Disclaimer: HP & Co. belong to JKR. This plot and other characters belong
to Dani.
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The air was very fierce the next morning. The Gryffindor Team hasn't yet selected a Captain but they were all doing great in teamwork. They had team spirit and were ready to kick some Slytherin butts.
'Okay, so we're ready, we're trippin', let's go rule this place!' shouted a very excited Candice.
So we all know what we've got to do, right?' asked Harry.
'Yeah!' they screamed.
'Okay. Let's make our house proud!' shouted Ron.
Lee Jordan would usually be commentating but unfortunately, he's graduated so the new commentator is Eric Evans.
He introduced the Slytherin with much discomfort. Then, he called out the Gryffindor team.
'Ron Weasley, Keeper, come on out!' he exclaimed. Ron flew up in his very own Firebolt. He got this from Fred and George. They had opened their own joke shop.
'Rain Wakefield and Seamus Finnigan, Beaters, let's go!' said Eric.
'I'm starting to get the feeling Eric's over excited, aren't you Nianne?' asked Stephanie.
'No time to answer, being called out.' Toni Anne said in a rush.
'Our Lovely chasers, Stephanie Denver, Toni Anne Jordan and Candice Radcliffe!' said Eric.
The three of them flew high around the pitch.
'Last but not least, Gryffindor's Seeker and member from year 1, Harry Potter!'
Harry went on his Quicksilver9000 and went out to see that the whole school was there.
There were sparkly banners that said, 'Gryffindor team for Government' and one even said 'Gryffindor Quidditch team has hot girls for members!' They later found out that Zak Wilson made that.
Harry looked for the Snitch; he saw that Malfoy was doing the same thing. He could hear what was going on in the game.
'Jordan makes a pass to Denver. Denver aiming to the goal.Fakes it! She passes it to Radcliffe! Radcliffe tries to shot.Fakes it, too, passes to Jordan. She shot! Way to go Jordan! 10 points to Gryffindor.
Slytherin in position. Tries to fake but misses.no, he fakes faking; now he's facing Ron Weasley. Tough competitor.'
Ron guarded the goal quite skillfully. The chaser missed.
'HA! See that? Gryffindor team's talented! More than I can say for.Ow. Sorry Professor.'
Harry smiled as the chaser missed. He still couldn't find the Snitch. He looked high and low for it.
Then, he saw something shine near the Slytherin goalpost. Was it the Snitch? Malfoy hadn't seen it.
He flew closer.he thought it was the Snitch but found out it was bait. The next moment, he felt overwhelming pain in his left arm. A Bludger had hit him. It went his direction thanks to a Slytherin Beater. They had planned this. Harry barely clung onto his broom. The crowd was on the edge of their seat. Hermione looked horrified.
Harry was about to faint, the pain was unbearable. Then, he saw it. The Snitch! It was flying about a yard away.
Harry shook his head and held on tight on his Quicksilver9000.He headed to the Snitch.
His arm was growing ever more painful but his determination got him. He rode his broom and stretched out his hand.
Malfoy was right behind him. He, too, was stretching his hand.
Then, suddenly, as if by miracle, the Snitch flew nearer to Harry. He still couldn't reach it though. He was flying about some 15 feet off the ground. He made up his mind. He was going to jump for it.
He jumped off his broom, caught the Snitch and fell to the ground, left arm first. He held the Snitch with his right hand, trying not to scream because of all the pain. He closed his eyes and began to pass out .
Before he did, he heard Eric Evans say, 'Harry Potter caught the Snitch! 150 points to Gryffindor! 170-20, Gryffindor wins!
'It's a good thing Madam Pomfrey cured Harry's arm before it bled too much.' said a voice that was Ron's.
'We won! I can't believe we won! And on our first try!' said Seamus.
The Gryffindor team agreed.
Harry still had his eyes closed, but could hear all of this clearly.
'What time is it?' he asked quietly. Everyone was staring at him so they heard him even with the noisy chatter.
'It's 9pm, Harry.Nice catch by the way.' said Ron.
Harry smiled. He was thankful he caught the Snitch before Malfoy did.
'Okay, off you go. This patient needs some rest' Madam Pomfrey said to the students visiting Harry. 'Even you dear.' she said to Hermione, who was sitting on the chair next to Harry's bed.
