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"Well there's something you don't see everyday," Ginny said as she and Harry tilted their heads with bewilderment at the sight. It was the morning after the ball and Ron and Hermione were fast asleep on the couch with their heads against the other ones.
"Hmm... Should we wake them?" Ginny asked curiously.
"Well, at least wake Ron up... we have a Quidditch game in ten minutes," Harry said hurriedly.
Ginny began shaking Ron. "Wake up Ronnie."
Ron rubbed his eyes and mumbled something like, "Ten more minutes' mummy." Ginny slapped him gently on the cheek.
"You can't sleep another ten minutes! You have a game in ten minutes!" She yelled in his ear.
Ron shot up from his seat, making Hermione fall over on her head and wake up. "Wha... Where am I?" She questioned, rubbing her head.
"Uhh... let's go 'Arry," Ron said as he ran out of the common room. They ran as fast as they could to the Quidditch Pitch where they met a few angry faces.
"Where have you two been?" Alicia Spinnet, the new Quidditch captain yelled. "I thought that we were going to have to forfeit the game!"
"Sorry, I overslept," Ron murmured.
"Not exactly the best thing to do when you have your first game!" She yelled even louder than before.
"Cool down Ali, you're starting to sound just like Ollie," George Weasley said as he and Fred walked up to them with their brooms slung over their shoulders.
Alicia rolled her eyes and shooed Ron and Harry into the locker rooms. They quickly changed into their Quidditch robes and Ron smiled.
"So this is what being on the team feels like," He beamed as Harry shrugged and patted him on the back.
"A slight bit of warning though... My first year, Wood told me that a new members first game is cursed. Bad things always happen," Harry said laughing, but stopped because he saw Ron's horrified face. "But... that's just a myth, it's not like true or anything," Harry sputtered as Ron gulped and walked out to the field.
Ron looked up into the stand full of cheering people and began to beam brightly again. Harry walked up behind him and patted him on the back again. "Now this is what being on the team is like."
Ron looked over at the Gryffindor side in time to see Hermione and Ginny hang up a sign that was flashing back and forth between Ron and Harry's name. They both swung their legs over their brooms and kicked off the ground to where the Gryffindor and Slytherin team were waiting for them.
"Now that you two have decided to join us," Madam Hooch hissed from her broomstick as Ron blushed. "We can begin." She backed her broom away. "Get ready..." she paused for a moment and looked over at Ron who was still hovering next to Harry. "That means you too Mr. Weasley."
Ron looked puzzled. "Huh?"
Madam Hooch rolled her eyes dramatically. "Are you the keeper or not?"
Ron remembered that he was supposed to be at the goal post and blushed even more as he quickly flew over to where he was supposed to be and gripped his broom tightly.
Harry shot a glance over at Malfoy who was sniggering. "Think that's funny Malfoy?" Harry asked grimly. Malfoy was about to say something, but instead he turned around towards the Hufflepuff section in the crowd. He turned back towards Harry and shook his head. Harry blinked with confusion as Malfoy waited for Madam Hooch to blow the whistle.
"Okay, I want a clean game... from all of you." Madam Hooch yelled. Harry caught a glimpse of Ron out of the corner of his eye and saw Ron begin to breathe faster. "Captains, shake hands."
Alicia and Slytherin's new captain Sibyl O'Fallon shook hands with a sneer on both of their faces. "Okay... 1, 2," Madam Hooch blew her whistle and threw the Quaffle into the air.
"And the quaffle is released!" Lee Jordan's voice said threw a microphone in the stands. "And it's caught by none other than the ravishing and witty Angelina Johnson." Fred glared hard at Lee from his spot and Lee gulped. "That's what I would have said if I was Fred Weas..."
"Lee, just announce the game," Professor McGonnogal said through pursed lips.
"Right...uh... Johnson pitches it to Bell; Bell throws it to Spinnet, and Spinnet scores! Ten points to Gryffindor. Slytherin in play, Allen passes it to O'Fallon, O'Fallon... oh that was a close call for Slytherin... Slytherin still in play. Allen throws it to... oh wait! Alicia Spinnet intercepts it and passes it to Johnson and yes! Gryffindor scores again! 20-0, Gryffindor."
Harry narrowed his eyes for any sign of a glint of gold from the snitch. He looked over at Malfoy who barely looked like he was keeping his eyes open. Harry flashed a glance at Ron who was trembling abruptly.
"Calm down," Harry mouthed to Ron who nodded slightly. Harry looked back to the game. Something caught his eye near the Ravenclaw stands. It wasn't the snitch... it was a person... floating in mid-air without a broom. They looked human... I mean it was a person.... A solid human... or were they? Harry blinked and the person was gone. He had become totally unaware of his surroundings and missed a large bludger zoom right past his head, straight towards the goal post. Fred and George tried to hit it down but when they did, it didn't stop, it just kept zooming... straight towards the goal post... heading straight towards Ron.
