Harry Potter & the Price of Mercy

by: NecessaryEvil

Chapter Seventeen: Quidditch and Such.

Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were. I could use the money.

A/N: Thanks to my reviewers.

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On with the show ne?

Harry woke early on the morning of the first Quidditch match of the year. He was planning on meeting with the team to go over some last minute strategies. He threw a pillow at Ron who woke up with a start. Harry looked at him questioningly when he saw that there were dark circles under his friends eyes.

"Quidditch jitters," Ron explained simply not looking Harry in the eyes.

Harry nodded and left to rouse the other players. Ron paused for a moment a feeling itching at the back of his mind, but he dismissed he dismissed it with a grimace and head for the pitch.

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Harry finished up his talk with the team as the cheering of the crowd started to sound from the stands. Harry said a final good luck team before setting out onto the pitch. Harry shook hands with Malfoy before taking flight.

"And the teams take to the skies. Avery takes the Quaffle passes to Flint who shoots and Weasely knocks it away from the goal post and straight at Potter who barely avoids being knocked off his broom. Spinnet with the Quaffle shoots and scores. 5-0 Gryffindor's lead. Flint with the Quaffle flies it down the pitch, shoots, intercepted by Weasely who throws it out into the field a hard shot right at Potter who... dives? Has he seen the Snitch? Malfoy seems to think so, he's diving after Harry. Potter pulls up and... he has the Snitch. GRYFFINDOR WINS!!!"

Harry looked at Ron for a moment in thought before flying down to the pitch and quickly running into the locker room, he changed and headed up towards the castle before anyone had left their seats, he planned on asking Ron what was going on and he couldn't do that if he was crowded by fans.

Harry was halfway up to the castle when someone tapped him on the shoulder, he spun around saying "What the hell was that Ron?"

Harry stopped as he found himself looking at a middle aged wizard with a grim face flanked by two younger wizards. The man simply asked "Harry Potter?"

Harry nodded.

"Harry James Potter, you are under arrest for the murders of Ms. Himiko Sayuri and Mrs. Himiko Hinano and in suspicion of the murder of Mr. Cedric Diggory and for abetting in the escape of Sirius Black. You are to be taken into the ministries custody pending hearing. You are advised not to resist arrest,"

Harry nodded dumbly and was taken by both arms by the man's companions and just as the crowds were coming over the hill Harry felt the familiar tug at his naval that indicated that he was using a portkey. Harry Potter, the boy who lived was now in their custody.

A.N: This sucks don't it. Oh well all will be explained. Bonus points to whoever solves the mystery before I divulge it.