DON'T PRETEND YOU LOVE ME
CHAPTER XVII GRYFFINDOR V.S. SLYTHERIN, THE FINALS
The day has come for the two teams to come face to face, Harry had gotten up from bed early and went to the Great Hall to have his breakfast alone, when he arrived there, he saw the rest of the team who were already there, they were in a middle of a conversation, he guess was about their match later, after all, who wouldn't talk about the most anticipated match of the year, he could picture it now in his brain, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, the game that will decide the rightful team to be named the winners of the Quidditch Cup in their last year at Hogwarts.
Harry went towards them and said his order out loud, then, his meal that he ordered magically appeared in front of him, he started on his meal and listened to their conversation.
"So Harry, nervous?" asked Agatha
"Oh please, if anybody would be nervous in all of us, it most certainly won't be him," said Euan
"Thanks Euan," said Harry
"So do you think we have an advantage against Slytherin Harry? I mean after what happened with Malfoy and the rest of their team," said Seamus
"I sure hope we won't win because of that, I hate being given an advantage," said Ginny
"Me too," said Neville
"You don't have to worry, you're not going to win," said Draco behind them
"So Malfoy, how do you think you're going to win with Dolohov and Crabbe and Goyle on your team?" asked Ron
Draco gave Ron his usual malicious grin (AN Vintage Malfoy) "Isn't that sweet, Weasley's worried about me," said Draco, he walked towards Ron and patted his shoulder "If there's anyone you should be worried about it's yourself,"
"Really Draco, did you talk to them?" asked Harry
"You could say that Potter, let's just say that I persuaded them to do as I say, I am the team captain after all," said Draco
"Captain or no captain, you're going down," said Ron
"That's right Weasley, if I'm not mistaking, wasn't those the same words you told me last year, and if recall, Slytherin won, and that little trophy looked so fitting in my collection," said Draco
"Probably it's next to the best Kiss Ass of the year trophy," Seamus whispered to Neville
"You won by default Malfoy, we were at the hospital remember?" said Harry
"Excuses, excuses Potter, just get ready for later," said Draco before walking away
"We definitely need to win this Harry, I hate to lose against the likes of him," said Ron
"Yeah, who wants to lose against dilapidated jerk like him?" said Agatha
"By the way Harry, where's Hermione?" asked Ginny
"I don't know, maybe she's still asleep," said Harry
"Why are you asking?" asked Ron
"Well maybe she could give you another of those good luck kisses later," said Ginny smiling at Harry
"Do you have to tease him so early in the morning?" said Ron
"What's wrong with that, it works both ways, we could win and Harry gets some," said Ginny
"Just focus on the game," said Harry, Ginny chuckled at him
After that breakfast, Harry decided to take a walk around the school, he, Ron and Neville where walking along the corridor when they saw Hermione.
"Harry, Ron, Neville, you guys are up early, thinking about the game were you," said Hermione
Harry smiled at her "Yeah, and how about you, were you going to the library or were you just going there?" asked Harry
Hermione chuckled "Actually, I was looking for you two, I've already done everything, Potions essay, History of Magic essay, I've even cataloged all those Dragon droppings Hagrid told us to do," said Hermione proudly
"You've finished Snape's essay? I haven't even started mine," said Ron miserably
"So why were you looking for us again?" asked Harry
"Well, like I said, I've finished everything we have to do so I'm free from here to now," said Hermione
"Hey, isn't that Snape?" asked Ron pointing to Snape's location
"What are you four doing here!" yelled Snape
"We were just umm... err..." said Neville
"You must be up to something aren't you? Spill it out! Tell me why you really are here for!" bellowed Snape
"Professor, we were just talking when you-"
"Silence! I didn't gave the permission to talk!" yelled Snape
"You just asked us why-"
"I said silence! What part of that didn't you understand Weasley!" yelled Snape once more
Harry chuckled slightly, but to his dismay, the razor sharp eyes of Snape saw him.
"Well Mr. Potter, I see that you find this situation very entertaining for you," said Snape
"No sir, I was just-"
"But! But! But! Nothing!" yelled Snape "Why Potter? Why were you laughing at me? Am I a comedian to make your miserable life HAPPY! Or was my stupid face to blame? Was it Potter? Was it my face? Did my stupid face fool you? Did it? Do you think I have a stupid face? Answer me Potter!" bellowed Snape
Suddenly, Snape's attention turned to a student who was running along pass them when...
