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Gryffindor were up sixty points to ten in their first match against Hufflepuff. Harry was circling above all the action, monitoring his teammates and also looking for the snitch. Lizzie got the quaffle and was heading for the Hufflepuff rings; she was very speedy whilst dodging the two blugders that were hurtling towards her. Her performance astounded everyone, even Harry, who took his eyes off looking for the snitch and gazed at his girlfriend. She scored another ten points for Gryffindor. The Gryffindor crowd cheered loudly and so did the Gryffindor players. No one noticed how Cho Chang shot towards the Gryffindor rings.

"Harry! Look!" Ginny shouted once she had realised. Harry noticed and shot after Cho. Several weeks after, he still thought about that night in the Defence room, after the DA meeting. He couldn't get over how last year he would have been ecstatic to go out with Cho, but now, everything has changed. Luckily, Harry's Firebolt was no match for Cho's comet and he soon caught up with her. They were side by side and for the first time in the chase, Harry saw the snitch. Lizzie was watching from above, static like the rest of the players. Every person in the crowd gawped at the high-speed chase. They were within five metres of the snitch and Harry reached out to catch it. Cho knocked him to the side and Harry dropped a few feet, leaving him to catch up. Harry was angered; he wasn't going to let Cho get the snitch. So, quick as lightening, he caught up with her again. Soon enough they were in the same position as before, side by side. The snitch flew upwards and Harry and Cho rocketed to the sky. Cho stretched her arm, and out of anger, Harry shunted her to the side and caught the snitch with ease. Unfortunately, Cho wasn't able to find her balance and fell.

Lizzie saw the whole epic and began to zoom towards the falling Cho, hoping to catch her. She had to drop fifty feet to catch up and as Cho was falling, Lizzie reached and grasped her ankle. Lizzie looked at her face, she was unconscious. Madam Hooch quickly arrived at the scene and magicked a hovering stretcher, Lizzie carefully lowered Cho onto it and the stretcher along with Madam Hooch flew to the hospital wing. Lizzie was gob-smacked and looked up into the sky to Harry. He was motionless, tears streaming down his face.

Cho was in the Hospital Wing, rumours had spread about her condition, most of tem bad-mouthing Harry. Lizzie saw that Harry was absent minded for a couple of days. He was avoided in the corridors and whispered about behind his back. Every night he sat in the Gryffindor common room, staring into the fire. He lost track of time, and after midnight, was approached by Hermione, she came and sat by him.

"Do you want to talk?"

"No, thanks anyway." Harry replied to Hermione's question shortly

"We are all really worried about you, you don't seem yourself."

"I wish he was here," Harry started, still staring at the fire, "I wish he was here in the fire, like he was a year a go, I can see his face," Harry pointed to the fire, "I wish I could talk to him." Harry put his head his hands and began to cry. Hermione put her arm around him in comfort.

"I know you do," Hermione said sympathetically, "Look, I'm here if you need to talk. Both Ron and Lizzie too." Harry looked up at Hermione through his waterery eyes.

"Can I tell you something, something which you must keep a secret and not even tell Ron or Lizzie." Harry said, desperately.

"Of course Harry." Hermione reassured.

"At the last DA meeting, after you lot left. Cho was still there," Harry began, "She wanted to talk," Harry breathed in," She wanted to talk and me and her." Hermione didn't react to the news, she simply said,

"What did you say?"

"I said I couldn't. I didn't tell her about Lizzie or anything. But it's just this time last year. I would have done anything to have her." Harry vacantly into the fire again, "I don't know what to do."

"You should go to bed, you tired and thinking way too much about this. You are with Lizzie now, and she is worried about you. Everything will sort itself out."

Harry took Hermione's advice and went to bed. Hermione also went to bed too.

Next morning at breakfast there were the usual whispers and mutters about Cho and Harry's collision on the Quidditch pitch last week. Most coming from Malfoy's mouth on the Slytherin table. Ron and Hermione were already seated when Harry and Lizzie sat down. Lizzie poured herself a cup of tea and took some toast. Harry, for the ninth day, ate nothing. Seamas, who was sitting a few seats away received the Daily Prophet and read the headline in shock.

"The Death Eaters have escaped!"

A murmur of startled voices occurred through out the Great Halls as many other students received the Daily Prophet. Hermione grabbed Seamas' copy and began to read aloud.

Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban Prison

Several known Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban only but a few hours earlier this morning. As it turns out the Dementors, currently the guards of Azkaban didn't even try to stop them. The Ministry of Magic have confirmed that they have lost control over the Dementors but cannot confirm if they have joined the Dark Side and You-Know-Who. Many of the known Death Eaters are now at large. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore (known to be the only one You-Know-Who has ever been afraid of) and the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, have made a statement together saying that they will do whatever is in their power to try and get the Dementors back on our side. It may be that the War between Good and Evil is only just beginning...

Hermione finished and what looked like the whole of Gryffindor table looked in shock. Murmurs and whispers began through out the table once more. Lizzie looked at Harry, who was staring at a letter in his hands.

"Who is it from?" Lizzie asked. Harry recognised the writing at once from his third year Defence against the Dark Art classes. Harry ripped open the letter at once.

Dear Harry,

I expect by now you or one of your fellow classmates have read the Prophet. I ask you to STAY in Hogwarts. Many members are in the Order are there. You know that Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Snape and your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher Professor Heart are members. I ask you not to go anywhere out of Hogwarts. That means Hogsmeade weekends also. I'm sorry but Hogwarts is the one place where we know that you are safe.

Best Wishes

Remus.

Harry got up from the table and stalked off.

"Leave him, he needs time to cool off." Ron suggested.

"Come on, time for classes." Hermione said. Ron got up and started to head for the door, as did Hermione. Lizzie got up to follow but then she noticed something on the table, an envelope with familiar writing. Lizzie decided not to go to her class. This letter was far more important. She went straight for Gryffindor tower and once she got to the common room, she smiled and opened the letter.

Dear Lizzie,

How are you? I am ok by the way, still thinking about you all the time. I wish you could come back to Italy. Cupstroung hasn't been the same with out you. Having you there made it worth going to, but now everything there reminds me of you. Quidditch hasn't been the same either. The practises are now deadly boring and the re-placement Chaser aren't too good. She can never live up to you.

Sorry that this letter is so short, but I have to go. Quidditch to get to, Snitches to catch. Write back soon.

With all my Love,

Anthonio.

XXXXXX

Lizzie smiled to herself, it was the first time in 6 months she had heard from Anthonio. She was in a daze, reading the letter over and over. Lizzie felt a presence behind her. She turned and gasped. It was Harry.

"Who is Anthonio?" Harry determinedly asked.

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