Just writing this one after the last one. Given you no chance to
review.
Maybe I should be cheap like other writers and NOT post chapters until I get reviews...
Just kidding.
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Harry was living in a dream world during the next week. "She said yes, she said yes..." was all he could think of.
"HARRY! PAY ATTENTION!" screamed Ginny.
Harry snapped to attention. He was in the Gryffindor Quidditch team's locker room. He remembered- they were having their match against Ravenclaw today. He had no idea how he was going to catch the snitch with the fact that HE WAS GOING TO GO OUT WITH HERMIONE tomorrow in the back of his mind. Good thing Ginny, who was the new captain and a chaser, was there to keep him on track.
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Hermione looked for a good seat to cheer on her new boyfriend, Harry. She spotted one next to Ron.
Ron, Hermione thought suddenly. He asked her out along with Harry, didn't he? It didn't matter; Ron didn't seem to be taking it hard at all. So, against her better judgment, she decided to sit next to Ron.
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"AAAAANNNDDD THEY'RE OFF!" screamed the new regular commentator, a Gryffindor named Tyrone. "Potter, as seeker, rises above the general crowd, most likely in hot pursuit of the snitch already..."
"The snitch!?" said Harry suddenly. "OH, YEAH!" he hadn't even remembered what he was supposed to do; he was just acting by instinct. That date was really on his mind...
Harry squinted across the huge pitch, searching for the impossibly small object. He felt the Ravenclaw seeker breathing down his neck, and accelerated a bit to get her off of him.
"And it's rookie Sean Harris with the Quaffle for Gryffindor!" shouted Tyrone. "Fakes past one seeker- two! Oh no, the third one collides- no foul, surprisingly, but, YES, Sean regains the Quaffle! A very unskilled tackle by Ravenclaw for sure-,"
"JORDAN, oh, I mean, TYRONE!" shrieked Professor McGonagall. "Please try to comment a bit more unbiased!"
"Fine, professor." Sighed Tyrone.
Sean took the Quaffle closer and closer to the goals, and the Ravenclaw Keeper finally decided to come out to meet him. Big mistake. Sean bolted the Quaffle right past him.
"GOOOOOOOAAAALLLL!!!" screamed Tyrone. "Ten points to Gryffindor!"
Sean grinned, and punched the air happily.
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Harry sighed. Ten minutes of searching, and still no snitch. Gryffindor was leading 100-10, so Harry began to let his mind drift...
"I wonder what she'll wear..." wondered Harry.
Just then, a Bludger nicked him in the head.
"OW!" shouted Harry. "Ow... ouch... oh..." he carefully took one hand off of his broom to feel the lump on his head. It wasn't bleeding...
And then, a SECOND Bludger hit him in the stomach.
That was it for Harry, who was dazed and off-balance. He fell off of his broom, from a full thirty-five feet up.
The crowd screamed, but all Harry could think of was "I'll never see Hermione again..."
But then, only ten feet from the ground, he was caught by the beaters, Yvonne Rex and Gerald Jason.
"T-thanks... guys..." said Harry as the crowd let out a relieved gasp. Harry caught his broom as it slowly descended towards the ground, and mounted it.
"Sorry for letting those get by, Harry." Said Yvonne briskly.
"Yeah." Agreed Sean. "Just go back to catching the snitch!"
Harry gave them a salute, and flew back into the fray. He really needed to pay attention.
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"Go, Harry!" screamed the Gryffindor crowd, along with Tyrone, much to the displeasure of Professor McGonagall. Harry was in hot pursuit of the snitch. The other seeker was coming up to it on the other side, not as fast, but closer.
Harry flattened himself, flying at breakneck speed. He had never traveled this fast since his third year... and it was going to take something not to collide with the other seeker...
But Harry, being an expert seeker, shot right at the snitch, not wavering a bit. The whole crowd gasped- there was no way he'd come out of this alive!
It was make it or break it now. Harry, at the exactly right moment, reached out his hand while making as hard a left as he could with his momentum going forward. He JUST managed to get his fingers on the snitch, and miss the other seeker by inches!
Still shooting forward, Harry got a full grip on the snitch. He had caught it! The game was won!
The whole crowd erupted into cheers, and Harry circled the pitch in a lap of honor, holding the snitch up in triumph.
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This is great, thought Harry. He had caught the Snitch in probably the post exciting catch ever, Gryffindor was now IN THE LEAD in house points, and... of course... he had a date with Hermione tomorrow!
Speaking of Hermione...
"Hermione!" Harry shouted, calling to her in the distance. "HERMIONE! Come here, don't you want to celebrate?" but Hermione wasn't coming, she seemed not to hear him.
Confused, Harry ran up to her. "Hermione, come on, we have a date tomorrow, we won, let's celebrate!"
Hermione turned to Harry and looked into his face. She was... crying!?
"What's wrong?" asked Harry suddenly. Why would she to cry? What reason in the world could there be?
"Harry..." said Hermione, choking back sobs, "I... I'm sorry... but I can't... go out with you.... T-tomorrow."
Harry's heart fell. "W-why? Maybe another day?"
"NO!" screamed Hermione all of a sudden, causing a few people to turn and look at her. "No... Harry..." Hermione sniffed. "I'm sorry... but... we're not working... we CAN'T work out together..."
"WH-what do you mean?" asked Harry, his lip quivering.
"I mean... Harry..." said Hermione, regaining her composure, "We're done."
Done before they started.
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Yes, a cliffhanger. I know you might hate me for ending there, but don't worry, you'll find out what happens soon enough if you review.
