"Alright," Madam Hooch said. "Now I want a nice, clean game. From all of you. On my whistle. Three... two... TWEEET!" As she blew the whistle she threw up the quaffle.

"And off they go!. Spinnet has the quaffle. Gryffindor in possesion..." the announcer said into the magical microphone.

Harry zoomed around on his firebolt 400. His eyes searched frantically for the snitch, Mlfoy trailed him closely staying at least a foot or two behind him. Malfoy sneered, he would get the snitch before Harry if he had to break every bone in his body.

"And Flint gets the quaffle. Oh wait, it has been taken by Bell. She heads towards the keeper. She scores! Seventy to zero! Gryffindor takes the lead!" said the announcer. "Looks like gryffindor might win the Quidditch cup this again this year!"

Harry paused for a second and watched Silvan, the new keeper, block a gol shot by Flint. He was a really good keeper. But not as good as Wood...

"Spinnet! Duck thats a bludger!!!" Harry cried to Angelica, Angelina's little sister, one of Gryffindors new chasers. Angelica ducked and hurled the quaffle at the Slytherin keeper.

"GOAL!" yelled the announcer. "Gryffindor is in the lead. Eighty- Zero!"

Harry snpped out of watching the girls play when a bludger hurtled past his head and almost knocked him off his broom.

"Alrig' there Harry?" said George Weesley, who went after the bludger and hit it towards Flint.

"Really corking game. Doncha' think Harry?" Fred said as he whizzed past him, following Geaorge.

Harry smiled. he loked around for the snitch again. He spotted it and then Malfoy pooped up in front of him.

"Doing okay Potter?" he snapped, his eyes glinting with malice.

"Piss off Malfoy!" yelled Harry, leering at him. He loked for the snitch again , but it had dissapeared. He as dismayed. He glared at Malfoy. He grumbled. Malfoy was trying to to distract him from his work again. He looked around again. He spotted Hermione with Ron, Ginny and Hagrid in the teachers stands. He smiled and waved at them. A bludger whizzed past him, missing his head by an inch. He rolled on his broom and then regained his balance and composure.

"Oooh!" the crowed sayed as it happened.

Cho was cheering heartily(with Cederics younger brother Phil) for Harry. Harry beamed with pride. He once again searched for the snitch. He couldn't find andyhting that even remotely looked like a snitch.

Fred and George were knocking the bludgers towards Flint. One of them hit hima dn knocked him off his broom. Harry laughed as all the Slytherins booed.

"Harry? Mind catching the snitch anytime soon??" Fred said as he flew down to see how Flint was doing on the ground.

Harry zoomed around tha arena again. His eye caught something golden floating pver the Slytherin stands. He zoomed toward it. Ducking a bludger and dodging thins as he went. He came up fast on it and caught it in mid turn. He held it up high for everyone to see.

"Well, Harry has caught the snitch!" the announcer said happily.

"Gryffindor wins!" yelled Madam Hooch.

All the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs cheered. Slytherins looked dejected. They were pissed. this was the first game of the season and they lost!

Harry touched down and all the team came to congradulate him. Silvan clapped him on the back saying,

"Atta boy 'Arry!" in his thick scottish accent.

Angelica, Angelina's(a former chaser) little sister, Alice, Alicia's( another chaser) little sister and Katrina Bell, Katie Bells little sister all kissed Harry on the cheek. Fred and George tweaked his nose.

"You did great Potter!" they said in unison.

He smiled and met up with Ron and Hermione at the door to the locker rooms. He walked off the feild arm in arm with both of them. "Yes. Congradulations indeed..." Snape said sarcastically as he walked past them briskly.

Draco signaled to Hermione that he wanted to talk to her later that day. maybe after the feast. he walked back to the common room to get ready for the meeting, and to brood over her.