In Her Eyes
Madammarauder
Ch17: Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw
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"Um . . . in that case." Hermione said, not looking directly at Malfoy," You remember at the beginning of the year at the library that night?"
Draco's face suddenly went white, "Yeah, I remember. What about it?"
"I think that we should totally forget about it and become friends. I mean, I don't think that what happened meant anything to you. And, besides, no that Ron and I are dating, it makes me feel so guilty thinking about it."
Malfoy's jaw dropped at this information. He had no idea that Hermione and Ron were going out, but they never really showed it. At the same time, Draco felt like a small piece of his heart was torn out. After that night, Malfoy had felt special feelings for Hermione, but now he knew that she didn't feel the same way.
Hermione waited for Malfoy's answer. After a moment of thinking, she then realized why he was so speechless. He must not have known that they were dating! And even worse, she had a feeling, no, not just a feeling, she KNEW that Malfoy had a crush on her!
After a few moments of sitting there in silence, Hermione said again, "Don't you think so?"
Malfoy suddenly snapped back into reality and answered mindlessly, "Oh, yeah. You're right, totally right." Then, for a moment, Hermione thought she saw tears forming in Malfoy's eyes. Feeling very uncomfortable, Hermione made up a lie, "Well, I have got to be heading back to the Gryffindor dormitory. I told my friend that I would help her with her studying. Bye . . . Draco."
"Okay, are we ready team?" Jacob asked, pacing back and forth in the Gryffindor locker room with Harry, Ron, Will Harrel (a Gryffindor chaser), Ashton Puthcer (another Gryffindor chaser), Jennifer Haniston (one of the Beaters for Gryffindor), and Orlando Droom (the other Gryffindor beater) watched Jacob pace nervously back and forth. This was Jacob's usual behavior before a match, very nervous and serious. "Now, Orlando and Jennifer, you two really need to be aware of where the bludgers as at ALL times. We almost lost the game last time to injuries from the bludgers.
"Yeah,and I and I almost lost my arm!" Will said sarcastically. He had been hit extremely hard in the arm from the bludger the previous game. Everyone laughed at Will's statement, except for Orlando and Jennifer who still felt bad about how poorly they played against Hufflepuff.
Suddenly, all of the players jumped up and grabbed their brooms as they heard the loud blast of Madam Hooch's whistle, signaling that it was time to start the game.
"Now, everybody, don't let your guard down! Let's play this game the best we no how!" Jacob yelled trying to psych his team up, stretching his arm out in front of everybody. Will, Harry, Ron, Jennifer, Orlando, and Ashton put their hands on top of Jacobs.
"Kick Ravenclaw''s ass on three! One . . . Two . . . Three!"
"KICK RAVENCLAW'S ASS!" They whole team chanted with grins on their faces. Then, they all lined up in front of the large, oak doors that lead to the field. From on the field, Madam Hooch blasted a spell toward the door to open it. One at a time, as the commentator announced all of the team members, all of the players flew out of the locker room. The cheers from the Gryffindor section was almost deafening as the players flew out.
Once all of the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw players were on the field, Madam Hooch all called them in to circle around her.
"Now, I want a nice, clean match today. Now, captains, shake hands." Jacob flew forward to the Ravenclaw captain, Rebecca Baker, who was absolutely one of the prettiest of all of the girls in Ravenclaw. Harry and Ron gave a little snicker as Jacob blushed when he shook Rebecca's hand. He clearly had a crush on her, but Jacob was not the kind of person to let a girl get in the way of winning a Quidditch match.
"Okay on my whistle. One . . . Two . . . "Then Madam Hooch took a deep breath and blew as hard as she could into her old, rusty whistle. Both teams charged for the quaffle, but on of Ravanclaw's chaser's, Hannah Carter, was to it first. The loud squeak of the megaphone caused most of the fans to plug their ears. But the players ignored it.
"Hannah Carter with the quaffle, whizzing through all of Gryffindor's players as she passes it to Michael Huff. Michael passes it to Jeff, and OHHHH! It was intercepted by Jacob, Gryffindor's team captain. Jacob dodges a bludger sent by Mark Mason from Ravenclaw as he passes the quaffle to Will. Will flies up and over a bludger sent by Kayla Looney. He passes the quaffle to Ashton, Ashton flies past the Ravenclaw's chasers as he approaches the goal post, and . . . and . . . ASHTON SCORES! Gryffindor ten, Ravenclaw zero! Wow, ladies and gentlemen, what a way to start the game!" The commentator, Xavier Flemming from Gryffindor, screamed enthusiastically. "Ravenclaw's keeper obviously is disappointed, but he flies for the quaffle and throws it back in, shaking off the previous play to be prepared for the next."