"You! No running in the hall! Why were you running? Tell me! Tell me now or you'll wish that you've never been born!" said Snape dangerously
The student who looked like he was a first year from Hufflepuff started to tremble before Snape, a few moments later he cried.
"Aha! Guilt! I knew it the first time I laid eyes on you. Fifty points from Hufflepuff!" bellowed Snape, the Hufflepuff boy cried even louder
"Severus!" came Madam Pomfrey's voice "What on earth were you doing to that poor child?"
Snape turned to her "Nothing!" yelled Snape before he walked away
"Merlin's beard! I think he finally loss it" said Ron
"Hey you guys," came a voice
"Terry, Anthony, Ernie, what are you three doing here?" asked Harry
"We were just walking around since there was no classes today, then we suddenly heard Snape shouting his lungs out on you," said Anthony
"What do you think his problem is?" asked Ernie
"Beats me, he took us by surprise," said Hermione
"Do you think he finally snapped?" asked Terry
"I think so," said Ron
"There there now, everything's alright dear," said Madam Pomfrey as she tended the Hufflepuff boy, Ernie approached them
"It's alright Simon, the big scary man is gone now," said Ernie as he patted his back
"Ah, the things that fellow Hufflepuff's do for each other," said Terry
"I underestimated Snape, he could really take cruelty to a whole new level if he wanted to," said Ron
"Oh, by the way, have you guys heard that Professor Sinistra won't be teaching for the next few days?" asked Anthony
"What? Why?" asked Hermione
"Professor Lupin told me she was invited to a convention of some sort, so she had to leave this morning," said Anthony
Harry, Hermione and Ron exchanged looks.
"So that's why," the three said at the same time
"What?" asked Terry
"Oh nothing," said Harry
"Oh, by the way, good luck with your match with Slytherin later," said Terry
"Yeah, we'll be rooting for you," said Anthony
"Thanks," said Harry
"I can't say that all the Ravenclaws are going to support you, Draco Malfoy really have his ways with the women at our House," said Anthony
"So does our House," said Ernie who was escorting the little boy back to their House.
"Got to go," said Terry, then he and Anthony went with Ernie
"Bye," said Hermione
"I'm hungry, have you two had breakfast yet?" asked Hermione
"Yeah, we just came from the Great Hall and we decided to walk around," said Harry
"If you want, we could go with you, then we can talk about Snape's anger management," said Ron
"That sounds nice," said Harry
The three went to the Great Hall. Time was passing by; the match is just an hour from starting. Harry and Ron went off to their locker rooms to meet with the rest of the team and go around their plans once more when they saw him again.
"Uh oh, it's him again, careful Hermione, he might just bite this time," said Ron
"He's got Malfoy with him," said Hermione
"Look at that smirk on his face, he can frighten little children with those," said Harry staring at Draco
"It's you three again," said Snape dangerously
"Yeah, last time we checked," said Harry, Draco gave him an approving thumbs up behind Snape
"Do I sense sarcasm Potter, why if you were in my House, you'll be-"
"I hate to break it to you Snapiekins, but they're not in your House, pretty good thing actually, I can't think of perfectly normal person who can stand you," came Sirius voice
"You," said Snape darkly
"Yes, Snape, me," said Sirius
"I shall take great delight after my team crushes yours," said Snape
"Oh really, I don't see any flying hogs anywhere, do you?" said Sirius
Snape turned to Harry "Well Potter, are you ready to lose?" said Snape
"If you're talking about me losing a quill then yes, I have already loss one a few days ago," said Harry
This only made Snape grew even (If possible) angrier "Why you-"
"What is wrong with you, well, I know that there's something wrong with you, but today you've acting really... stranger than usual," said Sirius
"Shut up! This is entirely your fault! You stupid oversized chuahua, you, you sick excuse for a house hold pet!" said Snape
"Me? How is it my fault?" asked Sirius immediately
"You told her, you told Saphina about that convention that I was trying so damn hard on hiding it from," snarled Snape
"Oh," said Sirius who began laughing at Snape "Is that it? I didn't know you didn't want her to go, oh wait! I do, that's why I told her," said Sirius smiling widely at Snape
"You're going to pay," said Snape
"Might I ask what you have in mind?" said Sirius
"How about a bet?" said Snape darkly
"A bet? Alright, what do I get?" asked Sirius
"If the Gryffindor loses-which I think is an understatement to an impossible event, you get to hex me by any means you want to," said Snape
"I can do that," said Sirius
"And my team wins, you are going to dress yourself into a Muggle type clothing they call a BIKINI in front of the Great Hall," said Snape
"You're on," said Sirius, Snape glared at him and then left with Draco who gave Harry a wink
"Harry, what's a bikini?" asked Sirius
"Umm... err... it's kind of," Harry looked at Hermione and Ron, he leaned over to Sirius and whispered it to him
"What!" yelled Sirius
"What is it Sirius? Harry what is a bikini?" asked Ron, Harry suddenly found the floor interesting
"What's a bikini Hermione," asked Ron
"It wouldn't be something to be dressing in by men Ron, it's too err... scarce," said Hermione blushing at Ron
"Oh, I don't get it," said Ron
"I think it would be better if you didn't knew what it is," said Harry
Later that afternoon, Harry and Ron were inside the Gryffindor locker room, they were going trough their plans for the match that will embark a few minutes from now. They were huddled around a table, which is where a map that looked like the Quidditch grounds.
