Author: CelestialDrgn, aka Celeste
Rating: PG-13
Category: AU
Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me, so don't sue! All you'll get is pocket lint. All my money goes towards my anime and Harry Potter possessions. Harry Potter is owned, however, by J. K. Rowling, Scholastic, Bloomsbury, and Raincoast Books publishing companies. None of the characters are mine, only the idea of my story, which is taken from real- life events. This is a work in progress, and is my first HP fanfic (that I will attempt to finish.) Send all comments/suggestions/flames to padfootmoonbellsouth.net.
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A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes (1/?)
The sun was shining brilliantly on the Scottish moors of Hogwarts. Brightly coloured banners rustled in the breeze addressing the four houses of Hogwarts: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Today marked the final Quidditch game of the school year, and the winner would hold the Quidditch Cup. The playing teams were Gryffindor and Slytherin, the centuries long rivals. The whole school was gathered in the stands of the Quidditch pitch, chattering away enthusiastically. One Harry Potter, a fifth year Gryffindor Seeker, fed off of the crowd's energy.
Harry rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Ron, this is great! Whomever wins this game wins the House Cup!"
His redheaded companion nodded in agreement.
"We're going to beat those annoying gits," the youngest Weasley boy responded. "Especially Malfoy. Slytherin may have speed, but they lack skill. You will catch the Snitch in no time," he said while putting on his Quidditch gear. Ron was the new Keeper, as Oliver Wood had graduated the year before. The Chasers, Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson, the new captain, were Seventh Years while Katie Bell was a Sixth Year. Fred and George, the Weasley twins and Ron's older brothers, were the Gryffindor Beaters playing their last game of Quidditch for Hogwarts.
The Twins let off a round of Filibuster's Wet-Start fireworks, and Harry and Ron ducked quickly into the shower room. Angelina walked briskly into the boy's locker room. Fred and George laughed, watching as the fireworks bounced off the walls and floor, then shot up to the ceiling.
"WHAT is going on in here?" the Seventh Year captain asked.
The fireworks died off, and the Harry and Ron peeked out of their hiding places. George put on a charming smile.
"Oh, nothing 'Lina, just pre-game celebration!"
Fred nodded.
Angelina assumed an air reminiscent of Oliver.
"What have I told you about being cocky before a major game?!"
The Twins, normally unfazed by screaming teachers, were chastised by Angelina.
"Sorry," they muttered.
Angelina looked around at the male players. "Come on, it's time for the game."
The boys took their gear and joined with the remaining two members of the team. Together, they walked down the path to the East Quidditch tower. The team assembled into the stuffy room and assumed their order in which they would fly out into the field. They could hear the muffled sounds of the crowd, and suddenly Lee Jordan's amplified voice.
"Welcome all to the final game for the Quidditch Cup!"
The student body roared with excitement. Harry looked at Ron and smiled. Ron gave him a thumb's up.
"Now, we will introduce the teams!" The door of the tower they occupied opened, revealing the students and faculty to them. The team mounted their brooms. "Gryffindor!"
The cheers doubled as the Gryffindor team flew out in a 'v' formation and circled the pitch. Three-quarters of the students waved red and gold banners while only Slytherin supported their own house.
"Slytherin!" announced Lee Jordan.
Slytherin house cheered while the other three houses booed and hissed as the opposing team circled the stadium, led by Draco Malfoy, the team captain and Seeker.
Both teams circled the pitch and met in the middle, forming a circle there also. Madam Hooch walked onto the field and looked up at both teams. "Play fairly, all of you. I will not hesitate to call a foul, so don't try any cheat moves." She then opened the box containing the Quidditch balls, and released the Bludgers and the Snitch.