The Gryffindor students roared with applause and cheers as Ashton scored. Harry grinned. There was nothing better to him than having everyone cheering for their team, wanting them to win, but not really caring what the turnout was, as long as they tried their hardest. Harry flew over to Ashton and gave him a high five. But, Ashton quickly soared away when Ravenclaw's keeper threw the quaffle back inbounds. Harry became very serious the second the quaffle was back on field because it meant that the snitch was now waiting to be found.
Harry flew around the field, dodging bludgers, and players as he tried to find the snitch. Suddenly, Harry saw a gleam of gold across the field. He whizzed to the other side of the field, but then he cursed loudly as he noticed that it was just the sun hitting the goal post. With a frown, Harry turned back around to look for the snitch.
After fifteen minutes into the game, the score was twenty to thirty, Ravenclaw in the lead. Ron was extremely mad at himself for letting the quaffle get past him three times, as any keeper would be. But, he regained some self-asteem as he blocked the quaffle twice.
"Jacob has the quaffle. He passes it to Will. Will passes right back to Jacob. OH NO! Jacob is down after being hit with a bludger sent by Kayla Looney!" Xavier screamed.
Gasps from the Gryffindor's section caused Harry to loose concentration from looking for the snitch. He looked around to see where Jacob was. He was on the ground motionless!
"It looks like Jacob is unconscious."Xavier said with a sigh, "It looks like we will have to send in a replacement for Jacob." At this, one of the substitutes for Gryffindor, Chris Feathers, flew up in the air.
Harry sighed angrily. Chris was an absolutely horrible chaser! In practice, he would always mess up the plays, and he would occasionally fall off of his broom! Harry realized that he had to get the snitch quickly before Ravenclaw scored anymore.
The sound of Madam Hooch's whistle signaled that the game was now back on. Harry first looked around for the snitch. Then, he realized that the Ravenclaw's seeker, Adrienne May, was soaring toward the ground. Harry looked to see where she was looking. Then, he could faintly see a glimmer of gold right in the middle of the field. Without any hesitation, Harry took off toward the snitch.
"Wait! It looks like both teams' seekers have spotted the snitch!"Xavier announced. At that moment, Harry could feel all eyes in the pitch turn on him, and Ravenclaw's seeker. Ignoring them all, he accelerated his speed toward the ground. Adrienne then noticed that Harry was right on her tail.
Now, Harry and Adrienne were neck and neck. The snitch was glimmering an arm's length away. Both Adrienne and Harry extended their arms as far as they could reach. The whole stadium became eerily quiet, waiting to see who would get the snitch.
"HARRY HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!" Xavier screamed, jumping up and down in excitement. The cheers from Gryffindor caused Harry to beam as he held his hand up high with the squirming snitch held tightly in his hand. In a moment, every member from Gryffindor were huddled around him, giving him high fives, and words of well done.
"Harry, we are in the championships!" Ron said, patting Harry so hard on the back that he almost fell over.
"I know!"Harry said, still grinning. Harry then took a few steps back as he noticed a stampede of Gryffindor girls running toward him.
"Great job, Harry!" Some screamed.
"I knew you could do it!" Others screamed. And a few girls even gave Harry hugs and kisses! Over all of the screaming girls, Harry could see Hermione and Ron walking off of the field.
"Thank you all. Now I am going to lunch!" And with that, Harry shook off all of the girl clung to him and ran after Hermione and Ron.
"God almighty!" Harry said, whipping some lipstick off of his cheek with a napkin.
Ron laughed, "They were all over you! I mean, I haven't seen that many girls so excited since, well I have NEVER seen so many girls so excited.
Hermione shook her head and grinned, "Harry, you can't tell me that you don't like all of those girls all over you. The way you were grinning . . . "
"Hey!" Harry said, taking the last ham sandwich from the silver plate. Instantly, the plate refilled with sandwiches. "What can I say? I can't help it that I am a ladies-man, and besides, it isn't always that great. Now I am going to have to decide who to take to Hogsmeade this Saturday."
A/n: Hey, thanks for still keepin up with my fanfic y'all! Well, i still need ideas of what Hermione's job should be.If not, that's okay, but stil REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!