Quidditch Practice:

He quickly got out of bed and ran out of the dormitory and down the steps to the empty dormitory, before he realized that it was five o'clock in the morning, and Dumbledore, if he was even awake, would not be able to talk to Harry. He sat down in a chair by the fireplace and stared at the crackling fire as tears rolled down his cheeks.  

'What was he kidding? Sirius was dead. Some stupid dream was not going to change that.' He thought angrily to himself. 'Even if that stupid dream was real, how was he going to get the key, if it did exist? If he somehow got the key, what could he do about it?' But still in the back of his head a little voice said, 'You can save him. You can'

He was in the room again, he ran to Sirius's side. He fell through the veil, and he was in that dark cave. He saw Sirius sitting against the wall. His heart begins to beat faster at the sight of his godfather. He clutched his chest, and there it was in his hands, a large rusty gold key. He turned around and faced the door. He noticed that the key was similar to handle of the huge oak door. He reached his hand out and was being shaken by someone. He turned around to see who it was.

It was Hermione. Harry was back in the common room, in the arm chair by the fire. "Harry? Good, you're up. It's eight o'clock already. If you don't hurry up and get down to breakfast you are going to miss Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Harry stood up and shook the sleep from his body. He headed back up to the dormitory to put n some clothes, and then returned back to the common room to accompany Hermione down to breakfast.

They arrived in the Great Hall to Ron, who was waiting for them with a plate full of sausages. "Where were you guys? I've been waiting for ages," he said after swallowing a piece of toast.

"Sorry, I overslept," said Harry apologetically. He sat down and started piling eggs onto his plate.

They finished their breakfast in silence, and continued in this manner until they arrived in Lupin's classroom. They took a seat, and it wasn't long before Professor Lupin walked in with a cheery smile. "Good morning class!"

"Good morning," the class grumbled.

"Since this is Defense Against the Dark Arts, I'm going to teach you, today, the most commonly used defense spell, the Stunning Spell. Although most of you already now the basics to this spell, there is a deeper science behind it, and a technique that can improve the strength of the spell buy almost eighty percent."

It turns out the technique was to imagine them laying on the floor unconscious when you say it. Well, let's just say it worked. "Ron are you sure you're ok?" asked Hermione for the hundredth time as they left the class. He had been Harry's partner and spent most of the class on the floor. He was now limping down the hall.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll see you guys at lunch." Then they parted, Ron heading for the Gryffindor tower, and the rest of the group heading down to the dungeons. They got to Potions just before Snape, and grabbed the last seats there.

"Today, we will be finishing the Veritaserum Potion. Directions are on theboard. I will be collecting a bottle of it at the end of class." He looked up at the class, scowling when he came on the Malfoy, Longbottom pairing, and then said, "Get started."

By the end of class, everybody, except Crabbe and Goyle, had a bottle of red potion. "Oh, and I almost forgot, pass forward your essays on Veritaserum. Harry fished his out of his bag. He thought it was rather good. He had written an extra half parchment. Snape said Accio and they all flew toward at the same time that the bell rang. He grabbed his stuff and walked to Gryffindor Tower where he found Ron playing wizard chess with his sister. "O hey Harry," he said, "Let's go down to lunch."

They went down to the Great Hall and sat down next to Luna, Ginny, Sarah and Hermione who were all at the Gryffindor Table. "So what else do we have today?" he asked Hermione as he sat down.

"Transfiguration and Charms."

"OK" he answered. He finished his lunch and walked out of the Great Hall with his friends.

After Transfiguration he went, with Ron and Ginny to the Quidditch fields. He pulled on his robes. He looked around and saw Katie, Andrew, Jonathon, Ron and Ginny. There were three or four other people that Harry didn't recognize. They were the people that were trying out for the last Chaser spot. He grabbed his Firebolt X and went out on the field.

Katie started talking to the people who were trying out. "I assume that since you are trying out you know how to play Quidditch. Unfortunately we only have one spot open, so three of you will not make it. The open spot is Chaser. This is the rest of our team. I'm Katie Bell. I'm captain and Chaser. The other Chaser is Ginny. Our Keeper is Ron, our Beaters are Andrew and Jonathon, and our Seeker is Harry. Now, for tryouts…."

Harry zoned out on her and started looking at the stands. He saw Sarah there, with Hermione and Neville. He smiled at her and she smiled back.

