Authors note: sorry for the lapse, I've been busy moving and trying to get my life back on track before I could write again, that and I've hit a major writers block, so if this chapter isn't as good as the previous, sorry.

Chapter 13

The days passed rather uneventfully. Harry, Ron and Hermione continued their efforts to try and help Snape get back some of his memory. Lucky for them madam Pomfrey was able to restore Professor Snape to his normal pale self easily. Though he looked rather sad to have lost what he considered to be his beautiful plumage.

"How will I ever get the ladies eyes now." He would mumble while following the trio around like a lost puppy dog.

A few times Dumbledore had brought them into his office for an update, then he would tell them to leave and have a word with Snape one on one. Hermione figured he was trying to jog their professor's memory with charms that weren't suited for students. Nothing seemed to change.

The day of the Quidditch match came rather to quickly for Harry's liking. He couldn't eat much at breakfast and just stirred his eggs around on his plate.

"Harry eat something, anything." Ron replied, looking rather worried for his friend.

"How can I Ron, he still doesn't remember, and I'm scared. What if he changes all the rules of Quidditch. I mean how can we win, if we don't even know what rules he's going to enforce?"

"Take it easy you two, Harry just play the game how you normally play it. I'm sure Madam Hooch will see Snape as an unfit Referee and maybe Dumbledore will to. McGonagall may even file for a rematch. It's happened before. In Hogwarts a History, in the year of 1815 against a match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, someone jinxed all the brooms. It was seen as too dangerous to continue the match. It was replayed later that year. If Snape makes the game to dangerous, then they will have to reschedule."

"Isn't the game dangerous enough with the bludgers? I never want to get hit."

"Then you'll just have go forfeit Potter, if you can't fly with the big dragons, Stay off the pitch." Malfoy shouted overhearing Harry's distress.

"Shut it Malfoy." Ron spat.

"Oh I'm so scared Weasley, I could ride circles around you, but why waste my time." Draco replied as he and his entourage of bullies pushed there way past some poor Hufflepuff first years.

"One day I'll show him." Ron muttered.

The trio finished their breakfast and walked toward the dorm. They were met in the hall by Snape.

"Oh the elves did a absolutely fabulous job on the meal. I'll have to send them something special tonight." Snape clapped, mimicking a happy child.

Ron gave Hermione a quizzical look.

"I do believe he's taken a turn for the worst. Either that or someone put something special in his meal. I don't remember him ever being this joyful."

"I don't remember him ever smiling like that. And the odd part is he seems to have some of his color back."

"Least he isn't purple." Harry stated.

Looking at the time they went off to their next class. Soon the day was ending and the time of the match approached. Harry got into uniform. He wasn't the only one looking out of sorts. The rest of the team was wondering what had been going on and weather or not Snape would actually show. As if on Cue the Professor opened the door to their tent and wandered inside.

"Sir your not supposed to be in here. Your supposed to be out there waiting." Katie Bell spat out.

"Oh, Well Sorry." Snape said in a mocking tone putting his hands on his hips.

"Sir why don't you go over to Madam Hooch and go over the rules, that way you know them"Ron stated.

"Nah, I took the liberty of printing out new rules for each of your positions." Snape answered and started to hand out pieces of parchment to each of them. "The other team has theirs. Enjoy."

The professor spun on his heal and left.

With a sigh the team opened up their new rules and looked over them. Most seemed to be in shock.

"What the heck is 'dodge ball?'" Katie quipped.

"And how exactly do you 'round up' bludgers?" Ron replied.

Harry was almost afraid to look into his, pulling the ribbon off he opened it, the fresh ink spelled out the rules for Seeker. He looked to it and his face went white.

Seeker duties

1. No longer will one snitch be let out, but four.

2. The game ends when all of them are caught, the seeker with the most wins

3. You have to catch them with the nets the I provide

4. If a quaffle hits you, you will have to land on the ground and wait a minute before returning on your broom.

5. Once on the ground you have to let the snitches you caught go.

5. The area around the goal posts are a safe zone, no one can be hit while flying thru or around the hoops.

"Bloody Hell. He changed the rules. I knew he would."Harry spoke, his words in shock.

"Why don't we just forfeit."Katie said.

"NO, I won't forfeit, just because he changed the rules, doesn't mean we have to loose. We can win, we just have to play our game." Harry stated.

"I bet the other team is in just about as much shock as we are." Ron replied.

Hearing the bell, the team picked up their brooms and headed to the opening for the start of what would be a most unusual match.

Authors note:

Sorry it's short, I just came up with it on short notice. I'll write more when I think of how this match is going to be played out. It will be rather odd.