Chapter Three- Marry The Man Today
I've been very sensitive about this topic in my life but now I feel that it is time to come out into the open.
It all started a week ago. I was prepping up for the big Quidditch match against Slytherin by breathing deeply and taking my usual bubble bath with Kreacher. We had made up soon after the Welcome-Back-to-Hogwarts-the-Greatest-Time-You'll-Ever-Have Ball and agreed that we just weren't meant to be. So we started our daily ritual of bath time together where he confided in me about his feelings for Neville and how Neville's grandmother was trying to keep them apart. In return I listened because I was still not ready to talk to anyone about my undying love for Sir Cadogan.
So we spent about an hour's time conversing until I had to retreat to the Quidditch field. As I rushed to the match my body began to feel those familiar feelings of nervousness that I first felt at my very first Quidditch match. Luckily Oliver Wood was there for me then. But as I was dealing with these feelings I saw him. Sir Cadogan was snogging with the Fat Lady! I couldn't believe my eyes. This was too much.
Tears were streaming down my face. Suddenly the excitement left my body and I was overcome with a feeling of emptiness that I hadn't felt since Cedric died. But then I straightened up. I remembered the words Kreacher told me as I got out of the bathtub. "You look hot in that Quidditch uniform," he said. I was inspired. I wouldn't let Sir Cadogan ruin my big game, my chance to shine. With a firm jaw I exited Hogwarts and retreated to the field.
But there was something wrong. I heard no cheers, no laughter, no joy. What was going on? When I entered the field I looked around and saw no one. Was the game cancelled? This couldn't be happening! First Sir Cadogan and now this? But then I heard "Harry, we're over here!" It was Professor Snape. He was up in the teachers' stand with Hagrid, Madame Pince, Professor Sprout, and the rest of the teachers.
"Where is everyone?" I asked.
They told me no one else in the school wanted anything to do with Quidditch if I was involved. The professors then told me the only reason they were there was because it was required of them. But then I noticed someone was missing.
"Er…where's Professor Dumbledore?" I asked.
No one answered. But I did see Hagrid purposely avoid my gaze and look around nervously.
"Down here Harry!" someone yelled.
It was Madame Hooch. She was standing down on the field. Then she gracefully flew up to the middle. I followed suit.
"Now I want a clean game Harry!" she demanded.
Confidant that I would win, I watched as the balls were released.
To say it was a horrible game would be an understatement. I lost terribly. And the worst thing is I was playing against myself! I don't understand anybody anymore. It seems that life has no meaning. I cried for two hours. The only thing that brightened my night of misery was when Kreacher brought me a cup of cocoa, but he forgot the marshmallows! After seeing this I rushed out of the common room.
As I skipped down a hallway I saw a glorious sight. The Fat Lady was yelling at Sir Cadogan! A foolish grin spread across my face as I saw the Fat Lady slap Sir Cadogan and run off with a giraffe in the painting. As I stared I saw a tear slip down Sir Cadogan's beautiful face. I ran up to him and pulled his painting into a warm embrace. I closed my eyes, happy once more. But when I opened them he was gone again! But this didn't matter. The feelings of my love for Sir Cadogan rushed back through my body and I was truly happy once more.
It doesn't matter that I have to play Quidditch alone. It doesn't matter that Dumbledore is missing. It doesn't matter that Kreacher is my only confidant.
All I can think about is Sir Cadogan.