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Chapter 15

Quidditch, best thing at Hogwarts as far as James, Sirius and almost everyone else at the school was concerned. The whole school turned out to watch the matches and the winning team always got a huge party in the common room, unknown to the teachers of course. Well sort of, the heads of houses knew perfectly well what was going on but were happy about the result as well so they let it go on.

The match today was Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw. Ravenclaw were favourites to win, they had already thrashed Hufflepuff 250-20 and were set to be this years champions. The Gryffindor team was still looking forward to the match as they had been training hard and had some great moves up their sleeves.

Michael Knightly, the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain and superb beater was determined to win the cup this year, no matter how hard they had to train. He was in his final year but hadn't been able to play all his sixth year because of an injury to his arm. It meant he couldn't fly, hold a bat or anything to do with his favourite sport. He still helped coach the team though and had got them to a very high standard. Slytherin had been the favourites for the cup this year but ever since Gryffindor's fluke victory Slytherin were out of the running and Ravenclaw had taken their place.

The Gryffindor team consisted of the three chasers; Chrissy Weasley, Malerie Lovegood and Daniel Sparrow. They were best friends and had been since first year. This meant that now, in their sixth year they could almost read each other's minds. The two beaters were Michael Knightly and Robert Brown. Michael Knightly was going to try and go professional after he left school and had won many 'young Quidditch player of the month' awards. Robert Brown however was a last minute replacement after the previous beater had to visit her grandmother in hospital. The keeper, Marco Robson, was in his seventh year also but wanted to work at the Ministry rather than go professional. The seeker Christina Epson was a second year and a brilliant find by Knightly.

James and Sirius had bet 5 Galleons between them, all the money they had in the world, that Gryffindor would win and go on to win the cup. Anna said that the chances of that happening were slim but when her brother was at school Gryffindor won the cup every single year. Sirius told her to shut up about her stupid brother and concentrate on life today. Anna said that she wouldn't and so Sirius didn't want to sit with her.

James, Sirius, Katie and Remus, followed by Peter of course, ate their breakfast really fast on the day of the match and went to get front row seats in the Gryffindor stands. They went an hour and a half early to get those seats and they wouldn't move for the world. Well, Remus would have, he didn't see the point in Quidditch. It was just a load of people on brooms throwing balls about. Sirius said that there was a deeper, almost metaphorical meaning to Quidditch than 'a load of people on brooms throwing balls about,' James agreed but Remus rolled his eyes and got out a book.

Remus had been deeply studying a book called 'Please Release Me, Let Me Go' by Bert Dinky. It was about werewolves and attempts at cures. James and Sirius had questioned him greatly about this, since they weren't doing it in lessons, but he just said that he found that particular area of magic interesting. Sirius said that werewolves seriously creeped him out, pun intended. Remus said nothing.

Lily, Gemini and Anna went down to the Quidditch stadium ten minutes before the match. They were only that late however because Lily kept protesting. She shared Lupin's point of view that the game was just a bunch of people on brooms with sports equipment. Anna and Gemini had to physically drag her down to the Quidditch pitch in the end. They had to squash up on the back row because they were almost the last ones there.

"Welcome to the third match of the Quidditch season. As we know, Gryffindor beat Slytherin and then Ravenclaw thrashed Hufflepuff and now it's Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw. Ravenclaw are favourites to win this match but I'm sure that Gryffindor will give them a run for their money. The players make their way onto the pitch. It's Weasley, Lovegood, Sparrow, Knightly, Brown, Robson and Epson for the Gryffindors and Felton, Grace, Burge, Gudgeon, Peter Boston and Ullman for the Ravenclaws. Michael Knightly has put together a great team for the Gryffindors this year, as has Marcia Grace. This is set to be a great game and we have the perfect conditions for a fantastic game of Quidditch" Rachel Flansborough said from the teachers stand where she was commentating from.

She was right, it was perfect flying conditions. The sun was shining, but not too bright that the players couldn't see. There was little wind but enough to help them fly their brooms. And the whole school had turned out to watch them play. Many of the crowd were excited because the renowned journalist, Cat Star, had turned up and was sitting next to Dumbledore in the teacher's stands.

Cat Star was glamorous yet she didn't seem to try too much with her appearance. She wore a simple sky blue robe, her blonde hair was perfect and layered stylishly around her face, which was prettily decorated with pastel shades of make up. She sat with perfect posture with her parchment on her lap and her pink quill resting in her hand. She talked happily with Professor Kondola, which surprised many people and made notes on her parchment.

Professor Spinner-Webb stepped into the centre of the pitch and had a word with both teams. They mounted their brooms, she released the balls and blew her whistle. They were off. Red and blue dots whizzed round the pitch throwing the Quaffle back and forth. The seekers flew high above the match whilst the beaters were having a merry old time with the Bludgers.

"Felton, Burge, Felton, Grace…ouch! That's got to hurt!"

The crowd winced as Marcia Grace got hit with a bludger. Her eyes filled with tears but she ignored the pain and carried on. Having lost the Quaffle she went in search of it.

"Weasley, Sparrow, Weasley, Sparrow, Lovegood… SCORE! 10-0 to Gryffindor and it's Simon Felton with the Quaffle."