"Harry! What are you looking at? You were supposed to kick off! Who is tha- Is she in Gryffindor? It's that Ravenclaw girl. Hey" she shouted at Sarah. "Hey, you can't be here! This is Gryffindor tryouts! Only Gryffindors are allowed!

"Katie, it's ok!" Harry shouted over her.

"No, Harry it's not. We can not have a Ravenclaw at our tryouts!"

"It's ok Harry," said Sarah, "I'll go."

"Well I'll see you later."

"Harry, kickoff."

He did. He played hard. He let the Snitch go, waited a couple of seconds, and had it in less than a minute. He continued doing this for awhile. Once he saw the Snitch by the goalposts and when he caught it Ron asked, "What was that all about?"

"Katie doesn't want any Ravenclaws at practices."

"Oh," he said as Harry zoomed away again to get the Snitch, dodging a bludger. At the end of practice, Katie called the team to the locker room to discuss who they thought should get the spot as Chaser. The vote was unanimous. Everybody had voted for the fifth year, Laura Meade, who was one of Ginny's friends. She had a Nimbus 2000, and was a natural flyer. The team went out to share the good news.

Back at the tower there was a small celebration. Ron and Harry went to go get food from the kitchens, taking Fred and George's place. But even though Harry was getting praise for getting all the food, he felt torn apart from the party. He felt really guilty about what happened at the pitch to Sarah, so when no one was looking he grabbed the Invisibility Cloak and the Mauraders Map and snuck out of the Common Room. He had never been to Ravenclaw Tower, but by looking at the Maurader's Map and seeing a spot filled with Ravenclaw's he thought that that was it. When he got to that spot there was a suit of armor. He knocked on it. He tapped it with his wand, he even kicked it, but it didn't do anything.

Then he opened up the visor, and yelled "Hello?"

He saw someone else's eyes and they said, "Hello? What do you want?"

"I need to talk to Sarah."

"Who is this?"

"Harry Potter."

"Hold on a sec." Harry stepped back and waited. Then the whole wall behind the suit of armor swung open and he was facing Terry Boot, and a small passageway which led to a room similar to the Gryffindor Common room, except for the fact that it was blue and white. "Hey Harry, Come in. Sarah's up in her room. Up those stairs." He said pointing to a set of stairs at the other side of the room.

Harry walked through the room with Terry, while everyone stared at him. Obviously, they were not used to visitors of different houses. He went up the stairs and knocked on her door. "Come in," came a voice from inside, and he heard giggling. He opened the door. Sarah was sitting on the floor with her back to her bed in a circle with Mandy Brocklehurst, Lisa Turpin, and Padma Patil. When he entered, they started giggling even louder, and then Padma said, "We have to go. Bye, Harry."

Lisa, Mandy, and Padma filed out leaving Sarah and Harry alone. "I'm really sorry about what happened today at Quidditch practice."

"It's ok Harry. It's not your fault. I shouldn't have been there anyways."

"No I encouraged you to go."

"Harry, I really don't care." she said ending the matter.

"Are you sure?"
"Yes," she said stubbornly.

"So, how did you find this place anyways? Did Cho bring you here?" she asked then noticing what she said had hurt him, "I mean, um, I-"

"It's ok. No, Cho didn't bring me here. How do you know about Cho?"

"She told me. Then how did you find it?"

"This." Harry held out the Mauraders Map.

"Wow, This is amazing. Where did you get it?"

"My dad, Professor Lupin, and Sirius Black made it when they went to Hogwarts, and the Weasley twins found it and gave i-"

"Sirius Black. As in ex-convict Sirius Black?"

"He was my godfather. He died last year."

"Oh, I'm so sorry.  That must be so hard. My father died too. He was also in the Order. He was the first one in the Order to die."

At this silent tears started to slide down her face. Harry put his arm around her, and she buried her face in his chest. He remembered Cho doing the same thing to him last year, but this was somehow different.  Cho had been crying about something she knew nothing about. Yes, her boyfriend had died at the hands of Voldemort, but that was a different pain then the one you get when you lose something that is closer to you than a boyfriend. His parents and his godfather had died. Not some person he had barely known for a year. He held Sarah closer to her, but she drew away.

"I'm sorry, I just fell apart. I barely remember him. If anyone should be sad it should be you." She gave him a weak smile, and he returned it.  They were staring into each others, longingly.

