OK, I was kinda busy this week because it was two of my friends birthday's
and I had to buy the gits presents and I had a couple of tests at school.
(Computing= B Geography= 1) aren't I just skillfull ?
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Chapter Five:
James woke up the next day, very tired, only to find his back aching immensely. He climbed out of his bed to see his friends had already left. He hurried down to the common room to see it nearly deserted. Remus and Sirius, however, were there in a corner talking in whispers. James walked over to them.
"Padfoot, Moony!" he said brightly addressing his friends.
"Oh hey Prongs!" said Sirius. "Took your time, didn't you?"
"Look," whispered Remus to James and Sirius. "I'm sorry, I really am. And I don't ever want to hurt either of you again. I don't want any of you at the shrieking shack next full moon. If you come, I'm afraid I'll have to tell Dumbledore that you three became illegal Animagi."
"See," said Sirius grimly turning to James. "He's trying to play the hero by being alone. I already told him we wouldn't care if he tells Dumbledore."
"James, please, talk some sense into him." Said Remus pleadingly.
"You know, Padfoot, I think that's the most brilliant idea you've ever had." Said James completely ignoring Remus.
"You know, I am serious and no Padfoot I didn't say Sirius," Remus remarked.
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" asked Sirius casually. "Off to Dumbledore, lead the way Prongs."
"Yes lets go Padfoot," said James making for the portrait hole. "Coming Moony?" Remus just stood there looking at his best friends. They would risk being expelled for him, even risk Azkaban for him, and yet he was scared of giving them a little bite? 'A little bite that could ruin their lives,' said a sly voice in Remus' head. He sighed in exasperation.
"Fine!" he said sourly. "Fine, you win! You can come along with me if you are that desperate."
"Then it's a date!" said Sirius finding his old grin. "Now before I starve, can we go down to breakfast?"
***
The next few weeks past like any usual term at Hogwarts. Snape stopped following the Marauder's around and was completely ignoring them. James for the first time in his years at Hogwarts was feeling the strain of homework. Even Sirius, who never had any homework problems, could be found up at eleven in the night finishing the set assignments.
The next full moon came and went; this time the Marauder's explored the inner section of the forbidden forest. Sirius also had the idea of creating a map. A map that would pass on all of the knowledge and 'wisdom' that the foursome had gathered: to the later generations.
The quidditch match against Hufflepuff was the day after Halloween. Much to Sirius' displeasure James was having the team out for daily practices. It was Saturday, at noon, and the Gryffindor team had just finished an exhausting training session.
"Hey watch it!" said someone from behind James as he was walking to the great hall.
"Oh sorry," said James turning around. Lily Evans was looking at him suspiciously with her hands on her hips.
"Alright there Evans?" James asked smiling pleasantly. "Why so cheery today?"
"Because I was looking for someone," said Lily her eyes narrowing.
"Who?" asked James, hoping he could help.
"You, Potter," Said Lily staring at him. "And don't let that get to your head, McGonagoll wants us."
"Oh," said James crestfallen. Lily led the way to McGonnagol's office. After five minutes of walking she and James stopped in front of a wooden door. Lily knocked.
"Enter," said McGonnagol's voice. James followed Lily through the door and entered a small room with a large Gryffindor banner in it.
"Sit!" said McGonagoll pointing to the chairs in front of her desk. "Now, I am very sure student as intellectual as yourselves would have heard of this new dark wizard, Voldemort?" Lily shuddered at the mention of the name, James just looked up frowning slightly.
"Yeah we have," Said James slightly angrily.
"Well he has attacked a lot of the families of the students that come to this school. And well I thought, given if it's ok with you, that this year's senior dance be turned into a school dance, for fourth year and upward. To keep the student's morale high. So what do you think?" Finished McGonagoll. Looking from James to Lily.
"Yeah, I think it's a cool idea," said James, he wasn't too bothered about fourth years coming. The girl he wanted to ask was in seventh year, but would she come with him? 'Fat chance' thought James smiling sadly.
