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LILY: Sorry, folks, it's getting harder and harder to come up with new and interesting chapters. Please forgive me. I do try though. And here you are, the long awaited 'Quidditch Match' you've been waiting for. Hold onto your broomsticks!
LILY: As always, I don't own the characters of Harry Potter. I still own my clones, my own mate Mirai Trunks *points to her mate who just sweatdrops but doesn't say anything*, Mystic Gohan, Gambit from X-men Evolution, Neil from the Final Fantasy Movie, Kou Leifoh from the Bouncer for the PS2 game, and my newest clone, Inuyasha, my Demi-Demon Doggie! *starts tickling Inuyasha's ears as he growls and tries to avoid her* They're all mine, except for Gohan, he's my best friend's mate. So now on with the story.
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OUT OF THE ASHES
Chapter 19
Almost immediately, Harry was soaring through the air, high above the field, his team mates flying around beneath him. He hovered after a few moments as he scanned the Gryffindor specator bleachers, searching for his family and friends.
Finally, after a few minutes, his eyes focused on his mother and father.
He had expected them to be sitting with the other teachers, but was mildly surprised to see them sitting beside Hermione, Hagrid, and of course Anna and Kaylee. Naturally, Sirius and Remus were with them as well.
Harry smiled as he saw his mother wave to him.
"And Gryffindor has taken the field. They have a new Captain and Keeper as well this year, and what looks to be a great team indeed. Angelina Johnson is Gryffindor Captain this year, and the newest addition to the team, Ronald Weasley, Keeper." Lee Jordan said.
"IT'S RON! NOT RONALD!" Ron said, making a face.
"Sorry, sorry, that's *RON* Weasley. And here comes the Slytherin team, not that anyone cares I'm sure, I'm *kidding* Professor. " Lee Jordan began as Professor McGonagall glared at him.
"And Gryffindor and Slytherin take their positions. This should prove to be a great match to say the least. After a two year wait, I'm sure Slytherin is hoping to even the score against Gryffindor. They won the Quidditch Cup, I'm sure everyone will remember. Don't know how Slytherin held unto the cup for seven years though, those bloody blokes didn't have much talent to begin with-" Lee said.
"Jordan!" McGonagall said in a warning tone.
"Anyway, and here's Madame Hooch now. And......the Quaffle is up! And there goes the Bludgers, better watch out for those bloody things, and the Snitch! There it goes! Remember the Golden Snitch is worth a hundrend and fifty points and ends the game." Lee said.
Harry spotted the snitch for a split second, before it disappeared again. He flew up, rising above the match that was already underway beneath him, keeping out of harms way.
"Well, if it isn't *Saint* Potter. Hoping to please Mummy and Daddy, are we? Hah! Good luck!" Malfoy sneered, rising up after him.
"I don't have to, Malfoy. Unlike you, I know my parents are proud of *me.*" Harry shot back.
Malfoy turned a nasty shade of red as he glared at Harry.
"Shut up Potter. For your information, my parents are here too. I asked them to be, you know, when we *crush* your pathetic excuse for a team? You got lucky last time. Besides, Slytherin had the Cup for seven years a row. You won't be able to hold onto it for another year. If it weren't for that stupid tournament last year, we'd have already taken it back. What are you gonna do without your precious Wood? Now that he's gone, you don't stand a chance!" Malfoy said with a smirk.
"Wow. Not bad Malfoy. You come up with that little speech all by yourself? I'm sure your father will be thrilled. Practiced hard, did you?" Harry shot back.
Malfoy lunged at Harry, who easily dodged Malfoy's Nimbus 2002 from on his own Firebolt.
"Your pathetic father or his criminal companion can't save you from up here, Potter!" Malfoy spat.
"I don't need them to deal with a pea-brain like you, Malfoy." Harry shot back.
"Shut up scar face." Malfoy said, tearing off after Harry.
"That's rich Ferret boy." Harry said.
Harry laughed as Malfoy growled and launched after him with a fresh burst of speed.
"What's Harry doing up there?" Hermione asked.
"You think he spotted the Snitch? So soon?" Kaylee asked.
"What do you think, James?" Anna asked.
James raised his binoculars up some more as his eyes followed his son. After a moment, he brought the binoculars away as he looked at his friends in amused shock.
