Chapter 16

It was the first quidditch match of the season. Slytherin verses Gryffindor. After many hard and intensive training sessions, most of them resulting in Ginny being saturated and cold the team were finally on good form.

Ginny was sat at the breakfast table sipping her coffee when Ron (discharged) from St Mungo's the previous night) sat down beside her.

"Alright ginny?" he said slapping her on the shoulder causing her to spill the coffee all over the table and down her. Ron didn't seem to notice "Ready for the match?" he asked piling his plate high with bacon and scrambled eggs.

"You ok Ginny you look rather white?" Harry said sitting opposite her

"Fine, just nervous" Ginny said wiping the spilt coffee up with a napkin

"It's ok to feel nervous, like I said to Harry before his first match, the more nerves you have the better you perform" Hermione piped up holding a piece of toast out for her

"No thanks, I've eaten" she lied

Seamus came over and sat down the other side of Ginny, he looked terrified and had bags under his eyes.

"Alright mate?" Ginny put her arm around his shoulders and shaking him, feeling she had to give him support

"Yeah" he turned to face her and smiled

"Come on drink some coffee to brighten and wake you up" Ginny said as she poured him a mug of strong coffee

Seamus took it greatfully and sipped it aware of staring eyes from around the table

Ginny felt sorry for him, "Come on then lets get out of here and go down the changing rooms, it'll take your mind of it so much" Ginny offered getting up and tugging him by the arm

She took the brooms from the floor and handed him his.

They walked silently into the changing rooms. They both sat down as the match was due to start in 45minutes

Ginny noticed his hands were shaking. Ginny took one of them and squeezed it tight and let it go again. "Come on, put on a brave face, you know what those slytherins are like they will think they have won before we start" she whispered gently he looked up into her eyes and shrugged "I'm not as tough as you are" he looked away "I'm tough to be honest I'm as nervous, if not more than you are" she admitted

Seamus took her hand and looked deep into her eyes. In a hushed voice muttered "thanks"

The door burst open and inn filled the rest of the tem chatting merrily, Seamus quickly dropped her hand and began to busy himself. Ginny stared at him for a while, baffled.

"Ginny come on! Girls section is over here" Grinned Alicia Spinnet

"Coming!" Ginny shouted

"See ya Seamus" "Yeah, on my death bed!" he smiled "I'll catch you if you fall" Ginny gave a cheeky wink "Please don't, I couldn't be able to cope with the shame of calling you my hero" Seamus laughed "Charming, I'll let you fall then!"

"Ginny!" shouted Katie "stop flirting with Seamus and come and get changed!"

"I'm not flirting!" she felt herself go red as she walked over, Ron was staring happily at her obviously delighted at the prospect Ginny may be going off Draco "I was giving comforting words if you must know!"

"I don't care you need to change now!"

She got changed in silence. I'll be playing Draco she thought, he wont be friendly she told herself, he'll be to busy trying to knock Harry out of the air.

"Right team!" Angelina said to them all

"This is it guys and girls what we have trained for, for many nights, it's here, I'm going to keep it short, you know what to do and do you're very best GOODLUCK! She said clapping her hands together

Ginny and Seamus walked behind the rest of the line up.

There was a dazzling light on the pitch, it wasn't good visibility. Ginny looked opposite her and smiled at Draco, he smiled back and mouthed good luck, she mouthed thanks and giggled.

Seamus saw and looked at Ginny "Are you and him an item?" he asked politely his Irish accent sounding prominent

"Yeah we are going out" she smiled at him "why?"

"Jus' remember Fern saying something that's all" he said masking his eyes from the sunlight with his hand

Madam Hooch was referring. She walked out in the middle of the pitch between the team line ups. "Mount you're brooms please!" "On my whistle" she counted 3 down on her fingers, on 1 she let out a shrill blast from her whistle.