A/N: Hey guys! Okay I know I lied and its been WAY more than a week since I updated … but I seriously thought I had someone who wanted to continue it for me but she said she was going on a summer holiday and never emailed me wen she got back… so I was happy to leave it and then I realized I couldn't be able to continue this because I started GCSE, and all my muse had disappeared! Blame it on school! … but then I really thought about it and recently 2 of my really good friends read it and said I HAD to finish it … so I'm gonna TRY .. no promises cause I have a mock math GCSE exam in 3 weeks …. But I WILL try …. Anyone who has any good ideas or wants to help me finish this please email me or leave it in a review!

Flying

Harry entered the kitchen the next morning and was greeted by silence. He sighed.

I had almost forgotten what this was like he thought.

Slowly Hermione picked up her conversation with Ron with a sharp elbow into his side. Harry couldn't help but give a small smile at his two best friends, who seemed to have started arguing yet again about something or other.

some things never change…

Ginny motioned to an empty seat next to her and Harry couldn't help but smile as he saw beautiful face which he had been dreaming about since that fateful night. Harry sat down and Ginny scooped huge portions of conjured food onto his plate.

" we're going to finish watching the world cup today… is that okay Harry?" asked Ron.

"the world cup?" asked Harry puzzled.

" its still going on" explained Hermione "the players aren't that well…good, and the snitch just seems to get away."

"Yeah… they need a few good players at least!" complained Ron " These teams are pretty pathetic."

"Is not like they had much choice now did they?" reasoned Ginny.

Harry sat there listening and suddenly realized how many less young men there had been at the world cup yesterday… they had all died in the war he shuddered, as images of the war threatened to overtake him and the deaths that he had caused. He felt a hand over his and looked up to see Ginny looking concerned back at him. He gave a small smile to reassure her that he was fine.

or at least as fine as I'll ever be…

As they left for the Quidditch World Cup Harry slipped into a disguise and pulled his hood over his head, pinning his phoenix clasp securely onto his deep green robes. He didn't want to draw attention, but he also needed to be certain people would not see him as a threat.

Harry took a deep breath as he reached of the floo and Ginny gave him a reassuring smile before she went through, he appeared a few seconds later at the entrance hall of the QWC VIP section, people were already crowding around the barriers to get a look at the order as they arrived and paid little attention to Harry as they pushed and shoved to look at their "heroes" . He saw a few flashes go off, and after pushing through a few photographers and reporters( who had heard from a source that there had been disruption in the top box) they finally made there way back to the Top Box.

The players on the field looked tired and worn as they flew around desperate for ether seeker to find the snitch so they could stop. Harry start there staring at the field for a second then frowned.

"What's wrong?" asked Ginny noticing his expression.

" Left side near the hoops."

Ginny looked but didn't see anything " What?"

" The snitch … I've been following it since we've arrived… I swear its been slower than it used to …its been tampered with."

Ginny's eyebrows knitted together " Are you sure?"

"Yeah… I'm pretty sure… I shouldn't be able to follow the snitch like this…"

The was a cough behind them and saw a nervous looking man who Harry had not met.

"Excuse me, but I couldn't help but over hear… about the snitch… my name is Sean Applegate… director of magical games and sports…"

Ginny and Harry exchanged glances and then nodded acknowledgment.

"Ginny Weasley"

"O… I know… I mean … this is to say…the snitch… it's …uh… well you see it was programmed to be slower… the was changed over night as the players tired out."

"You mean your making the game easier for them?" asked Ginny shocked.

"You see… I would hate this to get out … I mean do you think anyone else has noticed?… I mean … do you think we over did it?"

Harry studied the man in front of him and spoke slowly in a fake deep voice" No, it's not … too noticeable… I just … have an eye for this sort of thing. We'll tell no one."

Ginny nodded. "It's true Mr. Applegate … Philip here is very … talented when it come to noticing things."

Sean Applegate sighed with relief. " Tha…Thank you " he stuttered. " If there's anything I can do…"

Ginny POV:

And that's when a brilliant idea. It was simple, and yet perfect. I waited for a while until Harry and Ron were completely absorbed into the game, wincing when the seekers missed the snitch right under their noses and cheering for any goals that may find their way in. Then I excused myself to the bathroom and went in search of Mr. Applegate.

Normal POV:

"…And finally the snitch is caught! 860-680 to France!…"

As the game came to a close and players received their trophies a voice was projected around the whole stadium.

" Lady's and Gentlemen, now it's time for what you've all been waiting for … the winner of the Quidditch Daily contest! The winner of this contest gets a chance to fly against one of the world's greatest flyers… VICTOR KRUM!"

There was wild applause as Krum came onto the field.

" And the winner is……"

"PHILIP JAMISON!"

A/N: and that's the end of this chapter! I typed it all in one day after school and it's over 1000 words! I know it isn't brilliant and please forgive any typos !

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