"Okay Neville, you know what to do, you're going to give us way to score in the Quaffle. Slytherin has an impeccable Keeper, no offense Ron," said Harry
"Non taken," said Ron
"Ginny, Agatha, Euan, I'm counting on you three to score, Slytherin has a thirty point advantage, we need to score thirty before I can catch the Snitch," said Harry
"What will you be doing then?" asked Seamus
"I'm going to mark Malfoy, all those years we had it with each other, he really became good at this game," said Harry
"Ginny, be careful of the Bludgers, Crabbe and Goyle knows no mercy," said Neville
"So are the other words on the dictionary," said Ron
Ginny ignored Ron "Thanks Neville," she said blushing at him, Ron rolled his eyes
"So overall, the most dangers we're facing are Dolohov, Malfoy and their Beaters," said Harry
"Euan, Ginny, remember to stay clear out of their Bludgers, I can't afford to lose you in this game," said Harry, the two blushed at what Harry had said
"How about me?" asked Agatha
"You know what to give them," said Harry smiling at her
"TOUGH LOVE," said everyone
"Let's go through what the to keep in mind again," said Harry "Keep out of their Beaters range, score thirty points, and-"
"MAKE IT LOOK GOOD!" said everyone
"It's time," said Seamus, all of them took their brooms and went outside where they were met by Sirius and Hermione
"Hello Harry," said Sirius
"What are you two doing here?" asked Harry
"We came to wish you luck," said Hermione
"Harry, do you think I can talk to you for a minute, alone," said Sirius, Sirius walked Harry a few meters away from the team
"What is it Sirius?" asked Harry
"Now I don't want to put any pressure on you but... do you think you can try a little harder on your game, you know, avoid losing," said Sirius
"What?" said Harry
"To tell you the truth, I'm not selfish in all, I just, really, really, really, really don't want to wear a bikini," said Sirius
Harry rolled his eyes and walked to Hermione.
"Win for me Harry! Win for your Godfather!" called Sirius
"So what did you talk about?" asked Hermione
"He wants me to win so he doesn't get to wear a bloody bikini," said Harry
"Well that's not right," said Hermione
"I know," said Harry
"Good luck Harry, I hope you win," said Hermione, suddenly, they heard the team chanting...
"KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!"
Harry and Hermione looked at each other nervously. Harry leaned toward Hermione and kissed her in the lips, they separated after, leaving them both blushing.
"Hey we didn't see that, do it again!" yelled Agatha
Harry left and walked towards the pitch where they were met by a roar of the huge crowd around the whole Quidditch stadium, he saw Bill, Charlie, Fred, George and Tonks by the stands, he saw Mr. And Mrs. Weasley as well.
"Ladies and gentlemen today is the day that we have all been waiting for since this year started, the Qudditch finals! Who will emerge as the victors in this game? A lot of people have been saying it that Slytherin will come out as the victors again from a surprising default win last year, but some say that Gryffindor will finally take what's theirs, and that would be named as –Champions again. Will Slytherin sink their fangs into the hearts of their enemies? Or will Gryffindor roar as victors? There is no sure bet in here ladies and gentlemen, believe me," said Dean
Sirius has found a seat beside Dean, and to his dismay, so did Snape.
