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After the discovery that Snape used to love Clara's mom, Harry, Ron and Clara had gotten even closer than normal. They all would sit in the common room and talk of what that must mean. All of them wanted Clara to know whom her father was and they tried their best to help her.

Hermoine wasn't a part of this because she chose not to be. She would sit on the other side of the common room and study deep into the night. Harry had tried to invite her over but every time she would say coldly, "No, I'm busy." Even when he tried to ask her about what she was going to tell him that day before Ron and Seamus interrupted them, she would just tell him to forget it. Harry knew it was important and he wished that Hermoine would just tell him, but she wasn't ready to do that.

Before they all knew it, two weeks had passed and it was the brisk Saturday morning of the long awaited Quidditch game. It was Gryffindor against Ravenclaw and Harry was just itching to get playing on the field. He awoke with a start, very early into the morning. The sun wasn't even up yet, but Harry couldn't get back to sleep so he hopped out of bed and got dressed. He went downstairs to the common room and was relieved to see that no one else was there. Harry quickly went down the Great Hall for an early breakfast, but after a while he discovered that he was too excited to eat. He was always so anxious before any of his Quidditch games.

Harry only had to sit there a few more minutes until he saw a couple members of his team sit down next to him at the table. They too, were restless for their upcoming game. They hadn't played a game all year and Harry was curious to see how the new additions to their team would be. He would find out soon enough though, because after a while it was time to leave for the field.

"I reckon were gonna cream 'em," said Ron as they traveled towards the Quidditch field excitedly.

"Yeah we probably will…unless someone still is holding a grudge against their teammate" replied Harry while grinning at his friend. He was reminding Ron of the incident with Declan.

Ron blushed slightly then joked, "I think I scared him enough; no need to hold a grudge." They laughed and shook their heads as they entered the Gryffindor locker room. Everyone changed into their maroon uniforms and then sat down on the bench.

They were waiting for the game to start, but until then they had nothing to do. Usually they had to listen to Wood's speeches and ideas until the minute they stepped out onto the field, but right now, they still didn't have a captain.

"So…..when were we planning to have that vote for team captain?" questioned Katie who sat next to them on the bench. Everyone just shrugged and looked down nervously awaiting the game to come.

It seemed like forever before Harry heard the crowd entering the stands. They only took a few minutes to settle in their seats, and then it was time. "It's time to go." Harry said while standing up and walking to the entrance. The team followed and as they stepped onto the bright green field the crowd cheered with enthusiasm.

Harry walked to his place on the field and stood there waiting for the referee's whistle to blow. They stood for a moment until the Ravenclaw's team captain went to the middle of the field to shake hands with the Gryffindor team captain. They didn't have one yet so no one knew what to do.

"Who should go up there?" hissed Declan, who was right beside Harry.

"I dunno…..maybe Ron should because he's closest," Harry answered softly.

"No way, not that guy. How about you go do it Harry?" asked Declan excitedly.

Angelina heard him and she was quick to agree, "Yeah Harry, just go! Nobody minds, we'll just have the vote later!"

Harry looked from Declan to Angelina, he didn't know if the rest of the team would appreciate him acting like he was the team captain, but he heard the crowd getting restless. He didn't want to make anyone mad so he looked around and everyone of his teammates were nodding for him to go up and shake the Ravenclaw team captains hand. So Harry slowly strode up to the tall red headed girl and shook her hand stiffly before returning to his spot on the field.

The whistle blew and Harry mounted his broomstick and then kicked of the ground, hard. He flew above all the rest of the players and watched for the snitch flying around field. As Harry was looking for the golden Snitch, he listened to Lee Jordan's commentary.

"And Gryffindor gets the quaffle and Katie is taking it to the goalposts, she's going to score—OH NO! That was a nice hit by the Ravenclaw beater, McClain. Now Ravenclaw has the quaffle and is taking it towards Weasley, the new goal keeper. He passes to Jorkins and she passes to Clemens, who SHOOTS and…..NICE SAVE BY RON WEASLEY!"

The crowd cheered as they watched Ron's excellent save. Harry smiled as he circled the field looking for the snitch. He was proud that Ron had done so well, he remembered that Ron had had trouble before. As Harry was circling, he saw the Ravenclaw seeker watching him intently. He knew what he should do, and Harry smiled as he prepared to dive.

Harry tipped his broomstick forward and was speeding right towards the ground and he saw the seeker diving right behind him. He could hear the crowd's gasps, as he was completely vertical and headed right for the ground. When Harry was within 10 feet of the bright green field he outstretched his hand, almost like he really did see the snitch. Harry pulled up just in time, but the Ravenclaw seeker crashed straight into the ground. Harry was surprised that his tactic had actually worked, even though he did see it in the Quidditch World Cup, he hadn't suspected that anyone would fall for it after that.

