Disclaimer- J.K Rowling is the smartest woman alive. She would probably be appalled if she read this melodramatic crap. I hope that this doesn't put ideas in any of your heads about what might happen in future HP books because I KNOW NOTHING!!! I don't own any of the characters either... This whole thing is therapy (because I was upset over the character she killed off) I'm just posting it because people told me to...
After a long, hard Quiddich match the Friday night before the game, Harry went straight up to his bed and crashed. He was in a green meadow and was running. He saw a very familiar beautiful girl up ahead with open arms waiting for him. He ran faster and faster toward her, but before he could make out who she was, Harry found himself in the department of mysteries.
"You will never get out Black! You're coming with me!" he heard a raspy voice he definitely didn't recognize echo loudly. This voice sent chills up his spine and sounded like death itself.
"No" he heard his godfather say loudly... I am NOT coming with you. I need to see if Harry is OK. Please let me out"
"Sirius!!!!" Harry screamed. "Where are you"
Harry started banging on the walls "SIRIUS!!!! come back! Tell me where you are!"
Harry felt himself shake and his scar sear with intense pain. The faces of his teammates and Hermione came into view.
"Are you ok" asked Mark. "We could postpone this game so you could get your head straight."
"I'm fine" he told them, "Just had a bad dream"
Ron looked Harry in the eye "Are you sure mate, do you think that... you know--"
"I'M FINE!" Harry yelled "What time is it?"
"It's 8am remember.... last minute practice!" Ron said
"Come on Potter, hustle. You're supposed to be the captain. We need you to be with it" Amy Wood said taking Harry's Quiddich robes from the top of his dresser and throwing it at him.
Four hours later, after their intense practice and a big breakfast, the whole Gryffindor team felt like they were incredibly ready to take on the Slytherins. Everyone looked to Harry for a pre-game speech.
"Ok everyone" Harry began. "We have worked really hard so far and I am very proud of each and every one of you. Now let's go and beat the Slytherins!"
Katie Bell laughed and put her arm around Harry's shoulder. " Yay... a thirty second speech. I knew you'd make a great captain Harry"
"Whoa" Cara said pointing at Draco Malfoy who was currently flying around the Quiddich field singing vulgar songs with his team. "How did he get to be captain?"
"How do you think he did?" Ron said angrily. "Snape is currently sucking up to daddy! That or he bought his way to being team captain... I HATE the Malfoys!"
"Aw Ron" Cara said sympathetically "Do you need a hug?"
Ron's eyes lit up "Ok"
Harry saw Ron close his eyes in pleasure as Cara flung her arms around his neck and give him a quick peck on the cheek.
"And here is the Gryffindor team" they heard the new announcer Melissa Felton, a 5th year Ravenclaw yell over the loudspeaker. "Mount your brooms everyone" Harry said smiling "good luck"
"Here come Bell, Fair, Weasley, Wood, Evans, Weasley and..... Potter!" Melissa continued, "Last year's champion team going against the ambitious Slytherins. I don't know about you, but I can't wait to see what we have in store for today."
Madame Hooch mounted her broom with the Quaffle and flew up to where the teams were ready to begin the game.
"Captains, shake hands"
Harry's stomach turned. The thought of having to touch Malfoy was absolutely revolting.
The moment that Draco's hand touched Harry's, his scar began to burn. Though Harry was surprised, he tried his best not to let Draco see. Malfoy sneered at Harry as though he knew exactly why his scar hurt. Harry quickly pulled his hand back and gave Malfoy a dirty look.
Melissa grabbed the microphone "The Quaffle is released and Weasley has possession of it... Look at her soar..... approaching the Slytherin's goal..... SCORE! Ten points for Gryffindor and a new record for the fastest goal of 6 seconds... Go Ginny!"
The crowd cheered and chanted Ginny's name over and over again.
"Ginny has controll of the quaffle again as both Slytherin beaters come her way." Melissa continued. "Wow, swift pass to Cara. Haven't seen anything like that before at Hogwarts. Cara gracefully flys toward the Slytherin goal... wow nice move, Crabbe and Goyle flew into each other obviously trying to knock Cara out... better luck next time boys... Cara continues to fly toward the goal and she passes to Katie Bell who is right near it... Katie scores.... another 10 points to Gryffindor."
The crowd went wild again.
"Bell has controll of the Quaffle, she flys towards the Slytherins... but oh no.... that must hurt... a bludger in the back of the head! Warrington of Slytherin now in control... Fair comes at him and.... Hey buddy, don't you be hitting my girl... JERK! .... ok, well at least she's ok. Weasley comes at him, but she throws her off his arm he shoots and.... Nice save Ron!"
Malfoy ran over to Warrington and cursed him out as everyone cheered for Ron. Still the snitch couldn't be found.
"Ok Weasley pitches the Quaffle to his sister, but wait she doesn't have it.... WATCH OUT for the bludger Ginny..... ooooo she narrowly escapes it... Bell is back in the game.... and how did Cara end up with the quaffle? I thought Ginny had it... Wow, now Bell has it..... back to Cara.... SCORE.... Another ten points to Gryffindor"
Within a half an hour, the score was 200 to 10 and that was only because Ron accidently dropped the quaffle behind his head and it went through the hoops. That started up a chorus of "Weasley is our king" but Ron made up for it by kicking the ball 7/8ths of the way across the field to Ginny who easily got it by Bletchley (the Slytherin keeper). Throughout the whole game though, everyone on the Slytherin team seemed to make a special effort to try to get Cara out of action.
The Slytherins called time out and they huddled together. Malfoy kept looking over his shoulder at the Gryffindor team with a devious smile. Harry noticed and felt pretty worried.
"Break" the members of the Slytherin shouted as they broke their huddle.... and the game continued.
"Potter and Malfoy race each other toward the snitch.... It's difficult to keep track of who is closer.... It looks like Harry is.... wait, Malfoy just pushed Harry out of the way and he's closer now.... They're neck and neck... oh, but what is going on down there. It looks like Crabbe and Goyle are... watch out Cara!"
But it was too late. Amy went after a bludger going after Ginny and Mark hit the other one towards Malfoy to try to give Harry an advantage. Cara was left in the open waiting for the Katie to pass her the quaffle. Harry was about to get the snitch and all of a sudden he heard Ron scream.... "NO!!!!!!"
Harry looked down and saw Cara fall headfirst into the ground from 150 feet in the air. Ron abandoned his goalpost and plunged into a dive. Everyone stopped midair and the crowd was silent. Just about 10 feet before hitting the ground, Ron caught her around the middle and carried her slowly to the ground. Of course the Slytherin chasers took his absence to their advantage and scored ten goals making the score 200 to 110. Still, Ron refused to return to his post. Luckily, Harry caught the snitch soon after and the game ended.
They totally ignored the screams of the crowd and Melissa announcing Gryffindor as the winner. The rest of the team rushed over to see if Cara was all right. When they reached Ron and Cara. Harry saw that they were holding hands... and kissing.