"Good announcement Thomas, very good," said Snape
"Get out of the way, I must see this game!" shouted a woman trying to fight her way to get a seat next to the commentator
"Professor McGonagall!" said Sirius and Snape tat the same time
"Ah hello there Severus, Sirius," she said "Now out of my way!"
Sirius looked at her legs and saw her left foot with a cast wrapped around it, it must have been why she was in the hospital.
"I'm not even going to ask why you're here Minerva, it is understandable to cheer for their own team," said Sirius
"Oh no Sirius, you got it wrong" said McGonagall
"She has finally seen the light Black, she will support my team," said Snape
"You're both wrong, I came here not to see who will win, I came here to see how they play, I know that I'm the Head of House of Gryffindor, but watching Draco Malfoy progress with how he plays, it's not possible to play favorites for me," said McGonagall
Sirius and Snape glared at each other, as if they wanted to throw each other form the balcony (Too bad their wands are still banned).
At the side of the Slytherins, Draco was met by Luna, a fact that made Draco autistic to her. Luna was talking to Draco when the rest of the team walked pass them.
"Isn't that Derek Dolohov?" asked Luna
"Yes my darling," said Draco who was gawking at her
"He's really handsome," said Luna
"Who? Dolohov? Yeah, I guess he is, too bad he's gay," said Draco
"LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!!!!!!!!!! From the left side of the field, wearing robes trimmed with green and silver, the Slytherin team!!!!"
One by one the Slytherin team flew to the field as their names were called.
"Beaters Vincent Crabbe! Gregory Goyle! Chasers Theodore Nott! Timothy Rookwood! Samuel Avery! Keeper Derek Dolohov! And their team captain and also Seeker! Draco Malfoy!"
The roar of women from different houses were overwhelming, some even had signs that says 'Draco Marry Me' and some have 'Draco I want to have your children' while others says 'Draco 'The Bad Ass' Malfoy' and "May Malfoy Have Mercy' written all over. Draco just flew over the field enjoying all the attention.
"And in the right side of the field, wearing trimmed robes of red and gold, Gryffindor!!!"
Now, the supporters of the Gryffindor team howled and poured the whole stadium with energy and excitement, Harry and the others flew to the field as their names were called by Dean.
"Beaters Seamus Finnigan! Neville Longbottom! Chasers Agatha Tolkin! Euan Abercrombie! Ginny Weasley! Keeper Ron Weasley! And Seeker for their team and also the team captain, Harry Potter!"
Supports from their supporters grew louder as Harry hovered above the crowds, he saw Ron's family cheering for Ron, Ginny and him, as he flew, he saw some of their supporters signs that says 'The Boy Who Lives To Win', 'Harry, I'm Available', 'Owl Me Later', 'Who Cares If You're Not Single Anymore! You're not Married' and a Gryffindor boy who was holding a sign that said 'Merlin is a Gryffindor Fan!'
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
Madam Hooch whistled the two teams down, Harry and the other flew down to her and saw did the Slytherins. They all lined up together facing the opposing team.
"Now all of you know all the rules, I want a clean and honest game, this is the last game for you guys, this is the finals, I expect both of the teams to play as hard as they can, I don't want any dirty tactics you hear!" said Madam Hooch
"Like that will stop us," muttered Draco while glaring at Harry
"Team Captains shake hands," commanded Madam Hooch
Harry and Draco walked towards each other and grasped each other's hands.
"Are you scared Potter?" said Draco who was grinning on Harry
"You wish," said Harry "Don't hold back Malfoy,"
"Don't worry, I won't," Draco
"Mount your Brooms!" yelled Madam Hooch
All fourteen players mounted their Brooms and awaited for whistle, Madam Hooch opened the trunk and out flew two black Bludgers, one scarlet Quaffle and the golden Snitch that disappeared from everyone's eyes because of it's swiftness.
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
All fourteen players kicked off to the air as the crowd goes wild.
"And they're off!!!! Gryffindor in possession! Weasley passes it to Tolkin, passes it to Abercrombie... intercepted by Avery! Avery going for the goal!"
WHAM!