"Yes Professor," said Lily, wishing James wouldn't begin to bombard her with the same stupid question; 'Wanna come to the ball with me Evans?'
"Excellent, and Potter, Good luck with the quidditch on Sunday." Said McGonagoll as the two heads left the room.
"So, you coming to the game Evans?" asked James taking a brave stab at trying to start a conversation.
"Yeah, I am, and I do hope we win," said Lily. "Black told me Hufflepuff have a good team this year."
"Nah!" said James overconfidently. "They don't stand a ghost of a chance." James and Lily continued to talk about quidditch and the subject carried them into the great hall.
"Yo Prongs!" James turned around to see Sirius and the other two Marauders running towards him.
"What Padfoot," said James startled.
"Erm. If the good lady Evans will excuse us," said Sirius bowing in Lily's direction.
"I had no intention of staying anyway, Black!" said Lily annoyed and she stormed of to join Em and Helen in the entrance hall.
"Such a nice girl," said Sirius shaking his head. "She'll make a nice sister in law some day. OW! Watch it Prongs." James who had just punched Sirius on his left arm, looked at his three friends and asked:
"What is it?"
"Well aren't you coming to Hogsmeade with us," asked Peter.
"No Wormtail, he's ditching us for darling Lily," said Sirius ducking as James made to punch him again.
"Padfoot!" said Remus eyeing Sirius warningly. "Prongs just ignore him. So you coming with us? You know it's nice going there when we aren't under that stupid cloak."
"Yeah, sure, lets go before all the carriages are taken," said James leading his friends out of the entrance hall and down the fields to the awaiting horseless carriages. They gave their names to Filch, the caretaker, and climbed into an empty carriage.
***
"So Lily," said Em as, Lily, herself and Helen stepped into Hogsmeade high street. "What were you and Potter talking about?"
"Just quidditch and he wasn't being bigheaded about it for once," answered Lily carelessly.
"I don't know about you two," said Helen. "But I'm going to have a butterbeer, coming?" So the three girls made their way down to the Three Broomsticks. They sat down at a wooden table not far from a group of Slytherins they always avoided. Helen went over to Madam Rosmerta, bought three butterbeers and made her way back to Lily and Em.
"Mudblood!" a deep voice coughed from a few tabled away. Em and Helen made to get up.
"No!" hissed Lily. "Don't! They just need a reason to annoy us!" Helen slowly sat down but Em stood standing.
"A reason to annoy us?" she asked. "Lily they aren't just insulting Muggle- borns, they're also disgracing the purebloods!"
"Does it matter?" said Lily heatedly. Helen sensing danger quickly stepped in.
"Drop it you two!" She said looking from one to the other. "C'mon lets go," she finished hoping the Slytherins wouldn't follow. But she hoped in vain. As soon as the three friends had left the three broomsticks the Slytherins made to follow them.
"MUDBLOOD! Hey MUDBLOOD!" said one of the Slytherin girls. Lily closed her eyes and kept walking. "MUD-," but the word wasn't finished. Curious Lily turned around to see what had happened. It was Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew. Both had their wands out. A Slytherin girl with long black hair was lying on the ground, unconscious.
"Snivellus," said Sirius with a grin, eyeing Severus Snape with every sign of dislike. "Sorry but tell your little girlfriend we don't approve of bad language." The Slytherins cornered the two boys. People started to gather around to see what was going on. Sirius let out a loud laugh like a bark. He jabbed his wand in the air but his words were drowned out by a loud blast. The Slytherins were sent twenty feet backwards. Peter and Sirius roared with laughter. Sirius advanced slowly on his prey and the Slytherins ran for it.
"Petrificus Totulus!" Sirius bellowed his wand pointed at Snape. Snape froze as all his housemates deserted him. Sirius' grin widened. Peter was crying with laughter.