"Remember, the Snitch can be caught only by the Seekers. Once the Snitch is captured, that team receives one hundred fifty points and ends the game," commented Lee Jordan. Madam Hooch looked at the teams once more, then tossed up the Quaffle. Immediately the chasers on both teams swooped in and Slytherin gained possession of the ball. Students from Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor hissed while Slytherin students cheered on their housemates. The Slytherin chaser aimed the ball at the lower of the three golden hoops, but Ron caught the Quaffle just in time. He tossed the Quaffle to Katie as he ducked from a Bludger that was hit toward him.
The game progressed as Gryffindor and Slytherin took turns leading, every other goal made tying the game. After an hour and a half, the game was tied 80-80, Slytherin in possession. Harry and Draco had yet to find the Snitch. Harry looked at Draco from the corner of his eye. His shoulder length platinum blonde hair was tied in a low ponytail, and he seemed intent on spotting the little golden winged ball before Harry. Suddenly, Harry saw the Snitch hovering behind Draco. He shot towards Draco, who turned and managed to dodge Harry as he blew past him. Draco was quickly on his tail, and followed Harry as he chased the Snitch. The students were getting into the game almost as badly as the fans of the English soccer team. Almost.
Both Seekers were catching up with the small ball. Draco and Harry were side-by-side, and Draco tried to push Harry into one of the viewing towers. Harry dove down the next time Draco nudged him in the side, and Draco veered off to the side, caught off guard by Harry's stunt. Harry sped up to the Snitch and reached out, his fingers brushing the little golden ball. Suddenly, a Bludger hit him in the back, and he pitched forward off of his broom and started falling forty feet. He was barely aware of a ball fluttering in his hand until all went black.
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A. N.- Yes, know that scene is very, very common if the author's intention is to make a person go into a different dimension. I myself have read several fics that have that in them, and both were very well written. Considering this is my first fic, I doubt it'll be as good as ones you've read before. I'm kind of using this as a form of therapeutic healing because I now have to play nurse for my Grandpa who has lung cancer. It's really hard on me since I have been fortunate enough to not experience a serious illness or death of a family member in my life. So, bear with me if you decide to continue reading later chapters.
-Celeste
Rating: PG-13
Category: AU
Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me, so don't sue! All you'll get is pocket lint. All my money goes towards my anime and Harry Potter possessions. Harry Potter is owned, however, by J. K. Rowling, Scholastic, Bloomsbury, and Raincoast Books publishing companies. None of the characters are mine, only the idea of my story, which is taken from real- life events. This is a work in progress, and is my first HP fanfic (that I will attempt to finish.) Send all comments/suggestions/flames to padfootmoonbellsouth.net.
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A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes (1/?)
The sun was shining brilliantly on the Scottish moors of Hogwarts. Brightly coloured banners rustled in the breeze addressing the four houses of Hogwarts: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Today marked the final Quidditch game of the school year, and the winner would hold the Quidditch Cup. The playing teams were Gryffindor and Slytherin, the centuries long rivals. The whole school was gathered in the stands of the Quidditch pitch, chattering away enthusiastically. One Harry Potter, a fifth year Gryffindor Seeker, fed off of the crowd's energy.
Harry rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Ron, this is great! Whomever wins this game wins the House Cup!"
His redheaded companion nodded in agreement.
"We're going to beat those annoying gits," the youngest Weasley boy responded. "Especially Malfoy. Slytherin may have speed, but they lack skill. You will catch the Snitch in no time," he said while putting on his Quidditch gear. Ron was the new Keeper, as Oliver Wood had graduated the year before. The Chasers, Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson, the new captain, were Seventh Years while Katie Bell was a Sixth Year. Fred and George, the Weasley twins and Ron's older brothers, were the Gryffindor Beaters playing their last game of Quidditch for Hogwarts.
The Twins let off a round of Filibuster's Wet-Start fireworks, and Harry and Ron ducked quickly into the shower room. Angelina walked briskly into the boy's locker room. Fred and George laughed, watching as the fireworks bounced off the walls and floor, then shot up to the ceiling.