"And a Bludger from Finnigan! Nicely done! I was beginning to think that Gryffindor only had one Beater! Weasley catches the Quaffle! And now she's headed for Dolohov! She shoots... But Dolohov catches the Quaffle! A real Keeper in his name! Now Avery has possession! Dodges Tolkin! A steal from behind! Nicely done Euan! It's Abercrombie's turn to take a shot! He passes to Tolkin! Passes it back! Dolohov is anticipating their every move!"
WHAM!
"Longbottom takes out Dolohov! And Gryffindor scores! 10 to nothing!
Neville was patted by everyone while they waited for Slytherin for their next move.
"Okay everyone! Defensive move 23!" shouted Harry who was still guarding close to Draco
"You actually name those kinds of things, oh, look, here's offensive move chocolate and peanuts going to kick my ass," said Draco with a false fright on his face "Really Potter, I thought you have more style than that,"
"Just shut up and mind your own bloody business," said Harry
"Sensitive little Potter," sighed Draco, Harry just rolled his eyes at him
"Now Nott has possession! He's now headed for the goal! He dodges Abercrombie! He dodges a Bludger from Longbottom! He takes the shot... it's in!"
"God damn it!"
"Sirius," said McGonagall sounding offended
"Sorry Professor, keep your smirks to yourself Snape," said Sirius spotting Snape
Harry's excitement was overflowing through his body; he had never wished Ginny and Euan to score as bad as he was feeling right now. Even if sees the Snitch right now; he wouldn't be able to catch without losing the Cup right now. In his mind, he hoped that the Snitch wouldn't show itself before they could get a thirty-point advantage...
"10 to 10!! Their Beaters surely know how to do their job! Now it's Avery who has the Quaffle... wait! Draco Malfoy has spotted the Snitch! Potter's right behind him!"
At that moment, Draco was zooming towards the lower part corner of the Slytherin goal post, Harry was trailing closely behind him, as he got closer, he saw Draco's face, he had a gaze of triumph on him, Harry looked forward and saw the Snitch hurtling out of their reach.
"No! Not yet!" said Harry in his mind; he started to elbow Draco off course. What ever he did it worked, Draco swerved off from the Snitch, when Draco searched for the Snitch, it was too late, the Snitch was gone again, Draco punched his Broom in frustration.
"Close call for Potter! A nice job preventing the Slytherin Seeker from catching the Snitch! Going back to the rest of the game, the score is 20 to 10 in favor of Gryffindor!"
"This is an outrage! Potter obviously rendered Draco! He's a dirty player and should be banned from playing the game," protested Snape
"Oh shut up!" yelled Sirius "Hmp! Oh sure you should talk, but if it were your team you'd probably give them a kiss," he muttered
"Severus! Sit down! I can't focus on the game with you jumping up and down like that," said McGonagall
"Weasley steals the Quaffle from Rookwood!"
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
"Foul! Crabbe intentionally smashed a Bludger to Ronald Weasley!"
"YOU GOD DAMN CHEATER!" shouted a voice that came from the visitor's stands
"Damn it Charlie! Don't go all-berserk like that! You're going to give Mum a heart attack!" followed another one's voice
"Will you two sit down? I can't hear what the bloody thing they're saying! Charlie, no swearing!" followed Mrs. Weasley's voice
"You cheating scum!" shouted Sirius
"Penalty shot for Gryffindor, clearly a dirty tactic being played by Slytherin today! Who knows what's to come next!"
"Thirty points from Gryffindor, for your biased comments Thomas!" snapped Snape
"Thirty points back for saying the right thing Dean!" said Sirius, Snape and Sirius glared at each other
Harry and the rest of the team went down to Ron who was still lying motionless below his post; Madam Pomfrey and Madam Hooch were already tending Ron when Harry got there.
"Ron! Ron wake up!" called Ginny looking terrified
"Ron can you hear me? Get up!" called Harry
Madam Pomfrey gave Ron a potion of some sort, a few moments later, Ron opened his eyes and saw Harry and Ginny standing in front of him looking worried.
"I'm alright! I'm alright! Help me up will you!" said Ron, Ginny lunge on to Ron
"We thought you were a goner," said Harry
"Ginny get off me," said Ron who was having a hard time talking, Ginny let go of him and he gasped for air afterwards
"Sorry," she said
"Gryffindor will take the penalty shot!" shouted Madam Hooch
"Okay Ginny, you take the shot," said Harry
"You got it!" said Ginny mounting on her Broom
"Ron, you gonna be okay?" asked Harry
"I feel like hell, but yeah, I think I can make it," said Ron who got on his Broom
Harry got on his Broom and flew up again close to Draco.