"Now, lets see," said Sirius thoughtfully. "Ah yes of course, Incendio!" A jet of orange light erupted from Sirius' wand and raced towards Snape.
"Protego!" Yelled two male voices. Sirius' spell flew harmlessly into the air. Lily who had her wand uselessly in her pocket was glad to see someone had the sense to put a stop to the bullying. Her sense of relief turned into disbelief when she turned around and saw James Potter and Remus Lupin with their wands out and both glaring at Sirius coldly.
"Padfoot," said James in little louder than a whisper. "You do recall the talk we had about Snivellus, don't you?"
"Or did you forget what happened last month," hissed Remus glaring at one of his best friends. Sirius' defiant look turned into one of embarrassment.
"But he was hassling Evans!" said Sirius defensively; avoiding James and Remus' eyes.
"Evans isn't your baby sister," said James coldly. "She can take care of herself," he finished glancing at Lily for a moment.
"Wormtail! Padfoot! Come on! Lets go," said Remus his voice now filled with bitter sadness. Sirius and Peter followed James and Remus away from the large crowd that had gathered to watch. They roamed around Hogsmeade in near silence and when evening came made their way up to the castle.
The Halloween feast was a brilliant occasion for a bit of Marauder action but that night none of the four felt up to it. James and Sirius didn't talk to each other and Remus just looked at his plate all night without touching its contents once. After the feast the Marauders silently made their way up to Gryffindor tower and fell asleep almost immediately.
***
It was Sunday and everyone at Hogwarts was looking forward to the quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. James woke up rather early and went down to the common room to re-check his tactics. He spent the hours until daybreak adjusting the strategies and polishing his broom. As eager Gryffindor began to make his or her way to the common room James found himself being patted on the back by almost everyone who passed near him. Deciding he couldn't concentrate due to the noise level, James went down to the great hall for some breakfast.
James quickly wolfed down some breakfast and thought it was best if he went down to the quidditch pitch. It was a clear sunny day outside, only a small wisp of cloud in the distance. Breathing in the fresh morning air James paced down to the changing room and began to wait for his team. After an hour or so Sirius, followed by two fifth year girls came bustling into the changing room. He looked at James, nervously and said:
"Um I'm sorry Prongs," was what James heard. Feeling his anger towards his best friend die away James looked at Sirius and grinned. The two fifth year girls; Laurel Brown and Jenna Watson, both James' fellow chasers, loudly cleared their throats.
"Yes," said James, still grinning. "I think it'd be useless to start without Carlson, Sanders and Hemming." The doors to the changing room burst open; three boys, a third year and two Sixth years walked in.
"Useless to start what without us?" said Hemming, the Sixth year beater. Carlson, the new third year beater just looked nervously at his shoes. Sanders, the sixth year seeker.
"The team tactics," said James coldly hoping Hemming wouldn't receive the team captaincy next year. So James plunged into the tactics he was planning to use against the superior Hufflepuff team. The voices outside grew louder and louder as the stands began to fill up with students from all the houses.
"Just remember, beaters distract and seeker try to end it as soon as you can." Said James as he ushered his team through the tunnel and onto the pitch.
"Now I want a fair game," said Madam Hooch, the recently appointed flying teacher. James pleasantly shook hands with the Hufflepuff captain, Morrison. As soon as he heard Madam Hooch's shrill whistle James climbed onto his Comet-two Sixty, the latest racing broom, and dived for the quaffle. Beating Morrison to the quaffle, James put on a spurt of speed as he raced towards the Hufflepuff end. He passed the ball to Laurel Brown, a chaser; she shot straight at the Hufflepuff keeper. The teams remained deadlocked for some time before Morrison broke past James, thanks to some handy Hufflepuff beater work. Laurel Brown and Jenna Watson fell like rotten fruit, before him. Morrison shot, the young keeper Carlson made a spectacular save but didn't hold onto the quaffle. One of the Hufflepuff Chasers, with short brown hair, scored the rebound with ease.