"Well, no, not from what it looks like. Malfoy's chasing him and yelling things at him." James said with a chuckle.
"Let me see." Sirius said, looking up at Harry again. After a moment, he smirked at James.
"Definately your kid, Prongs. From what I can tell, Harry's making fun of the kid. What exactly is 'Ferret boy' supposed to mean?" Sirius asked.
Hermione suddenly choked on her drink.
"What?" Sirius asked, patting Hermione on the back. Finally, she was able to breathe again, and she looked at Sirius in amusement.
"It's a long story, but last year Malfoy was turned into a ferret." Hermione said with a laugh.
"No kidding." James said with a chuckle as Hermione nodded, still chuckling. Lily shook her head disapprovingly at her husband.
"You're not *encouraging* him, now are you, James?" Lily asked.
"What? I'm sure the bloke deserved it." James said as Lily shook her head as her husband.
"Wow, look at Ron! He's really good." Remus suddenly said, as everyone looked at the field again. Ron was hovering infront of the goals, a look of deadly determination on his face.
"Oh, we missed it. What happened, Remus?" Anna asked.
"He just thwarted an incredible move by the Slytherin Chasers. Stop glaring at me, you two, I'm just saying, it was a really good move. But Ron blocked the Quaffle like it was nothing. He's really good." Remus said, as James and Sirius looked over at Ron.
"How long has he been playing?" James asked Hermione.
"Don't really know. I know Harry only *started* to fly and play Quidditch all in his first year. But I think Ron's been into Quidditch for as long as he can remember. That, and Wizard's Chess, is all he ever talks about." Hermione said.
"Wow, look at them go!" Sirius said, looking at the two teams.
"Those twins sure are something else." Anna said.
"They could give Padfoot a run for him money." James said.
"Not likely, Prongs. I am the master, after all." Sirius said.
"Get over yourself Scooby." Anna said.
"Hey! Such language infront of the kid?" Sirius said, looking at Kaylee.
"Mom's right, though. And *I* barely know you, so that's saying something Dad." Kaylee said.
"Ah! The kitten's got fangs too, huh? That's not fair." Sirius said, playfully narrowing his eyes as Anna. "You bloody felines are all alike."
"Padfoot, stop whining like a dog and watch the match, would you? You're missing all the action." James said.
Sirius huffed loudly in indignation, but returned his eyes to the match before him.
"Look. Those Slytherins are playing dirty den usual, they are!" Hagrid said.
"What do you expect, never trust a snake." James said.
"Oh! That was a close one. But those boys better keep a closer eye on those Beaters. That chaser nearly had her head taken off! That's gotta be a foul!" Anna said, scowling at the Slytherin beaters.
"Oh my! Harry!" Lily suddenly called, her hand over her mouth in fear.
"Damn it! That's a foul!" James cried angrily, standing up in rage.
Harry had just missed being pelted by a bludger that had been sent straight towards him. He'd just barely managed to turn in time, before Malfoy charged into him, kicking the end of his firebolt, and sending Harry's broom into an out of control tumble towards the ground.
Almost as instantly as he started to fall, he righted his broom up again, shooting straight up at the pale faced Malfoy.
"James, that was a close one." Lily said.
"Those damn dirty playing snakes!" James shouted.
"And what a recovery by Gryffindor Seeker, Harry Potter! From a dirty move by not only the Slytherin Beaters, but their slimy Seeker- Ok, Professor, ok." Lee said.
"He's definately a Potter." Sirius said.
"Oooh! That Malfoy! Oh my! Ron!" Hermione suddenly cried.
Apparently, Ron had seen what Malfoy had tried to do to his best friend, and out of anger, he had caught the Quaffle as he blocked the goal posts, and instead of throwing it to one of his teammates, he's pelted it at Malfoy, hitting the blonde in the head, and almost knocking him off his broomstick.
"What a throw by Keeper, Ron Weasley. Very deserved, but it looks like a penalty shot for Slytherin, not that I'm sure Gryffindor minds of course. They're ahead anyway." Lee said.
"Malfoy might want to think twice about a move like that again." Sirius said with a chuckle.
"Those two really are best friends, aren't they?" James asked with a chuckle.
"After everything Harry and Ron have been through, how could they not be?" Hermione asked.
