The next few weeks went the same as they always did. Amanda and Tom became the new chasers, and Neville was starting to get better with Occulmency. Harry's schedule was so full that he barely had time to eat and sleep. He had the DA on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday nights, he taught Neville on Tuesday and Thursday, he had Occulmency on Sunday, and as if that wasn't enough, Ron had made quidditch practices every night. Now it was the second week of October. That weekend was the first Gryffindor vs. Slytherin quidditch match, so they were practicing twice as hard. "Harry?"
Harry picked up his head and looked at Ginny. "What?" They were in the library for their study hall.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm just really tired." He set his head back down.
"You've been working to hard."
"Tell me something I don't know."
"I once French kissed a dog."
Harry looked at her. "What?"
"It's something you didn't know."
Harry sighed. "Why would you French kiss a dog?"
"Actually it was my old boyfriend. I consider him a dog." Harry sighed again and put his head back on the table. "Well at least Tonks is helping you with the DA."
"Yeah. I don't think I'm going to go tonight though."
"You shouldn't. Tonks can do it alone. She is the teacher. And you need some sleep before tomorrow."
"True." Harry said. "If I didn't have classes, I'd fall asleep right now."

Harry barely stayed awake for the rest of his classes. The last class he had for that day was DADA. He couldn't remember a word Tonks was saying. On his way out, he told Tonks that he wasn't going to the DA that night.
"Alright. Are you okay? You don't look well." Tonks said
"Yeah I'm just tired."
"Oh. You better get some sleep before tomorrow."
"I know." Harry started to walk to the door.
"Harry." Tonks said. "You should go to the nurse. She can give you a potion to make you sleep."
"Yeah I know. Maybe I will do that." Harry left her room and headed for the common room. He really didn't need a potion. He walked into his dormitory, fell onto his bed, and fell asleep.
"Harry.." Harry opened his eyes and looked around his dormitory.
"... Harry..."
"Sirius? Where are you?"
"...Harry..."
"Sirius?"
"Harry?" Ron was shaking him. It was that dream, again. "Are you alright? Why didn't you come to practice?"
"Sorry I fell asleep. How did practice go?"
"It was alright. I don't know how we're going to do tomorrow though. Malfoy has one heck of a team this year."
"He's the captain?"
"Yeah. I watched them the other day after practice. Their beaters are really good. So are the chasers. The keeper sucks, so they shouldn't have a hard time scoring, that is if they can get past the beaters. Are you going to be alright for tomorrow?"
Harry nodded. "I'm fine."
"You know how I said that Malfoy is probably waiting for a good opportunity? Well I think tomorrow is his chance. He might do something to make you mad. He wants to win against us more than anything. Ever since you got on the team Slytherin hasn't won a match against us. Even last year we won."
"I know."
"Just be careful."

The next afternoon, Harry was in the locker room with the other Gryffindors. Ron was saying something about some kind of play, but Harry wasn't really listening. He was still tired, although he did feel better than he had the night before. Ginny nudged Harry. She looked at Ron, and Harry looked too. He still wasn't listening. Ron was saying something to the chasers. "And Harry." Ron said. "We already talked. Let's go." The team got up and went to the quidditch pitch.
Ten minutes into the game, Gryffindor was winning by 50 points. Harry watched Malfoy out of the corner of his eye. He was watching the others play. It was like he didn't care about looking for the snitch... like he was waiting for his chance... Harry looked down as Ginny went underneath him. He watched her for a second. As she got closer to the hoops, Harry could see what Malfoy had been waiting for. One of the beaters was right in front of Ginny, with a bludger in his arms. Ginny tried to go around him. Just then he let the bludger go, and it hit Ginny. She dropped the quaffel and fell off of her broom. A Slytherin Chaser grabbed the quaffel and scored. Ginny was lying on the ground, not moving at all. Malfoy was laughing.
"What's the matter Potter? Mad that your little girlfriend got hit?" Ron had been right. He was waiting for his chance to really tick Harry off. Harry saw something glittering near the Gryffindor posts, and sped off to get it. Malfoy followed. Harry saw the snitch right behind Ron.
"Harry look out!" Ron screamed. A bludger had just missed Ron and was heading toward Harry. He ducked, and the bludger hit Malfoy on his shoulder. He fell off of his broom just as Harry grabbed the snitch.
"Gryffindor wins!" Harry heard. The rest of the team was flying toward Ginny, who was still lying on the ground. Harry followed.
"Ginny!" Ron said. He fell onto his knees and shook Ginny. She moaned softly. She had been hit hard in her side. "It's alright. Everything's going to be okay." Ron said.
"Out of the way!" the nurse said. She pushed through them and looked at Ginny. "Looks like only a few broken ribs. I can fix this in an hour." She floated Ginny into the castle. The rest of the team followed. "Oh I have to get Mr. Malfoy too." She went over to where Malfoy was lying and asked Snape to float him into the hospital wing. The Gryffindor team left the field so that they wouldn't have to talk to the Slytherin team. Ron looked behind him at Malfoy.
"Good job Harry." he said. "He won't be playing for a while."