The Hufflepuffs burst into song as their team rampaged all over a disfunctional Gryffindor front three. James, who was easily the top chaser on the pitch kept battling hard and after an hour had scored eleven times, making the score 260-130. The clear sky was giving way to dark clouds as Hufflepuff scored again. A dark wisp of vapor was moving against the wind, rather fast.
Laurel lost possession again as Hufflepuff scored twice in quick succession. James saw a glint of gold near Morrison's leg, abandoning the quaffle he darted at his seeker. Sanders saw the snitch in the direction James was pointing at. Dodging two bludgers the Gryffindor keeper pelted towards the snitch. He followed the little ball to the top of the stands as they neared the pitch edge. Hufflepuff scored, using the abandoned quaffle James had gifted them with. Sanders unaware of this put his fingers around the snitch.
***
Lily was sitting in the stands with Em and Helen. She was on the edge of her seat. Sanders, the seeker had gone into a spectacular dive fifty yards above the south stand. The Hufflepuffs cheered. Lily turned around to see Morrison had scored again. Several Gryffindors screamed "NO" as Hufflepuff's lead increased to one hundred and sixty points. Sanders didn't hear it.
He still continued to dive. His fingers closed in on the snitch. The Hufflepuff seeker was hopelessly trying to catch him. Just as Sanders touched the snitch, a bang like a gunshot erupted in the stadium. The snitch exploded as the limp from of Sanders was knocked back and landed unceremoniously on the cold ground. His eyes were still open; his hand outstretched and on his face was a look of pained concentration.
Lily and several people nearby screamed. Lily looked up from the dead form of Sanders to see that the faint wisp of cloud she had seen earlier was now clear figures, dressed in dark hovering nearby the Hogwarts quidditch stadium.
***
The end of chapter five. Do you like? PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW. Sorry about the cliffhanger but if u wanna know what happens next you have to REVIEW.
Thanks to all my previous reviewers. I'll thank u personally in next chappie. Remember the more u review the quicker I update. And sorry about the delay!
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW. If u don't review I shall shoot u down with a shotgun.
DISCLAIMER: This is just getting boring, JK rocks, I suck, blah blah blah.
Chapter Five:
James woke up the next day, very tired, only to find his back aching immensely. He climbed out of his bed to see his friends had already left. He hurried down to the common room to see it nearly deserted. Remus and Sirius, however, were there in a corner talking in whispers. James walked over to them.
"Padfoot, Moony!" he said brightly addressing his friends.
"Oh hey Prongs!" said Sirius. "Took your time, didn't you?"
"Look," whispered Remus to James and Sirius. "I'm sorry, I really am. And I don't ever want to hurt either of you again. I don't want any of you at the shrieking shack next full moon. If you come, I'm afraid I'll have to tell Dumbledore that you three became illegal Animagi."
"See," said Sirius grimly turning to James. "He's trying to play the hero by being alone. I already told him we wouldn't care if he tells Dumbledore."
"James, please, talk some sense into him." Said Remus pleadingly.
"You know, Padfoot, I think that's the most brilliant idea you've ever had." Said James completely ignoring Remus.
"You know, I am serious and no Padfoot I didn't say Sirius," Remus remarked.
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" asked Sirius casually. "Off to Dumbledore, lead the way Prongs."
"Yes lets go Padfoot," said James making for the portrait hole. "Coming Moony?" Remus just stood there looking at his best friends. They would risk being expelled for him, even risk Azkaban for him, and yet he was scared of giving them a little bite? 'A little bite that could ruin their lives,' said a sly voice in Remus' head. He sighed in exasperation.
"Fine!" he said sourly. "Fine, you win! You can come along with me if you are that desperate."
"Then it's a date!" said Sirius finding his old grin. "Now before I starve, can we go down to breakfast?"
***
The next few weeks past like any usual term at Hogwarts. Snape stopped following the Marauder's around and was completely ignoring them. James for the first time in his years at Hogwarts was feeling the strain of homework. Even Sirius, who never had any homework problems, could be found up at eleven in the night finishing the set assignments.