"He's alright ladies and gentlemen! It's gonna take more than that to take out a Weasley! Hey what's this? Something's happening at the Gryffindor stands! Oh my goodness! It's Charlie Weasley, the greatest Seeker who ever played Quidditch in Hogwarts before even Harry Potter!" said Dean
A crowd of men and women were huddling towards Charlie. Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, (and surprisingly) Slytherins alike. Some were even taking autographs from Bill too (AN the girls naturally) a fact that made his face as red as his hair.
"And going back to the game! Weasley is going to take a penalty shot for Gryffindor because of that foul! Here she is now! She takes the shot... but Dolohov catches the Quaffle! Nott gets possession! A steal from Abercrombie from behind Knott! He goes for Dolohov! Avoids a Bludger from Crabbe! Dodges one from Goyle! He shoots... but once again Dolohov catches it! Tolkin has the Quaffle! Can she take on Dolohov by herself?" said Dean
WHAM!
"The Keeper is down! Another spectacular shot by Longbottom! And Tolkin easily adds 10 points for her team! It's 30 to 10 still in favor of Gryffindor! What can Draco Malfoy do to turn things around for Slytherin?"
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
"Slytherin calls a time out! And just in time if I might say!" said Dean
Harry embarked on the ground where he was met by the rest of the team.
"Great work everyone! Nice job Neville, just the thing I told you to do," said Harry
"Thanks Harry!" said Neville
"We still need to get 10 more points so you can catch the Snitch Harry," said Ginny
"Okay, you work on that, once you score and I find the Snitch, I'm going for it," said Harry
"We got this on the bag," said Agatha
"Don't celebrate yet, Malfoy still has an ace on his sleeves," said Neville
"He's right, we still have to be cautious," said Euan
"Twenty seconds left!" bellowed Madam Hooch
"Let's do this!" yelled Harry
"Yeah!!!" shouted everyone
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
Madam Hooch had blew her whistle signaling the team to get up the air and continue the game, all fourteen players kicked off to the sky once more going back to their respected places in the field. Cheers from the two sides of the stadium were growing louder and louder as they wait for the game to continue.
"And the game continues!!! Slytherin in possession! Nott has the Quaffle! Passes it to Rookwood! Passes it to Avery! Here comes Abercrombie!!!!!!!! No! Abercrombie attempted to steal the Quaffle behind Avery but was interrupted by Goyle! Avery shoots the Quaffle... it goes in!"
The whole stadium suddenly burst into moans and groans followed by the cheers of the Slytherin fans. A loud swear was suddenly heard on the stands where Dean was announcing. Followed by a voice of a woman who yelled 'Sirius'.
Harry punched the air in frustration. He looked at Malfoy who was hovering the field for the Snitch. He didn't need to look for the Snitch now; all he has to do at the moment was prevent Draco to get it.
"30 to 20! Slytherin is coming up close behind Gryffindor! But is it good enough to get them back on the side of Lady Luck! Tolkin has the Quaffle! Ouch! A Bludger from Crabbe! Avery gets possession! Passes it to Rookwood! He takes the shot... Block it Ron! Darn it! The game is tied 30 to 30! Slytherins Chasers has suddenly wakened from a deep slumber! Can Harry Potter pull off a win at this game?"
"Harry! C'mon! What the hell is the matter!" shouted Sirius from the stands
Snape threw a Magazine at Sirius's lap.
"What the hell is this?" asked Sirius
"You are free to choose what kind of Bikini you like, I hear that the things called thongs are popular at the Muggle world," said Snape grinning at Sirius
"Go to hell!" shouted Sirius, a few moments later "What's a thong?" Snape's eyes narrowed, it seems that he didn't knew the answer as well.
"Abercrombie has the Quaffle! Passes to Weasley! Oh no! Intercepted by Avery! Longbottom takes a shot at him... but Avery avoids it! It's him and Weasley now! Can Ron block this shot and save Gryffindor from the faith of losing? Avery fakes! Nott has the Quaffle! He shoots... Ah cricket! Slytherin now leads by 10! All that they have to do is to catch the Snitch to seal in the victory!"
Harry gazed at Draco, he was trying desperately hard to see where the Snitch was, and he couldn't find it, not a single glimmer. A fact that gave Harry hope to win this game. One thing was on his mind right now, and letting Draco Malfoy get the Snitch isn't it.
