Perhaps This Time...

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....."You sleep alright last night Harry?" Ginny asked her captain on Saturday morning at breakfast. "Because you look like crap."

....."I'm not sure if you spend too much time with Tonks, or the twins," Ron muttered under his breath.

....."I'm fine," Harry said eating a piece of dry toast. "Oh yeah… after the game Ron's going to be captain."

....."WHAT?" Ginny screeched loudly. "Why the hell is that idiot going to be Captain? He can barely figure out how to block a few goals! You're a much better Quidditch player than that buffoon!"

....."Thanks for the vote of confidence sis," Ron grumbled throwing a grape at his sibling.

....."Grumpy this morning aren't you Ron?" Ginny retorted back then she turned back to Harry. "Why does he get the captain spot? I was the one who had to friggin' build this team while you two were off vacationing in the Bahamas!"

....."I didn't hear that one…" Neville said quietly to Dean confused.

....."She's being spiteful," Dean replied. "She doesn't believe it."

....."Oh," Neville said.

....."Ginny, you're a shoe in as soon as we graduate, you'll get it then I'm sure," Harry said to the girl. "And Ron's been the one that has been giving me all of strategies for this game. It would be unfair to him if I stayed captain for the entire year and used all of his ideas."

....."Well I could use his ideas and have no guilt about using them," Ginny replied.

....."No you wouldn't, I wouldn't tell you any of my ideas," Ron snapped.

....."Oh, so you'll let Gryffindor lose just to satisfy your own male pride?" Ginny asked.

....."No! I'd tell everyone else and have you sent to the hospital wing somehow," Ron retorted.

....."How? By giving me Picken Ox?" Ginny said sarcastically.

....."Would the both of you please shut up," Harry asked tiredly. "We have a game today, remember? Hufflepuff? Surprisingly good team? Quidditch Cup quite possibly on the line? We need to get along today. You can fight after the game."

....."Speaking of the game, are you going to commentate again Dean?" Ron asked his housemate. Dean had commentated the last match and was far more impartial than Lee Jordan, the previous Quidditch commentator for Quidditch who happened to be the twins' best friend, and so McGonagall had to resort to far less threats than in previous matches and was finally able to enjoy one.

....."Yeah, but McGonagall said that I had to stop using soccer jargon," Dean said scratching the back of his head.

....."I don't think you should, it could be your quirk like Lee's was for biased comments," Lavender said. "It certainly makes the match more interesting."

....."Are you kidding me? Quidditch is interesting enough without some bloke confusing everyone by using weird terms! Who ever heard of a flag for a foul anyway?" Ron demanded.

....."It was just a suggestion," Lavender replied defensively.

.....Harry watched glad that they had forgotten about him for the moment. He had been hoping that no one had noticed that his sleep last night had ended up being the equivalent to nothing. He had a hard time getting to sleep and then when he did he had a variety of nightmares ranging from the innocent Quidditch ones he had before each match about the other team, for some reason, riding dragons, to the ones that were not truly nightmares but memories, and then his true nightmares about the dead blaming him for their deaths. And now there were NEW nightmares about everyone finding out about his secret like Snape had.

.....And now he was supposed to go and play Quidditch for Merlin only knows how many hours and hope not to fall off of his broom from sheer exhaustion and somehow find the Snitch and catch it before the Hufflepuff seeker. Oh yes, and direct the Quidditch team. He wished that he could have given Ron the position of Captain before the game but that would have been hard on the team, although it would probably be harder on the team to have a half-sleeping captain.

....."Hey, Harry," Ron said snapping Harry out of his thoughts. "Isn't it time to get to the field?"

....."Oh, yeah," Harry agreed standing up and walked to the Quidditch changing rooms.

.....A few seconds after Harry walked away Ron ran up next to him and said, "You know mate, it's a good thing that you're giving up the captainsee… You didn't tell the team to come with you."

....."Um oops?" Harry said grinning sheepishly.

....."A really good thing," Ron muttered to himself.

.....Everyone quickly changed and sat in the planning room waiting for all of the students to take their seats in the stadium. In silence.

....."Mate, this is usually where someone makes a pep speech," Ron said. "Usually that someone is the captain."

....."I always hated those," Harry replied shrugging. "Do I have to?"

....."Its for good luck," one of the chasers piped up.

....."Fine," Harry sighed. "We're good. We've worked hard. We're going to win… or else as Wood would say."

....."Glad I never had him for a captain," Ginny said cheerfully to no one in particular.

....."And now the Gryffindor Quidditch Team!" Dean's voice was heard. The team made their way onto the pitch. "Chasers, Ginny Weasley, Jessica Arnold, and Justin Patton. Beaters; Lisa Marks and William Kenyon. Keeper Ron Weasley. And last but not least, the captain and seeker, Harry Potter!"

.....The crowd cheered wildly and a lion was heard over the applause.

....."I guess Luna's supporting us again," Ginny said softly as the Hufflepuff team was introduced.

....."Well Loony couldn't put a badger on top of her hat could she? Well she could, but it doesn't make a sound," Lisa replied cheerfully.

.....And soon after that there was no time for discussion because they were all in the air avoiding bludgers. Harry watched the match from above, occasionally yelling out formations that might help the chasers but they were generally led well by Ginny so all Harry had to do was look for the elusive snitch.

.....The match went on for two hours with neither Seeker so much as catching a glimpse of the golden ball with wings and the Hufflepuffs were leading by thirty points. Suddenly Harry saw the snitch hovering near the ground and dived after it. The Hufflepuff seeker quickly followed Harry but couldn't catch up to him and yelled out to his teammates for help. One of the beaters hit a bludger towards the place Harry seemed to be diving to and hoped that would deter the Gryffindor from reaching the snitch. It didn't.

.....Harry was perfectly aware of the bludger rushing at him at an unhealthy speed but didn't care as he strived to catch the Snitch. Nothing else mattered but that Snitch, everything else was out of his mind. He reached out as he neared the small ball and grasped it firmly in his hand. He heard a screech from above him and looked up. To be reminded of the Bludger that was supposed to make him change his course and thought that maybe this time he would be lucky, right before he blacked out as the ball hit his skull.

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