This is my first fanfic ever! I hope you like it and remember stories always get better! Please read and review!

Disclaimer- I do not own anything but the plot, blah blah blah.

Before you read, just know that this story takes place at the beginning of the school year of his sixth year and contains OOTP spoilers!

I didn't really want to write this chapter but I thought it should go in here because every story about Harry should have a little bit about Quidditch! Enjoy!

~*~*~* Gryffindor verse Hufflepuff ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Harry woke up the next morning and remembered he had a Quidditch match against Hufflepuff. He looked around for anyone in the dormitories when he realized he overslept. He ran downstairs after he grabbed his firebolt to the Quidditch Pitch.

"Hello mate," greeted Ron

"Ron, why didn't you wake me up?" he yelled.

"Well you didn't look like your were feeling well so I let you sleep."

"Ron, I am lucky enough that Ginny let me even have the seeker position back. I don't think I can afford to oversleep again."

Harry walked towards his team with Ron. Everyone was ready to go. Blaise was commentating.

"And here is Hufflepuff out on the field," he yelled into the microphone with lots of spirit.

The Hufflepuff team flew out on their brooms and took their position not looking nervous at all.

"Here comes the Gryffindor team!"

Harry flew up high on the field along with his teammates. The balls were flown up in there air and the game had begun.

The quaffle almost hit Harry but he swerved. He kept an eye out for the Snitch.

"Hufflepuff scores!" shouted Blaise.

Harry wanted the game to be over fast. He had to talk to Dumbledore.

He saw a shiny golden ball fluttering through the air and raced towards it. So did the Hufflepuff seeker. While he was chasing the Snitch trying to catch it he saw a cloaked figure. He stopped in his tracks but remembered the Snitch so he sped up. Malfoy was cheering Harry on. Harry knew this was because of the mark he saw on his arm.

Malfoy thinks he is a deatheater and was very overjoyed.

Harry couldn't stop think about Malfoy and the cloaked figure he didn't realize that the snitch was all caught. They had lost.

"Hufflepuff wins!" screamed Blaise and all the Hufflepuffs cheered.

Harry greeted Ron down by the stands. "Bad loss mate, what's up"?

Harry told him he would tell them later and he followed Ron back to the common room where they found Hermione.

Hermione gave him a look but then realized she had it and quickly changed it to a slight smile.

"Did you win?"

"No," explained Harry. "I was racing towards the snitch along with the other seeker and I got distracted. I saw a cloaked figure and I think it was a deatheater."

"Probably Malfoy," spat Ron.

"You better tell Dumbledore, Harry," said Hermione.

"Harry did you hear Malfoy cheering for you," said Ron disgustingly.

"Do you think he knows about you Harry?" asked a fearful Hermione.

"He thinks I am a deatheater. He saw my mark in the halls."

"Harry. you sort of are a deatheater," said Hermione softly.

"He thinks I'm an evil deatheater!' he screamed!

No one spoke.

"You think I'm evil."

"We don't think your evil Harry," exclaimed Hermione. But you could turn evil for all we know. They could do stuff to you."

We know you aren't evil and speaking for myself I know you won't turn evil. We are just worried about you. I wish I could help you, said Ron sadly.

"You can help me Ron. You will see. Hermione, I know I am in danger but I have always been in danger since the day I was born. I can't really do anything about it though. I really think I can handle myself," he said quietly.

I" know Harry, I know." Hermione whispered.

*A/N I liked this chapter more than I thought I would! I am off to write another so keep reading and reviewing! I update almost twice a day and at least one a day so I hope you will read until I am done!