"RON! DUCK!" Harry yelled as Ron turned and looked at him curiously.
"There are no ducks around..."
WHACK! The bludger smacked right into Ron's stomach. Ron lunged forward clutching his stomach as the bludger just fell to the ground and disappeared.
"Ron!" Harry heard Hermione and Ginny scream. Ron moaned as Harry flew over to him to help. Madam Hooch blew her whistle as she flew her broom towards them.
"This game has been postponed until the keeper recovers and we get a new bludger," she called out to everyone as they moaned or booed.
Harry dragged Ron down to the ground the best he could and laid him down on the grass as Hermione and Ginny ran up to them.
Ron moaned loudly again as Harry looked up at saw the same ghostly lady as he saw before with a large frown on her face, standing in the crowd of people, staring straight at them. A few people moved in front of her and she disappeared again.
Harry turned back towards Ron who was trying to sit up, but wasn't quite successful. Madam Pomfrey rushed over and saw him and sighed. "Not you again. Hopefully you wont die out on us like last time," she said in a certain way that made Ron wonder if she was joking. "Well, off we go then." She summoned as stretcher and dragged him up to the Hospital Wing.
~*~*~*~*~
Ron opened his eyes and looked around. He had somehow gotten to the Hospital Wing. "How did I get here?" He said, thinking out loud.
"I think that would be partially my fault," said a voice that seemed to be coming from no where. Ron looked around the room, puzzled. Lara emerged from the wall on the side across from him. "You see... I needed to speak to you without interruptions. So I cast a spell on the bludger so you would have to come here. I needed to speak to you about something," she murmured with a serious expression on her face.
"What about?" Ron asked, trying to sit up but found excruciating pain in his chest. He cringed from the stabbing pain and lay back down.
"She's in danger... I know it," Lara said breathing in deeply.
"What kind of danger?" He asked panicky.
"Ron, it's Voldemort... he's trying to keep something from happening that was supposed to a thousand years ago," Ron flinched at the name.
"What happened a thousand yea..." he was about to finish his question when he heard a knocking at the door. Lara gasped and disappeared. Ron frowned and the door opened. He expected to see Madam Pomfrey with medicine, but instead...
"Malfoy!" Ron yelled. "What the bloody hell do you want!"
"Sorry if I'm disturbing you... or something. On behalf of the team... well, me... I just wanted to say sorry 'an all... for the whole bludger thing."
Ron looked horrified and shocked. "What the heck is wrong with you!" he screamed. "What are you acting so weird!"
Malfoy frowned slightly. "I guess it's partially because of Lila. I mean, I know she's against everything my father tells me... but I'm so bloody in love with her to the point that I just don't care anymore. You see we met accidentally when she was sending a letter to her cousin, and the owl got sidetracked and I ended up getting it. We sent each other owls back and forth throughout the summer and promised not to say what house we were in until school. And when school began, we could've cared less. It was pure fate," he said breathing in deeply and sighing.
Ron blinked at him with a bewildered expression. "You've gone mental." Ron said with his mouth hanging open.
"Maybe... but don't you believe in soul mates and stuff," Malfoy asked.
Ron looked absolutely horrified. "I have know idea why you're talking to me about this. Hence the Quidditch robes," he said, pulling his sleeve from under the blanket to show him the Gryffindor colors.
Draco sighed heavily. "Maybe so... but those lug heads don't approve of Lila and crap like that." Ron frowned and Malfoy extended his hand out to him. "I just think we shouldn't be on the wrong side of the track," he muttered.
Ron tried to sit up but found intense pain once again. Ron just laid back down and stretched out his hand and Draco shook it. Ron felt a sudden chill run down his spine as Malfoy let go. Ron's hand dropped beside him once again as a spread of warmth streamed through him. The pain was gone. He was able to sit up without feeling stabbing knives in his chest.
"Seeya," Malfoy said as he walked out the door.
Ron looked stunned when he left. He wondered why he wasn't hurting anymore. But then he remembered what Lara had said. "Lara..." he called out... but no one came.
((Ah yes, but another chapter. And here's where the real fun begins *laughs insanely* heh heh. Well anyway! No cliffy or anything here, so I give you spoiler for next chapter:
"I guess it's a good thing then. If anything, Ron should be the one to tell her, not us." Harry muttered as Ginny nodded.
"Maybe so," she grinned mischievously. "But that doesn't mean we can't help them along..."
"Do you have a plan?" Harry asked.
"Maybe..." she smiled brightly. "Operation RWHG begins tonight."