The next full moon came and went; this time the Marauder's explored the inner section of the forbidden forest. Sirius also had the idea of creating a map. A map that would pass on all of the knowledge and 'wisdom' that the foursome had gathered: to the later generations.
The quidditch match against Hufflepuff was the day after Halloween. Much to Sirius' displeasure James was having the team out for daily practices. It was Saturday, at noon, and the Gryffindor team had just finished an exhausting training session.
"Hey watch it!" said someone from behind James as he was walking to the great hall.
"Oh sorry," said James turning around. Lily Evans was looking at him suspiciously with her hands on her hips.
"Alright there Evans?" James asked smiling pleasantly. "Why so cheery today?"
"Because I was looking for someone," said Lily her eyes narrowing.
"Who?" asked James, hoping he could help.
"You, Potter," Said Lily staring at him. "And don't let that get to your head, McGonagoll wants us."
"Oh," said James crestfallen. Lily led the way to McGonnagol's office. After five minutes of walking she and James stopped in front of a wooden door. Lily knocked.
"Enter," said McGonnagol's voice. James followed Lily through the door and entered a small room with a large Gryffindor banner in it.
"Sit!" said McGonagoll pointing to the chairs in front of her desk. "Now, I am very sure student as intellectual as yourselves would have heard of this new dark wizard, Voldemort?" Lily shuddered at the mention of the name, James just looked up frowning slightly.
"Yeah we have," Said James slightly angrily.
"Well he has attacked a lot of the families of the students that come to this school. And well I thought, given if it's ok with you, that this year's senior dance be turned into a school dance, for fourth year and upward. To keep the student's morale high. So what do you think?" Finished McGonagoll. Looking from James to Lily.
"Yeah, I think it's a cool idea," said James, he wasn't too bothered about fourth years coming. The girl he wanted to ask was in seventh year, but would she come with him? 'Fat chance' thought James smiling sadly.
"Yes Professor," said Lily, wishing James wouldn't begin to bombard her with the same stupid question; 'Wanna come to the ball with me Evans?'
"Excellent, and Potter, Good luck with the quidditch on Sunday." Said McGonagoll as the two heads left the room.
"So, you coming to the game Evans?" asked James taking a brave stab at trying to start a conversation.
"Yeah, I am, and I do hope we win," said Lily. "Black told me Hufflepuff have a good team this year."
"Nah!" said James overconfidently. "They don't stand a ghost of a chance." James and Lily continued to talk about quidditch and the subject carried them into the great hall.
"Yo Prongs!" James turned around to see Sirius and the other two Marauders running towards him.
"What Padfoot," said James startled.
"Erm. If the good lady Evans will excuse us," said Sirius bowing in Lily's direction.
"I had no intention of staying anyway, Black!" said Lily annoyed and she stormed of to join Em and Helen in the entrance hall.
"Such a nice girl," said Sirius shaking his head. "She'll make a nice sister in law some day. OW! Watch it Prongs." James who had just punched Sirius on his left arm, looked at his three friends and asked:
"What is it?"
"Well aren't you coming to Hogsmeade with us," asked Peter.
"No Wormtail, he's ditching us for darling Lily," said Sirius ducking as James made to punch him again.
"Padfoot!" said Remus eyeing Sirius warningly. "Prongs just ignore him. So you coming with us? You know it's nice going there when we aren't under that stupid cloak."
"Yeah, sure, lets go before all the carriages are taken," said James leading his friends out of the entrance hall and down the fields to the awaiting horseless carriages. They gave their names to Filch, the caretaker, and climbed into an empty carriage.
***
"So Lily," said Em as, Lily, herself and Helen stepped into Hogsmeade high street. "What were you and Potter talking about?"
"Just quidditch and he wasn't being bigheaded about it for once," answered Lily carelessly.
