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Chapter 9- Quidditch

It was getting late and Hermione still had not come back from the library. "She must have gotten into one of her reading spurts and lost track of time. We should go to bed." Ron said after a couple of hours. I haven't seen her come in either. Lily thought. Maybe she did and we just didn't notice her. I was napping on the couch for awhile. Lily went up to the girl's dorms and, just as she thought, saw Hermione asleep in her bed.

"Did you spend the night at the library, Hermione?" Ron asked the next morning at breakfast. "No, I came back in about a half an hour. You just didn't notice me," she replied. "So you came in, walked right past us and didn't say anything?" Harry asked. "Well…you were both so intent with your chess match I thought you heard me come in so I didn't disturb you." Hermione said speaking quickly. "Whatever." Ron said as Ginny sat down with them.

"Hello." Ginny greeted. "Are you ready for the next Quidditch match, Harry? It's against Hufflepuff right?" she asked. "Yeah it should be alright. We have a few more practices." Lily had never gotten to see Harry in a match. Last time she didn't know about it and was very disappointed that she had missed it.

After breakfast, Hermione was walking a bit ahead talking with Ginny while Harry and Ron stayed behind talking amongst themselves. "That was odd the way Hermione walked in so quietly." Ron said. "Yeah. We were just not paying attention, I guess." Harry said.

The Quidditch match came all to soon and it was torrentially raining. Lily hated getting wet but only when she was a cat. She couldn't stand it. She tried to go out right before the match but she couldn't do it. As she was getting all spastic as she went back inside the castle, she really got to thinking how she was going to see Harry in the match. I refuse to miss another. Even though it's raining, I hope to still recognize him. Suddenly a thought hit her. If I go as myself, I could keep my hood up and no one would recognize me! If I can get some student robes, nobody should notice…

Lily glanced up at the clock in the Entrance Hall. 11:30. I have a half an hour. So she took off to Gryffindor tower. She went up to Hermione's trunk and found several fresh uniforms ready for wearing. Lily then took the robes piece by piece in her mouth as quickly as she could to the bathroom. Alright…I've only transformed once in 12 years. Taking a deep breath and hoping no one would suddenly pop in she changed from Crookshanks into Lily Potter. Slowly turning around, Lily looked at herself in the mirror. She hadn't seen that face in the reflection for so long, that she had almost forgotten what it looked like.

Pulling herself together, she started changing into Hermione's robes. I hope these fit. Once she got them on, they were a bit snug but they would do. She tucked her long, auburn hair into the hood of the Gryffindor robes and went downstairs.

Once she was in the Entrance Hall, she joined the many students filing out the door into the heavy rain. It actually felt nice as she walked along the muddy path to the Quidditch pitch. The cool rain lingering on her face and the heavy gusts of winds blowing at her clothes. It brought back memories of when she was in Hogwarts. Luckily no one seemed suspicious of who she was.

Lily chose a stand that she didn't recognize anyone going onto. She sat in the far left corner and couldn't tell who anybody was sitting around her. Good I won't look the least bit suspicious.

It took awhile for the match to get started, but even after it did it was hard to tell what anyone was doing or even who they were. She tried to read the names of the people flying by her but she could barely see through all the rain. After about a half hour she spotted Harry hovering nearby. He was absolutely drenched. I can barely see a person flying on a broomstick in this weather so I can't imagine trying to spot a snitch!

An hour passed then two andluckily it was clearing up. Not stopping but getting better. She was paying such close attention to the match that when she turned to reach an itch on her back, it surprised her to see a large, black dog standing next to her in the stands. He seemed quite interested in the match which Lily thought was odd for an animal. Then he looked at her. Recognition and sickening realization washed over her. His dark eyes pierced through her and she couldn't turn away. "Sirius," she whispered. She wished she could talk to him, ask him what was going on and how he became one of the most feared wizards in the world. Lee Jordan broke her gaze with an announcement over the loudspeaker. "IT SEEMS HARRY POTTER HAS SPOTTED THE SNITCH!" The crowd turned it's gaze upon Harry as he zoomed across the pitch quickly followed by Diggory of the Hufflepuff team. She turned to see if Sirius was still next to her but it seemed he had already disappeared.

It felt like an age could have passed and they still hadn't caught up with the snitch through the still heavy rain. As she glanced around the stadium she saw Dumbledore on the other side. He looked back at her. For a moment there eyes locked and Dumbledore had that twinkle in his eye that always gave it away that he knew. Whatever it may be, you could always tell and that was the only hint he would give.

As she watched and anxiously waited for the snitch to be caught, she was steadily feeling the air become unnaturally cool. It seemed to get thinner with every minuet that passed and it was getting quite uncomfortable. In the distance she could see shadowy figures approaching the huge crowd. She heard several gasps and knew that others had spotted them as well. They quickly closed in on the pitch and nobody knew what to do.

She glanced around and saw people shifting around in the stands and immediately searched around for Harry. She saw him almost side by side with Diggory but she didn't know if he realized. Then she saw him faint, just like that day on the train, and plummet to the ground.

She gasped and held her breath, wishing there was something she could do. Then a loud voice echoed around the stands. She looked over and saw Dumbledore standing as he bellowed some sort of a spell. Lily watched as Harry slowed down and then disappeared from sight behind a stand.

Lily pushed her way through the crowd and as she made her way down the many flights of stairs, thanked Dumbledore in her jumbled, hurried thoughts.