Harry smiled as he saw the Gryffindor section in the crowd cheer ecstatically and hold up a sign that said, Go Harry! What made his smile even wider was hearing Lee Jordan scream, "HE IS A GENIUS! WE HAVEN'T SEEN A DIVE LIKE THAT SINCE KRUM AT THE QUIDDITCH CUP. THE RAVENCLAW'S ARE DONE FOR NOW."

"Oh, Sorry Professor, um actually the Ravenclaws will be fine, I'm sure their seeker will be moving in a few minutes," Jordan added sheepishly.

The game was on pause while everyone stared at Joel Beckett's, the Ravenclaw Seeker's, immobile body lying still on the ground. Harry felt guilty for tricking Beckett into getting hurt, but as he heard some people from the crowd shout again and again, Way to go Harry, he pushed the thought to the back of his mind. After a couple minutes, Harry saw Joel's hand twitch and relief swept over him. Now that he knew that the Ravenclaw seeker was okay, he went back to searching for the snitch.

"And their seeker is actually okay!" shouted Lee Jordan who sounded shocked, "Now the game can continue."

As Joel stumbled his way to his feet, the nurse declared that he was going to be fine. After another moment or two, he headed towards his broomstick and tried to mount it. After Beckett kicked off the ground, the whistle sounded yet again.

The Ravenclaw teamseemed to be angry at Harry's tactic because the beaters used every chance they got to try and shoot the boulders at Harry's head. He dodged them the best he could, but it was hard to look for the snitch and dodge the boulders at the same time. Once when he was concentrating too hard on looking for the snitch, he didn't notice a boulder that ended up hitting him right in the back of the head.

"NOW THAT HAS TO BE A FOUL! THOSE DIRTY ROTTEN RAVENCL—Sorry prefessor, um that is a SERIOUS FOUL!"

The referee called a foul and Katie was able to score ten points for Gryffindor. The crowd cheered enthusiastically while there was some boos from the Ravenclaws and Slytherine's that could be heard as well.

As the game wore on, Harry was getting frustrated by not being able to find the snitch. After twenty minutes, Gryffindor's were winning 70-60. Harry was shaking his head in fury, when he noticed that the snitch was right by Joel Beckett's foot. He didn't want to alarm Beckett, so Harry casually dropped lower, and Joel did the same. Harry moved slightly over in order to get closer to the snitch, and Joel did that too. When Harry was about to grab the snitch, Joel realized what was going on and he banged into Harry as violently as possible. Harry had to loop around in order to stay on his broom, and by the time he was thinking straight, the snitch had gone.

Harry could hear the crowd's disappointment, but he ignored it and went back to circling the field searching frantically for the snitch. Joel Beckett was right below him, following his every move. He knew he wouldn't be able to get the snitch even if he found it, as long as Beckett was circling below. Harry had to do something, besides diving straight for the ground, to get Joel away. That is, after he found the snitch.

Then, there it was, the snitch! It was on the other side of the field, but Joel was still closer to it. Harry had to think amoment on what he was going to do; then he smiled and nodded with approval at his plan.

Harry zoomed the opposite way of the snitch, and Joel was right behind him; just when Joel was catching up, Harry swerved sharply. He was going straight for the snitch, it was within 20 feet, now 10, Harry outstretched his hand as it came closer and finally he was grasping it into his hand when—

BAM!

Joel Beckett bashed into him, yet again, while knocking Harry off his broom. The only thing Harry could manage to hold on to was the frayed end of the broomstick. Harry was dangling in midair about 60 feet above the ground, with only the sweeping end of a broomstick to grasp onto. Harry was not as worried as he should have been however because, he still had the snitch held tightly in his hand. Harry held it up for the crowd to see.

"OH MY GOODNESS, POTTER STILL HAS THE SNITCH IN HIS HAND! HAHA NICE TRY BECKET, BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME AT CHEATING—sorry, professor, I mean, way to go Gryffindor's win!"

Harry however, was still dangling with one hand onto his broomstick and wasn't sure if he could really hang on any longer, because soon, the ends were starting to break off. He had fallen once at fifity feet in the air, and Harry wasn't planning on doing it at sixty. So he swung as hard as he could, so that he could attach his legs to the broomstick. The crowd just watched in awe at Harry's attempts to get safely onto the broomstick.

Once Harry accomplished that, he used his one free hand (he was still holding on to the snitch) to grab onto the broomstick and flip himself so that he was right side up. Everyone sighed in relief as they saw Harry fly to the ground safely on his broomstick.

The other team members were already on the ground waiting for him happily. They cheered and patted him on the back as Declan muttered to him, "You would have fallen before you would have let that snitch go….you are crazy." Harry just laughed cheerfully along with the rest of his team mates because there was nothing like that feeling of winning.

ok dont worry you guys... there will be more about Clara in the next chapter