"I don't know about you two," said Helen. "But I'm going to have a butterbeer, coming?" So the three girls made their way down to the Three Broomsticks. They sat down at a wooden table not far from a group of Slytherins they always avoided. Helen went over to Madam Rosmerta, bought three butterbeers and made her way back to Lily and Em.
"Mudblood!" a deep voice coughed from a few tabled away. Em and Helen made to get up.
"No!" hissed Lily. "Don't! They just need a reason to annoy us!" Helen slowly sat down but Em stood standing.
"A reason to annoy us?" she asked. "Lily they aren't just insulting Muggle- borns, they're also disgracing the purebloods!"
"Does it matter?" said Lily heatedly. Helen sensing danger quickly stepped in.
"Drop it you two!" She said looking from one to the other. "C'mon lets go," she finished hoping the Slytherins wouldn't follow. But she hoped in vain. As soon as the three friends had left the three broomsticks the Slytherins made to follow them.
"MUDBLOOD! Hey MUDBLOOD!" said one of the Slytherin girls. Lily closed her eyes and kept walking. "MUD-," but the word wasn't finished. Curious Lily turned around to see what had happened. It was Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew. Both had their wands out. A Slytherin girl with long black hair was lying on the ground, unconscious.
"Snivellus," said Sirius with a grin, eyeing Severus Snape with every sign of dislike. "Sorry but tell your little girlfriend we don't approve of bad language." The Slytherins cornered the two boys. People started to gather around to see what was going on. Sirius let out a loud laugh like a bark. He jabbed his wand in the air but his words were drowned out by a loud blast. The Slytherins were sent twenty feet backwards. Peter and Sirius roared with laughter. Sirius advanced slowly on his prey and the Slytherins ran for it.
"Petrificus Totulus!" Sirius bellowed his wand pointed at Snape. Snape froze as all his housemates deserted him. Sirius' grin widened. Peter was crying with laughter.
"Now, lets see," said Sirius thoughtfully. "Ah yes of course, Incendio!" A jet of orange light erupted from Sirius' wand and raced towards Snape.
"Protego!" Yelled two male voices. Sirius' spell flew harmlessly into the air. Lily who had her wand uselessly in her pocket was glad to see someone had the sense to put a stop to the bullying. Her sense of relief turned into disbelief when she turned around and saw James Potter and Remus Lupin with their wands out and both glaring at Sirius coldly.
"Padfoot," said James in little louder than a whisper. "You do recall the talk we had about Snivellus, don't you?"
"Or did you forget what happened last month," hissed Remus glaring at one of his best friends. Sirius' defiant look turned into one of embarrassment.
"But he was hassling Evans!" said Sirius defensively; avoiding James and Remus' eyes.
"Evans isn't your baby sister," said James coldly. "She can take care of herself," he finished glancing at Lily for a moment.
"Wormtail! Padfoot! Come on! Lets go," said Remus his voice now filled with bitter sadness. Sirius and Peter followed James and Remus away from the large crowd that had gathered to watch. They roamed around Hogsmeade in near silence and when evening came made their way up to the castle.
The Halloween feast was a brilliant occasion for a bit of Marauder action but that night none of the four felt up to it. James and Sirius didn't talk to each other and Remus just looked at his plate all night without touching its contents once. After the feast the Marauders silently made their way up to Gryffindor tower and fell asleep almost immediately.
***
It was Sunday and everyone at Hogwarts was looking forward to the quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. James woke up rather early and went down to the common room to re-check his tactics. He spent the hours until daybreak adjusting the strategies and polishing his broom. As eager Gryffindor began to make his or her way to the common room James found himself being patted on the back by almost everyone who passed near him. Deciding he couldn't concentrate due to the noise level, James went down to the great hall for some breakfast.