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
"Gryffindor has finally called for a time out! Is there still hope for Gryffindor to defeat the opposing team?"
"Preferably not," said Snape
At the ground, Harry was talking with the rest of the team, they were all panting, and tiredness was starting to take its toll on them.
"You guys still alive?" asked Harry
"Barely," said Ron
Harry clapped his hands out loud to get all of their attention "C'mon you guys! Wake up! The game isn't over but you lot look like we already loss," said Harry, all of them exchanged looks with each other
"It's impossible Harry," said Seamus miserably
"Is it hard? Yes! Impossible? No! C'mon people we have a job to do," said Harry
"Yeah, trashing Malfoy," said Euan softly
"Yes Euan! That's right! That's one of the reasons why were here! Now would you all just accept the fact that we've already loss even if the bloody game's not over? Ginny, Ron, would you rather show your family that's here to cheer you on down? Or would you prefer to fight with everything you've got? Seamus! Would you want to show Lavender that you're a quitter? Neville you don't want your parents to see you give up with out a fight do you? Agatha! Didn't you say you want to overcome your fear of Bludgers? Here's the chance that you can prove yourself,"
At that moment Ron, Ginny, Neville, Euan, Agatha and Seamus stood up straight with their faces filled with determination.
"Harry's right! We can't give up now, we need to fight!" said Euan
"If we're going to lose, it certainly won't be easy for them," said Ginny
"Try and try until you can't try anymore was my dad's favorite motto, and now I know why," said Agatha
"Twenty seconds left Gryffindor!" yelled Madam Hooch
All of them piled their hands up together.
"One! Two! Three! Four!" shouted Harry
"GRYFFINDOR!!!!!!" shouted all of them
"Ladies and gentlemen this is Dean Thomas your official commentator! And we are now going back to the game! The score now is 30 to 40 with Slytherin on the rampage! But look at the faces of Gryffindor now! It truly brings out why they were sorted in that House! Pure bravery ladies and gentlemen! Can Harry Potter manage to conjure up a miracle? Or will Draco Malfoy seal their victory by catching the Snitch! Truly a great game if I've ever seen one! Who wants to see the World Cup if they don't have the names Potter and Malfoy in there! I'm a Gryffindor myself but I should tell you all now that I don't care who ever wins this game! The important thing is I was one of the luckiest people who have witnessed a game that will mark a legacy in this whole school or the whole Wizarding world! Let's get ready to rumble!!!"
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
"And here they come again! Weasley with the Quaffle! She passes it to Abercrombie! He takes the shot... it's a fake! Dolohov went after the Quaffle but Tolkin was waiting under his nose to seize the Quaffle when he left his post! Another easy point for Gryffindor! I don't know if they planned that or they're just making it up as they go through!"
A man's voice was heard again from the stands "That's right! Don't give up! Preferably, don't lose!"
A woman's voice followed "Sirius! Sit down!"
"The game is tied once more at the score of 40 for both team! Nott has control he passes it to Avery... but Abercrombie steals the Quaffle! Here's Rookwood going to stop this kid... but Abercrombie simply dodges him! He shoots... can Dolohov save this? It's in!
The whole stadium burst with cheers, it was so deafening Dean was almost couldn't be heard.
"And now Gryffindor takes the lead! Will Dolohov- wait! Look at that! Potter and Malfoy are after the Snitch again!"
Everyone was at the edge of their sits watching Harry and Draco chase the Snitch downward. Draco was in front of Harry and his outstretched hand was inches away from his grip. Harry was fighting his way to stop Draco but when Draco's hand was about to grab the Snitch...
WHAM!
"A fantastic shot by Longbottom! He had literally saved their position on this game!"
After Harry had pulled up, he saw Draco getting up from the ground while swearing loudly, Draco grabbed his broom and flew again after mounting it.
TWEEEEEEEEEEEET!
Harry turned to see why Madam Hooch had blew the whistle, next thing he was looking at was Neville lying on the ground looking dazed.
"An illegal shot to the Gryffindor Beater! Another penalty shot for Gryffindor!" shouted Madam Hooch
Harry flew over to Neville who was just getting up and pick up his Beater's club.