"Still, it's too bad though. I mean that gave Slytherin a penalty shot." Kaylee said.
"Not that it'll help them any." James said with a smirk.
"And Slytherin scores, bloody cheating- er, sorry Professor. And Slytherin is in possession, no.....steal by Chaser Katie Bell, nice move Katie, wait, that's a foul if I ever saw one! No wait, Fred took care of that slimy snake, or is it George, ah nevermind. Way to go Gryffindor Beater Weasley. WAIT A MINUTE! IT LOOKS LIKE- CAN IT BE? HARRY HAS SPOTTED THE SNITCH!" Lee cried.
Immediately all eyes went to Harry and Malfoy who were shooting through the air, their robes whipping violently behind them as they raced side by side higher and higher into the air. Suddenly, they both shot back down towards the ground in a straight dive, each boy bumping into the side of the other in an effort of veer the other off course. Just moments before reaching the ground, they both evened out, shooting out across the grass, merely inches below them.
"Wow. Look at Harry go. He's fantastic." James said with pride.
"Oh! Look out!" Lily cried, her eyes wide.
Harry and Malfoy had been heading straight towards the teachers stands, when they shot skyward once more. And once again, almost immediately, they changed directions, zooming straight back towards the Gryffindor goal posts. They both did a perfect 180, flying back towards the ground, until a bludger suddenly came flying at them, forcing them both to scatter.
The entire field grew silent as Harry rose into the air, a small golden object flittering wilding in his cletched fist.
"Harry's caught the snitch......HARRY'S CAUGHT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS 240 TO 50! GRYFFINDOR WINS! HA! TAKE THAT! CHEATERS NEVER WIN, YOU SLIMY-" Lee cried.
"JORDAN!" McGonagall cried.
"Way to go Harry! I knew you could do it my boy! What a match! What a match! What skill! That's my boy alright!" James beamed.
"Thank god he doesn't have your ego, James." Lily said.
"The kid did it! Way to go! Kicked that Slytherin's sorry arse!" Sirius cried.
Harry smiled as he looked over at his friends and family, all cheering happily with the rest of the Gryffindors. Harry had never felt happier in his entire life.
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LILY: Sorry, folks, it's getting harder and harder to come up with new and interesting chapters. Please forgive me. I do try though. And here you are, the long awaited 'Quidditch Match' you've been waiting for. Hold onto your broomsticks!
LILY: As always, I don't own the characters of Harry Potter. I still own my clones, my own mate Mirai Trunks *points to her mate who just sweatdrops but doesn't say anything*, Mystic Gohan, Gambit from X-men Evolution, Neil from the Final Fantasy Movie, Kou Leifoh from the Bouncer for the PS2 game, and my newest clone, Inuyasha, my Demi-Demon Doggie! *starts tickling Inuyasha's ears as he growls and tries to avoid her* They're all mine, except for Gohan, he's my best friend's mate. So now on with the story.
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OUT OF THE ASHES
Chapter 19
Almost immediately, Harry was soaring through the air, high above the field, his team mates flying around beneath him. He hovered after a few moments as he scanned the Gryffindor specator bleachers, searching for his family and friends.
Finally, after a few minutes, his eyes focused on his mother and father.
He had expected them to be sitting with the other teachers, but was mildly surprised to see them sitting beside Hermione, Hagrid, and of course Anna and Kaylee. Naturally, Sirius and Remus were with them as well.
Harry smiled as he saw his mother wave to him.
"And Gryffindor has taken the field. They have a new Captain and Keeper as well this year, and what looks to be a great team indeed. Angelina Johnson is Gryffindor Captain this year, and the newest addition to the team, Ronald Weasley, Keeper." Lee Jordan said.
"IT'S RON! NOT RONALD!" Ron said, making a face.
"Sorry, sorry, that's *RON* Weasley. And here comes the Slytherin team, not that anyone cares I'm sure, I'm *kidding* Professor. " Lee Jordan began as Professor McGonagall glared at him.
"And Gryffindor and Slytherin take their positions. This should prove to be a great match to say the least. After a two year wait, I'm sure Slytherin is hoping to even the score against Gryffindor. They won the Quidditch Cup, I'm sure everyone will remember. Don't know how Slytherin held unto the cup for seven years though, those bloody blokes didn't have much talent to begin with-" Lee said.
