Discalimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Saturday, September 17, 1998
Hello, HarryÕs Diary. My name is Natalie. IÕm sure Harry has told you about me, and I hope he doesnÕt mind that IÕm writing in you...IÕm just writing to say that a horrible thing has happened!
When we all were going down to the quidditch pitch this morning to watch the game, I felt a drop of rain on my face. I looked up, and noticed that it looked as though it was going to storm. I mentioned this to Hermione.
ÒHey, Hermione.Ó I said
Hermione turned to look at me. ÒWhat?Ó
ÒDo you think itÕs going to rain? Because it sure looks like it.Ó
ÒYeah, it probably will. but itÕs no big deal, really. I just feel sorry for the quidditch players!Ó Hermione smile.
ÒYeah, me too,Ó I said, as Hermione and I took our seats. ÒI just hope nothing happens to Harry.Ó
ÒSo do I.Ó Hermione replied, but then she smiled again. ÒSpeaking of Harry.... HowÕs it going between you two?Ó
ÒPretty good. He kissed me again last night when you werenÕt looking.Ó
Hermione had started to say something, but right then the quidditch game started.
The game was going very well. Gryffindor was in the lead with 80 points, while Slytherin had only 20 points. Harry suddenly went into a spectacular dive towards the snitch. Hermione and I were cheering for him, along with the entire school, except for the Slytherins. The exact moment Harry had caught the snitch, two things happened, at the exact same time. A bolt of lightning came down from the sky and hit HarryÕs broom. A bludger collided with HarryÕs head. He fell off of his broom, and landed, unconcious, onto the quidditch pitch 20 feet below.
Hermione and I screamed, and we rushed down towards the unconcious Harry. When we got there, we found the Gryffindor quidditch team, Dumbledore, Hagrid, and Professor McGonagall.
All the girls around Harry were looking scared. Ron was looking sick, and I saw that Ginny was crying. Then Hermione and I got tears in our eyes.
ÒEveryone, please remain as calm as you can.Ósaid Dumbledore. ÒThis has been a terrible accident.Ó Then he added to McGonagall. ÒHarry needs to go to the hospital wing immediately.
Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at Harry and muttered something, and he floated into the air, like he was on an invisible stretcher. Hermione, Ginny Ron and I followed her.
ÒProfessor, is Harry going to be all right?Ó Ron asked
ÒI hope so, Mr. Weasley.Ó she replied, and fell silent.
We reach the hospital wing, and Professor McGonagall gently placed Harry on one of the beds. Right then, Madam Pomfrey came bustling out.
ÒI saw the whole thing from the window!Ó she said. ÒIt was awful.Ó Then she turned to us. ÒYou lot, go back to your house. IÕm going to need all the concentration and potions I have to make this poor boy better again.Ó
And with that, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and I all headed towards The Gryffindor common room, not even stopping at the Great Hall for some lunch
Saturday, September 17, 1998
Hello, HarryÕs Diary. My name is Natalie. IÕm sure Harry has told you about me, and I hope he doesnÕt mind that IÕm writing in you...IÕm just writing to say that a horrible thing has happened!
When we all were going down to the quidditch pitch this morning to watch the game, I felt a drop of rain on my face. I looked up, and noticed that it looked as though it was going to storm. I mentioned this to Hermione.
ÒHey, Hermione.Ó I said
Hermione turned to look at me. ÒWhat?Ó
ÒDo you think itÕs going to rain? Because it sure looks like it.Ó
ÒYeah, it probably will. but itÕs no big deal, really. I just feel sorry for the quidditch players!Ó Hermione smile.
ÒYeah, me too,Ó I said, as Hermione and I took our seats. ÒI just hope nothing happens to Harry.Ó
ÒSo do I.Ó Hermione replied, but then she smiled again. ÒSpeaking of Harry.... HowÕs it going between you two?Ó
ÒPretty good. He kissed me again last night when you werenÕt looking.Ó
Hermione had started to say something, but right then the quidditch game started.
The game was going very well. Gryffindor was in the lead with 80 points, while Slytherin had only 20 points. Harry suddenly went into a spectacular dive towards the snitch. Hermione and I were cheering for him, along with the entire school, except for the Slytherins. The exact moment Harry had caught the snitch, two things happened, at the exact same time. A bolt of lightning came down from the sky and hit HarryÕs broom. A bludger collided with HarryÕs head. He fell off of his broom, and landed, unconcious, onto the quidditch pitch 20 feet below.
Hermione and I screamed, and we rushed down towards the unconcious Harry. When we got there, we found the Gryffindor quidditch team, Dumbledore, Hagrid, and Professor McGonagall.
All the girls around Harry were looking scared. Ron was looking sick, and I saw that Ginny was crying. Then Hermione and I got tears in our eyes.
ÒEveryone, please remain as calm as you can.Ósaid Dumbledore. ÒThis has been a terrible accident.Ó Then he added to McGonagall. ÒHarry needs to go to the hospital wing immediately.
Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at Harry and muttered something, and he floated into the air, like he was on an invisible stretcher. Hermione, Ginny Ron and I followed her.
ÒProfessor, is Harry going to be all right?Ó Ron asked
ÒI hope so, Mr. Weasley.Ó she replied, and fell silent.
We reach the hospital wing, and Professor McGonagall gently placed Harry on one of the beds. Right then, Madam Pomfrey came bustling out.
ÒI saw the whole thing from the window!Ó she said. ÒIt was awful.Ó Then she turned to us. ÒYou lot, go back to your house. IÕm going to need all the concentration and potions I have to make this poor boy better again.Ó
And with that, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and I all headed towards The Gryffindor common room, not even stopping at the Great Hall for some lunch