'Alright.' she said. She gave a kiss to Harry and left the hospital wing looking concerned
Madam Pomfrey gave Harry something jelly-like.
'Go on, eat it. It'll make the wound heal faster.' she said kindly.
Harry ate it. It felt weird because it looked jelly-like but really was kind of hard.
When he finished, she took it away, muttering something which sounded like 'dangerous sport' and followed by 'should be banned'.
He was released the very next day. Hermione met him outside the hospital wing.
'How're you feeling today, Harry?' asked Hermione, timidly.
'Good. My arm's all better.' he replied.
'The Dueling Contest's tomorrow. You're facing Malfoy tomorrow. Will you be okay?' she asked, concerned.
'Yeh I can do it. I mean, I've always wanted to duel that git. Now, I can actually duel him and won't get in trouble for it! This is my perfect chance!' he laughed.
'That's not funny, Harry. With his mind, who knows what spells he's been studying?'
'Okay, okay. I'll be good. But don't worry. It'll all be finished before you know it. How're you doing in your Test-Your-Mind Competition?'
'Okay. I've done some research and I think it'll be enough.'
They talked about other things. Normal boys of 16 would usually think talking isn't so good. They would want some action. But when you've been raised like no one wants you alive and had no friends even when you were young like Harry, talking is a great part of a relationship. Besides, Harry's not a normal boy; he's a wizard and the boy who lived.
The Dueling Contest was today. There were students from all four houses who wished to win. Harry wasn't the only one from Gryffindor, Toni Anne Jordan and her new boyfriend, Shawn Ybanez, another Gryffindor 4th year, were joining too. He looked around more and saw Tara Felton and Gilliam Austin, both from Ravenclaw were also participating. The ones from Hufflepuff were Marie Nathaniel and Shayla Sommers.
The contest was going to start in a minute. Harry tried to remember all the spells and enchantments he's learned over the years. As he did, he saw something only his mother could love, Draco Malfoy.
He wasn't with his regular body-guards. You wouldn't really call Goyle and Crabbe friends because both are fairly bulgy. He probably paid them to guard him and laugh at his cruel jokes. He was, however, with Pansy Parkinson.
She didn't look at Harry at all. She just spent her time with Malfoy.
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The air was very fierce the next morning. The Gryffindor Team hasn't yet selected a Captain but they were all doing great in teamwork. They had team spirit and were ready to kick some Slytherin butts.
'Okay, so we're ready, we're trippin', let's go rule this place!' shouted a very excited Candice.
So we all know what we've got to do, right?' asked Harry.
'Yeah!' they screamed.
'Okay. Let's make our house proud!' shouted Ron.
Lee Jordan would usually be commentating but unfortunately, he's graduated so the new commentator is Eric Evans.
He introduced the Slytherin with much discomfort. Then, he called out the Gryffindor team.
'Ron Weasley, Keeper, come on out!' he exclaimed. Ron flew up in his very own Firebolt. He got this from Fred and George. They had opened their own joke shop.
'Rain Wakefield and Seamus Finnigan, Beaters, let's go!' said Eric.
'I'm starting to get the feeling Eric's over excited, aren't you Nianne?' asked Stephanie.
'No time to answer, being called out.' Toni Anne said in a rush.
'Our Lovely chasers, Stephanie Denver, Toni Anne Jordan and Candice Radcliffe!' said Eric.
The three of them flew high around the pitch.
'Last but not least, Gryffindor's Seeker and member from year 1, Harry Potter!'
Harry went on his Quicksilver9000 and went out to see that the whole school was there.
There were sparkly banners that said, 'Gryffindor team for Government' and one even said 'Gryffindor Quidditch team has hot girls for members!' They later found out that Zak Wilson made that.
Harry looked for the Snitch; he saw that Malfoy was doing the same thing. He could hear what was going on in the game.
'Jordan makes a pass to Denver. Denver aiming to the goal.Fakes it! She passes it to Radcliffe! Radcliffe tries to shot.Fakes it, too, passes to Jordan. She shot! Way to go Jordan! 10 points to Gryffindor.
Slytherin in position. Tries to fake but misses.no, he fakes faking; now he's facing Ron Weasley. Tough competitor.'
Ron guarded the goal quite skillfully. The chaser missed.
'HA! See that? Gryffindor team's talented! More than I can say for.Ow. Sorry Professor.'