"Jordan!" McGonagall said in a warning tone.
"Anyway, and here's Madame Hooch now. And......the Quaffle is up! And there goes the Bludgers, better watch out for those bloody things, and the Snitch! There it goes! Remember the Golden Snitch is worth a hundrend and fifty points and ends the game." Lee said.
Harry spotted the snitch for a split second, before it disappeared again. He flew up, rising above the match that was already underway beneath him, keeping out of harms way.
"Well, if it isn't *Saint* Potter. Hoping to please Mummy and Daddy, are we? Hah! Good luck!" Malfoy sneered, rising up after him.
"I don't have to, Malfoy. Unlike you, I know my parents are proud of *me.*" Harry shot back.
Malfoy turned a nasty shade of red as he glared at Harry.
"Shut up Potter. For your information, my parents are here too. I asked them to be, you know, when we *crush* your pathetic excuse for a team? You got lucky last time. Besides, Slytherin had the Cup for seven years a row. You won't be able to hold onto it for another year. If it weren't for that stupid tournament last year, we'd have already taken it back. What are you gonna do without your precious Wood? Now that he's gone, you don't stand a chance!" Malfoy said with a smirk.
"Wow. Not bad Malfoy. You come up with that little speech all by yourself? I'm sure your father will be thrilled. Practiced hard, did you?" Harry shot back.
Malfoy lunged at Harry, who easily dodged Malfoy's Nimbus 2002 from on his own Firebolt.
"Your pathetic father or his criminal companion can't save you from up here, Potter!" Malfoy spat.
"I don't need them to deal with a pea-brain like you, Malfoy." Harry shot back.
"Shut up scar face." Malfoy said, tearing off after Harry.
"That's rich Ferret boy." Harry said.
Harry laughed as Malfoy growled and launched after him with a fresh burst of speed.
"What's Harry doing up there?" Hermione asked.
"You think he spotted the Snitch? So soon?" Kaylee asked.
"What do you think, James?" Anna asked.
James raised his binoculars up some more as his eyes followed his son. After a moment, he brought the binoculars away as he looked at his friends in amused shock.
"Well, no, not from what it looks like. Malfoy's chasing him and yelling things at him." James said with a chuckle.
"Let me see." Sirius said, looking up at Harry again. After a moment, he smirked at James.
"Definately your kid, Prongs. From what I can tell, Harry's making fun of the kid. What exactly is 'Ferret boy' supposed to mean?" Sirius asked.
Hermione suddenly choked on her drink.
"What?" Sirius asked, patting Hermione on the back. Finally, she was able to breathe again, and she looked at Sirius in amusement.
"It's a long story, but last year Malfoy was turned into a ferret." Hermione said with a laugh.
"No kidding." James said with a chuckle as Hermione nodded, still chuckling. Lily shook her head disapprovingly at her husband.
"You're not *encouraging* him, now are you, James?" Lily asked.
"What? I'm sure the bloke deserved it." James said as Lily shook her head as her husband.
"Wow, look at Ron! He's really good." Remus suddenly said, as everyone looked at the field again. Ron was hovering infront of the goals, a look of deadly determination on his face.
"Oh, we missed it. What happened, Remus?" Anna asked.
"He just thwarted an incredible move by the Slytherin Chasers. Stop glaring at me, you two, I'm just saying, it was a really good move. But Ron blocked the Quaffle like it was nothing. He's really good." Remus said, as James and Sirius looked over at Ron.
"How long has he been playing?" James asked Hermione.
"Don't really know. I know Harry only *started* to fly and play Quidditch all in his first year. But I think Ron's been into Quidditch for as long as he can remember. That, and Wizard's Chess, is all he ever talks about." Hermione said.
"Wow, look at them go!" Sirius said, looking at the two teams.
"Those twins sure are something else." Anna said.
"They could give Padfoot a run for him money." James said.
"Not likely, Prongs. I am the master, after all." Sirius said.
"Get over yourself Scooby." Anna said.
"Hey! Such language infront of the kid?" Sirius said, looking at Kaylee.
"Mom's right, though. And *I* barely know you, so that's saying something Dad." Kaylee said.
"Ah! The kitten's got fangs too, huh? That's not fair." Sirius said, playfully narrowing his eyes as Anna. "You bloody felines are all alike."