"WHAT is going on in here?" the Seventh Year captain asked.
The fireworks died off, and the Harry and Ron peeked out of their hiding places. George put on a charming smile.
"Oh, nothing 'Lina, just pre-game celebration!"
Fred nodded.
Angelina assumed an air reminiscent of Oliver.
"What have I told you about being cocky before a major game?!"
The Twins, normally unfazed by screaming teachers, were chastised by Angelina.
"Sorry," they muttered.
Angelina looked around at the male players. "Come on, it's time for the game."
The boys took their gear and joined with the remaining two members of the team. Together, they walked down the path to the East Quidditch tower. The team assembled into the stuffy room and assumed their order in which they would fly out into the field. They could hear the muffled sounds of the crowd, and suddenly Lee Jordan's amplified voice.
"Welcome all to the final game for the Quidditch Cup!"
The student body roared with excitement. Harry looked at Ron and smiled. Ron gave him a thumb's up.
"Now, we will introduce the teams!" The door of the tower they occupied opened, revealing the students and faculty to them. The team mounted their brooms. "Gryffindor!"
The cheers doubled as the Gryffindor team flew out in a 'v' formation and circled the pitch. Three-quarters of the students waved red and gold banners while only Slytherin supported their own house.
"Slytherin!" announced Lee Jordan.
Slytherin house cheered while the other three houses booed and hissed as the opposing team circled the stadium, led by Draco Malfoy, the team captain and Seeker.
Both teams circled the pitch and met in the middle, forming a circle there also. Madam Hooch walked onto the field and looked up at both teams. "Play fairly, all of you. I will not hesitate to call a foul, so don't try any cheat moves." She then opened the box containing the Quidditch balls, and released the Bludgers and the Snitch.
"Remember, the Snitch can be caught only by the Seekers. Once the Snitch is captured, that team receives one hundred fifty points and ends the game," commented Lee Jordan. Madam Hooch looked at the teams once more, then tossed up the Quaffle. Immediately the chasers on both teams swooped in and Slytherin gained possession of the ball. Students from Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor hissed while Slytherin students cheered on their housemates. The Slytherin chaser aimed the ball at the lower of the three golden hoops, but Ron caught the Quaffle just in time. He tossed the Quaffle to Katie as he ducked from a Bludger that was hit toward him.
The game progressed as Gryffindor and Slytherin took turns leading, every other goal made tying the game. After an hour and a half, the game was tied 80-80, Slytherin in possession. Harry and Draco had yet to find the Snitch. Harry looked at Draco from the corner of his eye. His shoulder length platinum blonde hair was tied in a low ponytail, and he seemed intent on spotting the little golden winged ball before Harry. Suddenly, Harry saw the Snitch hovering behind Draco. He shot towards Draco, who turned and managed to dodge Harry as he blew past him. Draco was quickly on his tail, and followed Harry as he chased the Snitch. The students were getting into the game almost as badly as the fans of the English soccer team. Almost.
Both Seekers were catching up with the small ball. Draco and Harry were side-by-side, and Draco tried to push Harry into one of the viewing towers. Harry dove down the next time Draco nudged him in the side, and Draco veered off to the side, caught off guard by Harry's stunt. Harry sped up to the Snitch and reached out, his fingers brushing the little golden ball. Suddenly, a Bludger hit him in the back, and he pitched forward off of his broom and started falling forty feet. He was barely aware of a ball fluttering in his hand until all went black.
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A. N.- Yes, know that scene is very, very common if the author's intention is to make a person go into a different dimension. I myself have read several fics that have that in them, and both were very well written. Considering this is my first fic, I doubt it'll be as good as ones you've read before. I'm kind of using this as a form of therapeutic healing because I now have to play nurse for my Grandpa who has lung cancer. It's really hard on me since I have been fortunate enough to not experience a serious illness or death of a family member in my life. So, bear with me if you decide to continue reading later chapters.
-Celeste