle down but it was no use. Tara was almost in the same state as James just not as hyper.

"OK NOW HERE COME THE FALMOUTH FALCONS! THIS IS THEIR FIRST TIME AT THE QUIDDICH CUP. KEEPER JOHN CAPPER, SEEKER MERANDA WORRINGTON, CHASERS ZAC WONG, JAKE KILN, TERRY BOOT, BEATERS AMANDA KENNEDY AND CHRIS KELLY!"

Hermione had finally strapped James to his chair. It was quite a sight, a 12-year-old boy trying to stand up with rope tried around him.

"EX-BEATER FOR THE WIMBOURNE WASPS, LUDO BAGMAN IS THE REFEREE FOR TODAYS MATCH. HE WILL NOW TAKE THE FIELD WITH THE BALLS. THE BLUDGERS ARE OUT FOLLOWED BY THE SNITCH. THE QUAFFLE IS UP AND THE GAME BEGINS.

"CANNONS IN POSSESSION, BARR- PATERSON-JOHNSON-PATERSON-JOHNSON-BARR. WATCH OUT FOR THAT BLUDGER. JOHNSON HAS THE QUAFFLE AND SHE SCORES! CANNONS 10 FALCONS 0! FALCONS IN POSSESSION, WONG- KILN –WONG- BOOT. WHOA! INTERCEPTED BY BARR! CANNONS IN POSSESSION, PATERSON- BARR- PATERSON- BARR- JOHNSON-."

After an hour, the score was 70-30 for the Cannons. James was bubbling with joy and Tara was glad that she was there…with James.

Two more hours passed and the scored was 150-80 still for Cannons.

After 4 hours, Harry started to dive, there was a gold sparkling near the ground, Worrington on his tail. Harry caught the snitch!

"CANNONS WIN!" called Araal

Hermione let James jump around and cheer. Tara sat and cheered.

The Cannons walked up to the top box and got their trophy.

"Hey guys." Said Harry coming over the them

"Hi Dad! Good game hey? Long, but good."

"Hi Mr. Potter." Said Tara. "Congratulations."

"Thanks James, thank you Tara. Oh that was a nice little prank a few weeks ago with your aunt."

"Yes, it was."

Once the team was in their change rooms, Hermione, James and Tara walked to their tent. James was seriously bubbling now. Hermione had a hard time to getting James to bed. She had to get Tara to help her. Once again she strapped James to his bed so he couldn't move. Tara got into her bed and fell right asleep.

Early the next morning, Tara woke up to the smell of bacon and sausages cooking. She woke up and went outside where Hermione was cooking bacon and sausages over a open fire.

"Hi Mrs. Potter."

"Oh hello Tara."

"It would have been easier to magic the food." Said Tara

"Oh I know but the way muggles do it, it tastes so much better!"

"Oh. I didn't know that."

Just then they could hear footsteps coming from inside the tent and James poked out his head.

"Mornin." He said sleepily as he walked out still in his boxers.

"James go put on a shirt." Said Hermione.

He realized what he was wearing and ran back into the tent. Tara was in her pajamas still too just that she had a shirt on. She was wearing a blue pair of Capri pants with a blue tank top.

Tara decided it was a good idea to go get changed. She walked to her room and found her backpack beside her bed. She got a black skort(shorts that look like a skirt) and white T-shirt. She went back outside. James had put on a shirt and Hermione was magicking eggs on plates.

"When will we be leaving today?" asked Tara.

"After breakfast and when everyone's packed." Said Hermione.

"Ok, cool. I have to get home prepare for my birthday…its next week. I have to send out invitations and stuff."

"Who's going to your party?" asked James curiously.

"You, of course, Chester, Amber, Malcolm, and my grandparents, and some other people."

"Mum, I'm going to a party next week."

"I heard." Said Hermione.

They all ate breakfast while talking about the match from the previous night. James was still frolicking around in joy cause his dad won. After breakfast, they packed all their things and started to walk back to Potter's house. It was nearly lunchtime when they got there. Tara said good-bye to Hermione and James (Harry wasn't back from celebrating their win). Tara threw the Floo powder into the fireplace was whisked away.

She landed moments later in her living room.

"MUM!"

"BEDROOM." Called her mother weakly.

Tara ran to Padma's room. She was sitting on the bed looking at a picture of Draco, tears streaming down her face.

"Mum! What's wrong?" asked Tara dropping her belongings.

"You father was, ehhh…"

"Dad was what?"

"Lets just say, Dementors, ehh, they have one less cell to guard tonight…"

Tara could feel tears forming in her eyes. She ran straight to her room and dived into her bed. And cried, and cried, and cried herself to sleep in the early afternoon.