The match carried on much the same way, Ravenclaw would get it nearly to their end and then lose it and Gryffindor would score. Michael Knightly had this plan that he would be carefully stationed at the Ravenclaw hoops so that when their chasers got anywhere near it he could scare them into losing the ball and Gryffindor could score. This worked up until twenty minutes into the game when Gryffindor were 120-0 up. Donald Peter, a Ravenclaw beater finally noticed this pattern and aimed a bludger at Knightly's back. There was a sickening crack as it smacked into him and then he limply fell to the ground.

The Gryffindors booed as they had just lost their best player whilst the Slytherins cheered and laughed. Anything bad that happened to any Gryffindor was ALWAYS a good thing. Robert Brown was terrified. Now it was just him, his bat and his broom against two Ravenclaw guys who were older, stronger and better at Quidditch than him. He hadn't wanted to play in this match. He was on the reserve team. It was all Philippa Harwood's fault that her grandmother was ill, no that was a horrible thing to think. Ah well, it was true and he flew away as fast as his broom would go.

"Felton, Grace, Felton, Grace, Burge and Ravenclaw score again. They've made a strong comeback after Gryffindor lost their best player. Ravenclaw are sure to win the cup now! The score stands at 140-120 to Ravenclaw and Marcia Grace has the Quaffle."

Christina Epson was determined to catch the snitch now. She was certain that Knightly's plan would work so well that it shouldn't matter whether she caught the snitch or not. But now the outcome of the game was entirely down to her. If she caught the snitch then Gryffindor won and had a chance at winning the cup, if Jack Ullman caught it then Ravenclaw would win. It was a lot of pressure to put on one small person and she was petrified.

"It's 180-120 to Ravenclaw and there has been no sightings of the snitch yet. The Ravenclaw team really is superb this year. Look at this, Marcia Grace is only a third year and she is carrying on fine even with an injury. Her fellow chasers, Simon Felton and Annie Burge are helping her by making her passes quite short. Excellent strategy, oh! And Ravenclaw score again, 190-120!"

Michael Knightly lay on a stretcher at the side of the pitch with Madam Coo tending to his wounds. He had bruised his back when the bludger hit him and badly broken his leg and sprained his wrist when he landed. He watched the match, shaking his head. He knew they were out of the running. Whenever one of his chasers got close to the Quaffle a bludger came hurtling their way. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the pain.

Christina Epson felt something brush past her arm. She squinted her eyes and looked around. Sure enough, there was the snitch about a metre below her. Jack Ullman had seen it two and he sped in from the far end of the pitch. She reached out her arm and urged her broom onwards. It was quite an old broom but it was well looked after and quite speedy. Jack Ullman closed in on it at the same time she did. It looked like they were about to crash. The whole stadium held their breath. Christina reached that little bit further and wrapped her fingers around the tiny, struggling ball. But instead of the applause she was waiting for, and the possible boo she heard a bone shuddering creak.

The stadium shuddered and then again. "OUT!" yelled Dumbledore, "EVErYBODY OUT!" people began filing out of the stands. Screaming and chaotic as they went. Lily, Gemini and Anna went out first they were too scared to talk. Nobody knew what was happening and went to stand out on the grass.

"Sirius?" called Gemini madly searching for her brother, "Sirius where are you?" she turned to Lily. "They were right near the front. What happens if they can't get out in time? What happens if they're stuck in there and something bad happens? Oh Lily what should we do?"

"Calm down Gem, I'm sure they'll be fine. Don't worry." Lily said hugging her friend, but she wasn't too sure herself. She put on a brave face as the stadium creaked again. It shuddered and then there was a pause. Nothing happened for about 30 seconds. Everybody waited with baited breath and then the Slytherin stands began to slump in the middle.

All of a sudden the stands began to sink one by one. People screamed, people cried, people ran around like headless chickens wondering what to do. Prefects rounded up their houses and the head boy and girl went to help the teachers.

It was like when you lay out dominos and then nudge one of them and they all push each other down. It all collapsed in a circle and ended at the Gryffindor stands.

"SIRIUS!" screamed Gemini.

"What?" he asked from behind her.

"Oh Sirius! I'm so glad you're ok! I thought you were still in there and hadn't made it out in time. I was so scared that you…that you…" she said and promptly burst into tears. Sirius hugged her and told her that everything would be ok and that everyone made it out in time.

"That's her," someone said from behind them. They looked around, it was Elaine Tang. "The short one with dark hair." Katie looked around. She was the only short girl with dark hair in their group. "M..me?" she asked.

"Katie Felton?" Professor Spinner-Webb asked. Katie nodded. "I'm afraid you have to come with me. We have some bad news."

"What is it?" Katie asked, she was very scared.

"Well I don't think I'm really the right person to tell you.." the teacher began. "Tell me, please," the young girl pleaded, tears already forming in her eyes.

"It's your brother, I'm afraid he didn't quite make it out of the stadium in time before it collapsed. I'm really sorry Miss Felton but he died. Professor Dreamstone would like to talk to you about it now. Follow me, I'll show you to her."

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