"Padfoot, stop whining like a dog and watch the match, would you? You're missing all the action." James said.
Sirius huffed loudly in indignation, but returned his eyes to the match before him.
"Look. Those Slytherins are playing dirty den usual, they are!" Hagrid said.
"What do you expect, never trust a snake." James said.
"Oh! That was a close one. But those boys better keep a closer eye on those Beaters. That chaser nearly had her head taken off! That's gotta be a foul!" Anna said, scowling at the Slytherin beaters.
"Oh my! Harry!" Lily suddenly called, her hand over her mouth in fear.
"Damn it! That's a foul!" James cried angrily, standing up in rage.
Harry had just missed being pelted by a bludger that had been sent straight towards him. He'd just barely managed to turn in time, before Malfoy charged into him, kicking the end of his firebolt, and sending Harry's broom into an out of control tumble towards the ground.
Almost as instantly as he started to fall, he righted his broom up again, shooting straight up at the pale faced Malfoy.
"James, that was a close one." Lily said.
"Those damn dirty playing snakes!" James shouted.
"And what a recovery by Gryffindor Seeker, Harry Potter! From a dirty move by not only the Slytherin Beaters, but their slimy Seeker- Ok, Professor, ok." Lee said.
"He's definately a Potter." Sirius said.
"Oooh! That Malfoy! Oh my! Ron!" Hermione suddenly cried.
Apparently, Ron had seen what Malfoy had tried to do to his best friend, and out of anger, he had caught the Quaffle as he blocked the goal posts, and instead of throwing it to one of his teammates, he's pelted it at Malfoy, hitting the blonde in the head, and almost knocking him off his broomstick.
"What a throw by Keeper, Ron Weasley. Very deserved, but it looks like a penalty shot for Slytherin, not that I'm sure Gryffindor minds of course. They're ahead anyway." Lee said.
"Malfoy might want to think twice about a move like that again." Sirius said with a chuckle.
"Those two really are best friends, aren't they?" James asked with a chuckle.
"After everything Harry and Ron have been through, how could they not be?" Hermione asked.
"Still, it's too bad though. I mean that gave Slytherin a penalty shot." Kaylee said.
"Not that it'll help them any." James said with a smirk.
"And Slytherin scores, bloody cheating- er, sorry Professor. And Slytherin is in possession, no.....steal by Chaser Katie Bell, nice move Katie, wait, that's a foul if I ever saw one! No wait, Fred took care of that slimy snake, or is it George, ah nevermind. Way to go Gryffindor Beater Weasley. WAIT A MINUTE! IT LOOKS LIKE- CAN IT BE? HARRY HAS SPOTTED THE SNITCH!" Lee cried.
Immediately all eyes went to Harry and Malfoy who were shooting through the air, their robes whipping violently behind them as they raced side by side higher and higher into the air. Suddenly, they both shot back down towards the ground in a straight dive, each boy bumping into the side of the other in an effort of veer the other off course. Just moments before reaching the ground, they both evened out, shooting out across the grass, merely inches below them.
"Wow. Look at Harry go. He's fantastic." James said with pride.
"Oh! Look out!" Lily cried, her eyes wide.
Harry and Malfoy had been heading straight towards the teachers stands, when they shot skyward once more. And once again, almost immediately, they changed directions, zooming straight back towards the Gryffindor goal posts. They both did a perfect 180, flying back towards the ground, until a bludger suddenly came flying at them, forcing them both to scatter.
The entire field grew silent as Harry rose into the air, a small golden object flittering wilding in his cletched fist.
"Harry's caught the snitch......HARRY'S CAUGHT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS 240 TO 50! GRYFFINDOR WINS! HA! TAKE THAT! CHEATERS NEVER WIN, YOU SLIMY-" Lee cried.
"JORDAN!" McGonagall cried.
"Way to go Harry! I knew you could do it my boy! What a match! What a match! What skill! That's my boy alright!" James beamed.
"Thank god he doesn't have your ego, James." Lily said.
"The kid did it! Way to go! Kicked that Slytherin's sorry arse!" Sirius cried.
Harry smiled as he looked over at his friends and family, all cheering happily with the rest of the Gryffindors. Harry had never felt happier in his entire life.
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