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"Well there's something you don't see everyday," Ginny said as she and Harry tilted their heads with bewilderment at the sight. It was the morning after the ball and Ron and Hermione were fast asleep on the couch with their heads against the other ones.
"Hmm... Should we wake them?" Ginny asked curiously.
"Well, at least wake Ron up... we have a Quidditch game in ten minutes," Harry said hurriedly.
Ginny began shaking Ron. "Wake up Ronnie."
Ron rubbed his eyes and mumbled something like, "Ten more minutes' mummy." Ginny slapped him gently on the cheek.
"You can't sleep another ten minutes! You have a game in ten minutes!" She yelled in his ear.
Ron shot up from his seat, making Hermione fall over on her head and wake up. "Wha... Where am I?" She questioned, rubbing her head.
"Uhh... let's go 'Arry," Ron said as he ran out of the common room. They ran as fast as they could to the Quidditch Pitch where they met a few angry faces.
"Where have you two been?" Alicia Spinnet, the new Quidditch captain yelled. "I thought that we were going to have to forfeit the game!"
"Sorry, I overslept," Ron murmured.
"Not exactly the best thing to do when you have your first game!" She yelled even louder than before.
"Cool down Ali, you're starting to sound just like Ollie," George Weasley said as he and Fred walked up to them with their brooms slung over their shoulders.
Alicia rolled her eyes and shooed Ron and Harry into the locker rooms. They quickly changed into their Quidditch robes and Ron smiled.
"So this is what being on the team feels like," He beamed as Harry shrugged and patted him on the back.
"A slight bit of warning though... My first year, Wood told me that a new members first game is cursed. Bad things always happen," Harry said laughing, but stopped because he saw Ron's horrified face. "But... that's just a myth, it's not like true or anything," Harry sputtered as Ron gulped and walked out to the field.
Ron looked up into the stand full of cheering people and began to beam brightly again. Harry walked up behind him and patted him on the back again. "Now this is what being on the team is like."
Ron looked over at the Gryffindor side in time to see Hermione and Ginny hang up a sign that was flashing back and forth between Ron and Harry's name. They both swung their legs over their brooms and kicked off the ground to where the Gryffindor and Slytherin team were waiting for them.
"Now that you two have decided to join us," Madam Hooch hissed from her broomstick as Ron blushed. "We can begin." She backed her broom away. "Get ready..." she paused for a moment and looked over at Ron who was still hovering next to Harry. "That means you too Mr. Weasley."
Ron looked puzzled. "Huh?"
Madam Hooch rolled her eyes dramatically. "Are you the keeper or not?"
Ron remembered that he was supposed to be at the goal post and blushed even more as he quickly flew over to where he was supposed to be and gripped his broom tightly.
Harry shot a glance over at Malfoy who was sniggering. "Think that's funny Malfoy?" Harry asked grimly. Malfoy was about to say something, but instead he turned around towards the Hufflepuff section in the crowd. He turned back towards Harry and shook his head. Harry blinked with confusion as Malfoy waited for Madam Hooch to blow the whistle.
"Okay, I want a clean game... from all of you." Madam Hooch yelled. Harry caught a glimpse of Ron out of the corner of his eye and saw Ron begin to breathe faster. "Captains, shake hands."
Alicia and Slytherin's new captain Sibyl O'Fallon shook hands with a sneer on both of their faces. "Okay... 1, 2," Madam Hooch blew her whistle and threw the Quaffle into the air.
"And the quaffle is released!" Lee Jordan's voice said threw a microphone in the stands. "And it's caught by none other than the ravishing and witty Angelina Johnson." Fred glared hard at Lee from his spot and Lee gulped. "That's what I would have said if I was Fred Weas..."
"Lee, just announce the game," Professor McGonnogal said through pursed lips.
"Right...uh... Johnson pitches it to Bell; Bell throws it to Spinnet, and Spinnet scores! Ten points to Gryffindor. Slytherin in play, Allen passes it to O'Fallon, O'Fallon... oh that was a close call for Slytherin... Slytherin still in play. Allen throws it to... oh wait! Alicia Spinnet intercepts it and passes it to Johnson and yes! Gryffindor scores again! 20-0, Gryffindor."
Harry narrowed his eyes for any sign of a glint of gold from the snitch. He looked over at Malfoy who barely looked like he was keeping his eyes open. Harry flashed a glance at Ron who was trembling abruptly.
"Calm down," Harry mouthed to Ron who nodded slightly. Harry looked back to the game. Something caught his eye near the Ravenclaw stands. It wasn't the snitch... it was a person... floating in mid-air without a broom. They looked human... I mean it was a person.... A solid human... or were they? Harry blinked and the person was gone. He had become totally unaware of his surroundings and missed a large bludger zoom right past his head, straight towards the goal post. Fred and George tried to hit it down but when they did, it didn't stop, it just kept zooming... straight towards the goal post... heading straight towards Ron.