Maybe I should be cheap like other writers and NOT post chapters until I get reviews...
Just kidding.
__________
Harry was living in a dream world during the next week. "She said yes, she said yes..." was all he could think of.
"HARRY! PAY ATTENTION!" screamed Ginny.
Harry snapped to attention. He was in the Gryffindor Quidditch team's locker room. He remembered- they were having their match against Ravenclaw today. He had no idea how he was going to catch the snitch with the fact that HE WAS GOING TO GO OUT WITH HERMIONE tomorrow in the back of his mind. Good thing Ginny, who was the new captain and a chaser, was there to keep him on track.
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Hermione looked for a good seat to cheer on her new boyfriend, Harry. She spotted one next to Ron.
Ron, Hermione thought suddenly. He asked her out along with Harry, didn't he? It didn't matter; Ron didn't seem to be taking it hard at all. So, against her better judgment, she decided to sit next to Ron.
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"AAAAANNNDDD THEY'RE OFF!" screamed the new regular commentator, a Gryffindor named Tyrone. "Potter, as seeker, rises above the general crowd, most likely in hot pursuit of the snitch already..."
"The snitch!?" said Harry suddenly. "OH, YEAH!" he hadn't even remembered what he was supposed to do; he was just acting by instinct. That date was really on his mind...
Harry squinted across the huge pitch, searching for the impossibly small object. He felt the Ravenclaw seeker breathing down his neck, and accelerated a bit to get her off of him.
"And it's rookie Sean Harris with the Quaffle for Gryffindor!" shouted Tyrone. "Fakes past one seeker- two! Oh no, the third one collides- no foul, surprisingly, but, YES, Sean regains the Quaffle! A very unskilled tackle by Ravenclaw for sure-,"
"JORDAN, oh, I mean, TYRONE!" shrieked Professor McGonagall. "Please try to comment a bit more unbiased!"
"Fine, professor." Sighed Tyrone.
Sean took the Quaffle closer and closer to the goals, and the Ravenclaw Keeper finally decided to come out to meet him. Big mistake. Sean bolted the Quaffle right past him.
"GOOOOOOOAAAALLLL!!!" screamed Tyrone. "Ten points to Gryffindor!"
Sean grinned, and punched the air happily.
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Harry sighed. Ten minutes of searching, and still no snitch. Gryffindor was leading 100-10, so Harry began to let his mind drift...
"I wonder what she'll wear..." wondered Harry.
Just then, a Bludger nicked him in the head.
"OW!" shouted Harry. "Ow... ouch... oh..." he carefully took one hand off of his broom to feel the lump on his head. It wasn't bleeding...
And then, a SECOND Bludger hit him in the stomach.
That was it for Harry, who was dazed and off-balance. He fell off of his broom, from a full thirty-five feet up.
The crowd screamed, but all Harry could think of was "I'll never see Hermione again..."
But then, only ten feet from the ground, he was caught by the beaters, Yvonne Rex and Gerald Jason.
"T-thanks... guys..." said Harry as the crowd let out a relieved gasp. Harry caught his broom as it slowly descended towards the ground, and mounted it.
"Sorry for letting those get by, Harry." Said Yvonne briskly.
"Yeah." Agreed Sean. "Just go back to catching the snitch!"
Harry gave them a salute, and flew back into the fray. He really needed to pay attention.
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"Go, Harry!" screamed the Gryffindor crowd, along with Tyrone, much to the displeasure of Professor McGonagall. Harry was in hot pursuit of the snitch. The other seeker was coming up to it on the other side, not as fast, but closer.
Harry flattened himself, flying at breakneck speed. He had never traveled this fast since his third year... and it was going to take something not to collide with the other seeker...
But Harry, being an expert seeker, shot right at the snitch, not wavering a bit. The whole crowd gasped- there was no way he'd come out of this alive!
It was make it or break it now. Harry, at the exactly right moment, reached out his hand while making as hard a left as he could with his momentum going forward. He JUST managed to get his fingers on the snitch, and miss the other seeker by inches!
Still shooting forward, Harry got a full grip on the snitch. He had caught it! The game was won!
The whole crowd erupted into cheers, and Harry circled the pitch in a lap of honor, holding the snitch up in triumph.
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This is great, thought Harry. He had caught the Snitch in probably the post exciting catch ever, Gryffindor was now IN THE LEAD in house points, and... of course... he had a date with Hermione tomorrow!
Speaking of Hermione...
"Hermione!" Harry shouted, calling to her in the distance. "HERMIONE! Come here, don't you want to celebrate?" but Hermione wasn't coming, she seemed not to hear him.
Confused, Harry ran up to her. "Hermione, come on, we have a date tomorrow, we won, let's celebrate!"
Hermione turned to Harry and looked into his face. She was... crying!?
"What's wrong?" asked Harry suddenly. Why would she to cry? What reason in the world could there be?
"Harry..." said Hermione, choking back sobs, "I... I'm sorry... but I can't... go out with you.... T-tomorrow."
Harry's heart fell. "W-why? Maybe another day?"
"NO!" screamed Hermione all of a sudden, causing a few people to turn and look at her. "No... Harry..." Hermione sniffed. "I'm sorry... but... we're not working... we CAN'T work out together..."
"WH-what do you mean?" asked Harry, his lip quivering.
"I mean... Harry..." said Hermione, regaining her composure, "We're done."
Done before they started.
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Yes, a cliffhanger. I know you might hate me for ending there, but don't worry, you'll find out what happens soon enough if you review.