They started to lean into each other, but broke away quickly, when they heard a knock on the door. Padma peered in the door, and said, "You two have been in here for an hour and we want to-Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt you two. Just carry on, then." She was about to shut the door when Harry stood up abruptly, and said, "No, I had better get beck to Gryffindor Tower. I'll see you tomorrow Sarah."

"Oh, ok then. I'll see you around."

He walked out of the door, past Padma  and down the steps into the common room. Luna, looking dreamy, waved from behind her upside down magazine. He waved back and walked past Cho, who was sitting beside Roger Davies on the couch and snogging. She broke away long enough to give Harry a 'What where you doing up there for so long with her' look, and sneering at him when he didn't say anything. He walked past Anthony, and Terry, waving good bye, and out the door concealed by the statue. As he walked out he slipped on his Invisibility Cloak, and glanced down at the Mauraders Map. No one was on the seventh floor, so he walked thoughtfully down the corridor toward Gryffindor Tower.

'So,' he thought, 'Sarah's dad had been in the Order. How come he was not in the picture? He was the first to die. So, maybe he died before the picture was taken. Maybe Sirius would kn-Why did he always have to think of Sirius. Sirius is gone. Get a grip on yourself. He's dead. You can never have him back, so stop thinking you can.'

 He had arrived at the portrait of the fat lady, and mumbled, "Tarantellagra."

"What's that dear?" grunted the Fat Lady in her sleep and the portrait swung forward. He clambered up to his bed, changed his clothes, pulled his bed curtains tight, and fell asleep instantly.

He had the same dream again tonight. These dreams had started to haub=nt him like the ones of the black door did last year, but this time, he knew it was not Voldemort who was forcing these visions on him. 'No,' Harry said to himself, 'they're dreams, just dreams.' He did not believe himself one bit.

"What's the matter with you?" asked Ron as Harry climbed down the dormitory steps into the common room.

"Oh," he turned his attention to the present time, "Nothing…nothing."

"If you say so. Hey, where were you last night. Nobody could find you."

"I decided to get an early night." He lied.

"What a load of dung, Harry. I went upstairs to check if you were there, when they were making a team toast. Where were you really?" he contorted.

He had no choice but to tell Ron the truth. After he had filled Ron in on how Sarah's father was a part of the Order, he said, "how did you find the Ravenclaw Tower?"

"Maurader's Map."

"Oh. Right." They sat down at the Gryffindor Table to eat.

Katie Bell came over to them. "Practice today, boys. Oh, no Ravenclaws this time, Harry." Before Harry had time to argue, she had spun around and walked away.

"Oy, what is it with her?" asked Harry. Ron opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Hermione sat down followed by Luna and Sarah. "It wasn't a question, Ron. Sarah looked at Harry meaningfully, but none seemed to notice except them. "I was going to go visit Grawp today. Do you guys want to come?"

"Can't," said Harry relieved, "Quidditch practice."

"Who's Grawp," asked Sarah.

"Hagrid's little brother." She put a slight emphasis on the word little. Before she could explain further, though, Katie had returned. "Has any of you seen Ginny. I haven't seen her all morning and I need to tell her there's Quidditch today."

They all looked up and down the table and shook their heads. "Well if you see her could you tell her?"

"Sure" said Ron. When she left he added, "I wonder where she is."

"Hiding from Katie?" said Harry, to fits of laughter by the others.

"Hey there she is." said Hermione slowly. "It couldn't be."

"What?" asked Ron.

"At the…the Slytherin table." She said still staring at Ginny.

"What?!" yelled Ron.

"Ron, calm down!" she said. Ron had stood up his ears were red, and he had a grim look on his face. "Sit down, Ron. You're making a scene."

He sat down, but he was still red and fuming, "I tell her to pick someone better than Michael Corner, and she goes and picks…Draco Malfoy"

A/N: I'm sorry this chappie took so long. I was on vacation again, but I think it's the last time this summer, so other chapters shall be sooner.

Marie: What is Mary-Sue??? I must know.

I don't mind you being critical, but don't go there insulting Sarah cause she is modeled after me! Why do you hate Draco so much? I know that it is a little against all Draco-ness to go to the good side…but he's so hott. I couldn't resist!

O I was so happy to see all those reviews. Yes you did help me catch up, and I hope you keep reviewing with advice(you call it criticism, I call it advice)

Underscore- yes, you better keep reading, because I stole Lucius's wand, and replaced it with a Weasley Wizard Wheezes one. He hasn't found out yet, but I could still try and hex you while I've still got it! (pitiful muggle though I am)

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