"Are you alright Neville?" asked Harry
"Yeah Harry, I'm just a little dazed that's all," said Neville
"Nice job, I almost thought Draco was going to catch the Snitch before I could stop him," said Harry
"It's nothing Harry, if it wasn't because of you, I wouldn't have felt like I have to win this game, not just for me, but fro my parents too," said Neville looking at his parents at the stands
"And now Ginny Weasley will take another penalty shot because of an illegal Bludger shot by Goyle! She takes the shot... it goes in! The score's 60 to 40 in favor of Gryffindor! There might just be a way for them to win this years Cup!"
Harry and Neville soared up in the air again; as they flew, Neville was met by a huge applause, Harry saw him go red and decided to go towards Malfoy again and leave Neville with all the attention he was being given.
"Here they come again! Avery passes the Quaffle to Nott! He passes to Rookwood! Their going for another score! Can Ron Weasley deny them of another shot? Rookwood shoot... but Weasley kicks it away! Now it's Nott's turn... Reeeeeeejected! Weasley avoids a Bludger from Crabbe! And now Avery attempts to score... but no! Weasley is on fire! He throws it across the field! Tolkin gets it! She goes for Dolohov! She passes it to Weasley! Weasley shoots... no! Abercrombie retrieves the Quaffle, he shoots... but still no! Weasley gets it back! She shoots... it's in! 70 – 40! Now the only thing that needs to happen here is for one of these two Seekers to catch the Snitch!"
Harry now was looking hard for the Snitch at the field; he knew that Draco was doing the same thing, he looked everywhere but there was no sign of the Snitch anywhere, he felt like every eye of either on him or on Draco, whoever gets the Snitch wins the Cup, wins pride, and will finally decide who was the best Seeker of their year- then suddenly, he felt something run through his hair, it felt to him like a small round object that was no bigger than a baseball, he was sure that it was the Snitch speeding by pass him, but before he could even manage his Firebolt, he saw Draco speeding towards it, he sped off after him.
"For the third time, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had spotted the Snitch again! Potter is behind Malfoy and can't get through! Is this it? Will Malfoy finally capture the Snitch?"
Whatever Harry would do Draco wouldn't let him get by him, Harry knew that his Firebolt was a little faster than Draco's Thunderbolt, he tried to overtake him by the left side but Draco blocked him, the same happened when Harry tried to do the same at his left.
"What can I do damn it! I can't do the same thing to him with what I did to Zacharias, he already knows that," said Harry in his mind "I got it!"
Draco was closing in; he was a few inches away from the thing he was trying to catch since the game started, as he was about to grab the Snitch, his eyes widened in surprise, he saw Harry was hanging upside down against him, they were now in level with each other, Draco tried to grab the Snitch but he swerved off the air as Harry had kicked him from underneath, Harry had loss his grasp from his broom causing him to slide for a few meters as he made contact with the ground.
"It's over! Harry Potter has caught the Snitch! 230 – 40! Gryffindor wins!"
The crowd erupted to a deafening sound; Gryffindors and other spectators went excitedly on the field to congratulate Harry and the rest of the team.
Sirius gave Snape a triumphant smile, which Snape walked away from. Later on, Dumbledore's magically enhanced voice was heard.
"I am proud to say that this game was the best event that happened to this school in a long time, I am proud to give you all the team that almost won this game, Slytherin!"
Draco and the others walked towards Dumbledore and accepted the medals they were given, the crowd had given them a huge applause as they went down the stage.
"And this years Quidditch Cup Champions, I give you all, Gryffindor!"
Again, they were shown great appreciation by the spectators of the game. Once they went down the stage, they were met by a mob of Gryffindors, all of them chanting their names. Harry immediately saw Hermione and ran towards her.
"Hermione we won!" he shouted with great joy
"Harry you played really well, congratulations for..." Hermione didn't got to finish what she was going to say, all she knew was she was in the arms Harry, he was holding her so tight she had a hard time breathing
"Ron! Where's Ron?" said Ginny who was looking for Ron in the crowd, she saw him in an situation she never dreamt of happening before, he was kissing Parvati
Harry had let go of Hermione and saw her face as red as the Weasleys hair, suddenly, Draco had walked pass them.
"Draco!" called Harry
"Don't talk to me!" snarled Draco
"I think you did great Malfoy, and I really mean it," said Harry
Draco just put his fist in the air, even though his back was turned to Harry, Harry knew that Draco was smiling at him.