Harry smiled as the chaser missed. He still couldn't find the Snitch. He looked high and low for it.
Then, he saw something shine near the Slytherin goalpost. Was it the Snitch? Malfoy hadn't seen it.
He flew closer.he thought it was the Snitch but found out it was bait. The next moment, he felt overwhelming pain in his left arm. A Bludger had hit him. It went his direction thanks to a Slytherin Beater. They had planned this. Harry barely clung onto his broom. The crowd was on the edge of their seat. Hermione looked horrified.
Harry was about to faint, the pain was unbearable. Then, he saw it. The Snitch! It was flying about a yard away.
Harry shook his head and held on tight on his Quicksilver9000.He headed to the Snitch.
His arm was growing ever more painful but his determination got him. He rode his broom and stretched out his hand.
Malfoy was right behind him. He, too, was stretching his hand.
Then, suddenly, as if by miracle, the Snitch flew nearer to Harry. He still couldn't reach it though. He was flying about some 15 feet off the ground. He made up his mind. He was going to jump for it.
He jumped off his broom, caught the Snitch and fell to the ground, left arm first. He held the Snitch with his right hand, trying not to scream because of all the pain. He closed his eyes and began to pass out .
Before he did, he heard Eric Evans say, 'Harry Potter caught the Snitch! 150 points to Gryffindor! 170-20, Gryffindor wins!
'It's a good thing Madam Pomfrey cured Harry's arm before it bled too much.' said a voice that was Ron's.
'We won! I can't believe we won! And on our first try!' said Seamus.
The Gryffindor team agreed.
Harry still had his eyes closed, but could hear all of this clearly.
'What time is it?' he asked quietly. Everyone was staring at him so they heard him even with the noisy chatter.
'It's 9pm, Harry.Nice catch by the way.' said Ron.
Harry smiled. He was thankful he caught the Snitch before Malfoy did.
'Okay, off you go. This patient needs some rest' Madam Pomfrey said to the students visiting Harry. 'Even you dear.' she said to Hermione, who was sitting on the chair next to Harry's bed.
'Alright.' she said. She gave a kiss to Harry and left the hospital wing looking concerned
Madam Pomfrey gave Harry something jelly-like.
'Go on, eat it. It'll make the wound heal faster.' she said kindly.
Harry ate it. It felt weird because it looked jelly-like but really was kind of hard.
When he finished, she took it away, muttering something which sounded like 'dangerous sport' and followed by 'should be banned'.
He was released the very next day. Hermione met him outside the hospital wing.
'How're you feeling today, Harry?' asked Hermione, timidly.
'Good. My arm's all better.' he replied.
'The Dueling Contest's tomorrow. You're facing Malfoy tomorrow. Will you be okay?' she asked, concerned.
'Yeh I can do it. I mean, I've always wanted to duel that git. Now, I can actually duel him and won't get in trouble for it! This is my perfect chance!' he laughed.
'That's not funny, Harry. With his mind, who knows what spells he's been studying?'
'Okay, okay. I'll be good. But don't worry. It'll all be finished before you know it. How're you doing in your Test-Your-Mind Competition?'
'Okay. I've done some research and I think it'll be enough.'
They talked about other things. Normal boys of 16 would usually think talking isn't so good. They would want some action. But when you've been raised like no one wants you alive and had no friends even when you were young like Harry, talking is a great part of a relationship. Besides, Harry's not a normal boy; he's a wizard and the boy who lived.
The Dueling Contest was today. There were students from all four houses who wished to win. Harry wasn't the only one from Gryffindor, Toni Anne Jordan and her new boyfriend, Shawn Ybanez, another Gryffindor 4th year, were joining too. He looked around more and saw Tara Felton and Gilliam Austin, both from Ravenclaw were also participating. The ones from Hufflepuff were Marie Nathaniel and Shayla Sommers.
The contest was going to start in a minute. Harry tried to remember all the spells and enchantments he's learned over the years. As he did, he saw something only his mother could love, Draco Malfoy.
He wasn't with his regular body-guards. You wouldn't really call Goyle and Crabbe friends because both are fairly bulgy. He probably paid them to guard him and laugh at his cruel jokes. He was, however, with Pansy Parkinson.
She didn't look at Harry at all. She just spent her time with Malfoy.