James quickly wolfed down some breakfast and thought it was best if he went down to the quidditch pitch. It was a clear sunny day outside, only a small wisp of cloud in the distance. Breathing in the fresh morning air James paced down to the changing room and began to wait for his team. After an hour or so Sirius, followed by two fifth year girls came bustling into the changing room. He looked at James, nervously and said:
"Um I'm sorry Prongs," was what James heard. Feeling his anger towards his best friend die away James looked at Sirius and grinned. The two fifth year girls; Laurel Brown and Jenna Watson, both James' fellow chasers, loudly cleared their throats.
"Yes," said James, still grinning. "I think it'd be useless to start without Carlson, Sanders and Hemming." The doors to the changing room burst open; three boys, a third year and two Sixth years walked in.
"Useless to start what without us?" said Hemming, the Sixth year beater. Carlson, the new third year beater just looked nervously at his shoes. Sanders, the sixth year seeker.
"The team tactics," said James coldly hoping Hemming wouldn't receive the team captaincy next year. So James plunged into the tactics he was planning to use against the superior Hufflepuff team. The voices outside grew louder and louder as the stands began to fill up with students from all the houses.
"Just remember, beaters distract and seeker try to end it as soon as you can." Said James as he ushered his team through the tunnel and onto the pitch.
"Now I want a fair game," said Madam Hooch, the recently appointed flying teacher. James pleasantly shook hands with the Hufflepuff captain, Morrison. As soon as he heard Madam Hooch's shrill whistle James climbed onto his Comet-two Sixty, the latest racing broom, and dived for the quaffle. Beating Morrison to the quaffle, James put on a spurt of speed as he raced towards the Hufflepuff end. He passed the ball to Laurel Brown, a chaser; she shot straight at the Hufflepuff keeper. The teams remained deadlocked for some time before Morrison broke past James, thanks to some handy Hufflepuff beater work. Laurel Brown and Jenna Watson fell like rotten fruit, before him. Morrison shot, the young keeper Carlson made a spectacular save but didn't hold onto the quaffle. One of the Hufflepuff Chasers, with short brown hair, scored the rebound with ease.
The Hufflepuffs burst into song as their team rampaged all over a disfunctional Gryffindor front three. James, who was easily the top chaser on the pitch kept battling hard and after an hour had scored eleven times, making the score 260-130. The clear sky was giving way to dark clouds as Hufflepuff scored again. A dark wisp of vapor was moving against the wind, rather fast.
Laurel lost possession again as Hufflepuff scored twice in quick succession. James saw a glint of gold near Morrison's leg, abandoning the quaffle he darted at his seeker. Sanders saw the snitch in the direction James was pointing at. Dodging two bludgers the Gryffindor keeper pelted towards the snitch. He followed the little ball to the top of the stands as they neared the pitch edge. Hufflepuff scored, using the abandoned quaffle James had gifted them with. Sanders unaware of this put his fingers around the snitch.
***
Lily was sitting in the stands with Em and Helen. She was on the edge of her seat. Sanders, the seeker had gone into a spectacular dive fifty yards above the south stand. The Hufflepuffs cheered. Lily turned around to see Morrison had scored again. Several Gryffindors screamed "NO" as Hufflepuff's lead increased to one hundred and sixty points. Sanders didn't hear it.
He still continued to dive. His fingers closed in on the snitch. The Hufflepuff seeker was hopelessly trying to catch him. Just as Sanders touched the snitch, a bang like a gunshot erupted in the stadium. The snitch exploded as the limp from of Sanders was knocked back and landed unceremoniously on the cold ground. His eyes were still open; his hand outstretched and on his face was a look of pained concentration.
Lily and several people nearby screamed. Lily looked up from the dead form of Sanders to see that the faint wisp of cloud she had seen earlier was now clear figures, dressed in dark hovering nearby the Hogwarts quidditch stadium.
***
The end of chapter five. Do you like? PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW. Sorry about the cliffhanger but if u wanna know what happens next you have to REVIEW.
Thanks to all my previous reviewers. I'll thank u personally in next chappie. Remember the more u review the quicker I update. And sorry about the delay!