"RON! DUCK!" Harry yelled as Ron turned and looked at him curiously.
"There are no ducks around..."
WHACK! The bludger smacked right into Ron's stomach. Ron lunged forward clutching his stomach as the bludger just fell to the ground and disappeared.
"Ron!" Harry heard Hermione and Ginny scream. Ron moaned as Harry flew over to him to help. Madam Hooch blew her whistle as she flew her broom towards them.
"This game has been postponed until the keeper recovers and we get a new bludger," she called out to everyone as they moaned or booed.
Harry dragged Ron down to the ground the best he could and laid him down on the grass as Hermione and Ginny ran up to them.
Ron moaned loudly again as Harry looked up at saw the same ghostly lady as he saw before with a large frown on her face, standing in the crowd of people, staring straight at them. A few people moved in front of her and she disappeared again.
Harry turned back towards Ron who was trying to sit up, but wasn't quite successful. Madam Pomfrey rushed over and saw him and sighed. "Not you again. Hopefully you wont die out on us like last time," she said in a certain way that made Ron wonder if she was joking. "Well, off we go then." She summoned as stretcher and dragged him up to the Hospital Wing.
~*~*~*~*~
Ron opened his eyes and looked around. He had somehow gotten to the Hospital Wing. "How did I get here?" He said, thinking out loud.
"I think that would be partially my fault," said a voice that seemed to be coming from no where. Ron looked around the room, puzzled. Lara emerged from the wall on the side across from him. "You see... I needed to speak to you without interruptions. So I cast a spell on the bludger so you would have to come here. I needed to speak to you about something," she murmured with a serious expression on her face.
"What about?" Ron asked, trying to sit up but found excruciating pain in his chest. He cringed from the stabbing pain and lay back down.
"She's in danger... I know it," Lara said breathing in deeply.
"What kind of danger?" He asked panicky.
"Ron, it's Voldemort... he's trying to keep something from happening that was supposed to a thousand years ago," Ron flinched at the name.
"What happened a thousand yea..." he was about to finish his question when he heard a knocking at the door. Lara gasped and disappeared. Ron frowned and the door opened. He expected to see Madam Pomfrey with medicine, but instead...
"Malfoy!" Ron yelled. "What the bloody hell do you want!"
"Sorry if I'm disturbing you... or something. On behalf of the team... well, me... I just wanted to say sorry 'an all... for the whole bludger thing."
Ron looked horrified and shocked. "What the heck is wrong with you!" he screamed. "What are you acting so weird!"
Malfoy frowned slightly. "I guess it's partially because of Lila. I mean, I know she's against everything my father tells me... but I'm so bloody in love with her to the point that I just don't care anymore. You see we met accidentally when she was sending a letter to her cousin, and the owl got sidetracked and I ended up getting it. We sent each other owls back and forth throughout the summer and promised not to say what house we were in until school. And when school began, we could've cared less. It was pure fate," he said breathing in deeply and sighing.
Ron blinked at him with a bewildered expression. "You've gone mental." Ron said with his mouth hanging open.
"Maybe... but don't you believe in soul mates and stuff," Malfoy asked.
Ron looked absolutely horrified. "I have know idea why you're talking to me about this. Hence the Quidditch robes," he said, pulling his sleeve from under the blanket to show him the Gryffindor colors.
Draco sighed heavily. "Maybe so... but those lug heads don't approve of Lila and crap like that." Ron frowned and Malfoy extended his hand out to him. "I just think we shouldn't be on the wrong side of the track," he muttered.
Ron tried to sit up but found intense pain once again. Ron just laid back down and stretched out his hand and Draco shook it. Ron felt a sudden chill run down his spine as Malfoy let go. Ron's hand dropped beside him once again as a spread of warmth streamed through him. The pain was gone. He was able to sit up without feeling stabbing knives in his chest.
"Seeya," Malfoy said as he walked out the door.
Ron looked stunned when he left. He wondered why he wasn't hurting anymore. But then he remembered what Lara had said. "Lara..." he called out... but no one came.
((Ah yes, but another chapter. And here's where the real fun begins *laughs insanely* heh heh. Well anyway! No cliffy or anything here, so I give you spoiler for next chapter:
"I guess it's a good thing then. If anything, Ron should be the one to tell her, not us." Harry muttered as Ginny nodded.
"Maybe so," she grinned mischievously. "But that doesn't mean we can't help them along..."
"Do you have a plan?" Harry asked.
"Maybe..." she smiled brightly. "Operation RWHG begins tonight."
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Hermione Weasley: And to think, some of my friends wanted me to make Harry the phantom for Ginny... but that would severly ruin everything! Keep reviewing!
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