:The Blessed: A Harry Potter Love Story - Chapter 8 – Quidditch Games/Voldemort's Evil-ness/ Meeting Sirius

Sophie's POV

You stared out at the field, clutching your Firebolt. The stands were packed with people. You were pleased to see that 3/4 of the people were wearing Gryffindor colours. You looked back at Hannah; she was standing next to the Team Captain, Harry. They look perfect together you think. Harry gave his 'captain' talk. Hannah, as the main Chaser was looking nervous. You were also nervous, being a Beater.

You put your hand in the middle. "Gryffindor," you all chanted. It was like a team mantra or something. You walked out on to the field.

"Go, Go, Gryffindor," the crowd chanted. It was somewhat soothing.

You flew into the air. Malfoy and Harry looked like they were going to crush each other's hands off.

"And Gryffindor has the Quaffle. Sanchez passes it to Weasley. Weasley passes to Bell, Bell scores! It's 10-0 Gryffindor. Nice hit by Sanchez. Ooh, that's going to leave a bruise. Parkinson is not going to be happy. Slytherin has the Quaffle," says the commentator. You look down to see Shawn Adams commenting. "Yay, Shawn," you whisper.

"Sanchez grabs the Quaffle. Parkinson is on her tail; oh,…it is a Foul. Slytherin fouled for Cobbing...excessive use of elbows. Penalty to Gryffindor," You see Hannah grab the Quaffle and shoot. It went through the hoop. "Gryffindor scores! The score is 20-0 Gryffindor leading. What's this? Potter has seen the Snitch! Might I add as an interesting tid-bit that Hannah Sanchez has stolen the heart of Harry Potter? That's right boys and girls, the two best-looking people in Hogwarts are now taken! By each other – Ouch! Okay, okay. Sorry Professor, just some Gossip to liven things up! Malfoy speeds after him. They're neck and neck! Sanchez aims the bludger at Malfoy. Go Sophie! Hit him! Okay, okay, okay sorry Professor! It hits him. That will leave a bruise. Malfoy is falling! Serves him right! Potter catches the Snitch! Gryffindor WINS! The score is 170-0!" Shawn yells after being berated by McGonagall.

"Oh my god, that was AWESOME!" screamed Sherine, another 5th year Ravenclaw. "You totally kicked ass, Sophie," said Hannah. "Yeah, thanks for hitting that Bludger at Malfoy, he's unconscious right now," said Harry, putting his arm around Hannah. You narrow your eyes at his arms. "Harry, you remember my katanas? I actually meant it," you say. "SOPHIE FAITH SANCHEZ, don't tell me you used your Katana threat on him? Poor Harry," she said, cupping his cheek. She kissed him on the corner of his mouth. You turned away; you didn't want to see your sister make out...again.

"AFTER PARTY IN THE GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM!" yelled Sarah. Everyone trooped off to the common room. Harry and Hannah were raised on their shoulders. Hannah pointed at you and you were levitating next to her. "HANNAH OPHELIA SANCHEZ, YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE IT WHEN YOU DO THIS," you scream. She grins at you. "Why shouldn't the Beater who knocked out Draco Malfoy be honoured too?" she asks you. You roll your eyes as the crowd moves to the Gryffindor Common Room.

You are floating peacefully. You occasionally get the stares from the first years. You realize that they probably have never seen someone levitate like you before so when you pass over one, you call her over. "Hi, I'm Sophie. What's your name?" you say. "L-L-Lilith D-D-Daniels, I'm a Gryffindor 1st year. I don't really have any friends so I w-w-was going to the library," she said. You smiled at her and levitated her. "WOW, this is so cool," she says.

-Hannah's POV-

When you arrived in the Common Room, you heard music pumping from some enchanted speakers. There's food and drink at a table in the corner. You walk over and grab a Butterbeer. "Hey Hannah, meet Lilith," says Sophie, pushing a small girl toward you. "Oh, hi Sophie, hi Lilith," you say. "Sophie, you didn't tell me that YOUR sister was Hannah Sanchez," says Lilith looking up at Sophie. "Sophie, I'm hurt. You didn't tell her that THE Hannah Sanchez was your sister," you say, faking hurt.

"Well, sorry Diva," she says. "Harry, come over here," you call. Harry comes over. "Yes?" he says, whirling you about. "Harry! This is Lilith, she's a first year," you say. "Hi Lilith," he says. Her eyes go wide. "Wow," she whispers. He lifts you up and he carries you to the couch. "Harry," you say, cocking your head to one side as you sit on his lap. "What don't you like surprises?" he says. "No, I only like them when they're good," you say, grinning.

Sarah grabs you and drags you to the dance floor. 'Let's Get Retarded" by the Black Eyed Peas starts playing. "AAAH, I love this song! Come on!" says Sarah and you, Hermione and Sarah start dancing. Sarah isn't that good at dancing. You and Hermione are quite good, so are thus dubbed, 'The Queens of the Dance Floor,'

You walk up to the Girls Staircase. "Good night, fair subjects. I bid thee well. I shall retire now," you say. A few people burst out laughing. You go up and just laze around a bit. Me: you know, listening to music, reading books and such

You suddenly see a face with read eyes and slits for nostrils. You scream. "Well, Sanchez. I'd wonder when we'd meet," he says. You know that it's Lord Voldermort. "Harry!" you scream. "Sectumsempra" he yells and blood gushes out. 'Levicorpus,' you say. Voldermort hangs from the ceiling. You let out another scream before you see Harry come rushing up the stairs on his broom.

"Hannah!" he yells. "Potter's worried for his little girlfriend, is he?" says Voldermort. "Voldermort," he hisses. "Crucio" yells Voldermort. Harry writhes in pain on the floor. He makes a slashing motion and you have another sharp pain in your side. You see a gash in your side and blood pours out. You then look at Harry, who is yelling from the pain. Seeing this, your eyes go red and you yell, "DON'T YOU DARE HURT HIM!" Your hands seem to be on fire and you blast Voldermort with jets of bright red light. He hisses, and says, "We shall meet again Potter, Sanchez," He then leaps onto a hippogriff that burst into the room and flies off.

You stagger to the ground, your side and chest pouring blood. You feel the world going dark. Harry is also injured; he has several gashes, but none as serious as yours. Sarah, Sophie, Ginny and Hermione come up. "OHMIGOD!" they shriek. "Hannah, who did this to you," says Sophie. "Voldermort did this. I think he's slowly killing me. You have to help Harry though. Go on, save him, leave me. He's more important to the war than me," you whisper, before your eyes close.

-Hermione's View-

You heard Hannah's words as she closed her eyes – hopefully not for the last time. "Voldermort did this. I think he's slowly killing me. However, you have to help Harry though. Go one, save him, leave me. He's more important to the war than me," she said. You shook your head. "No, no Hannah. Don't say that. Hannah! Wake up," you say. "Sophie, you try to revive Harry and stop Hannah bleeding. Sarah – you go get Professor Dumbledore and Ginny, get McGonagall. I'll get Madam Pomfrey," You ran to the Hospital Wing. "MADAM POMFREY! MADAME POMFREY!" you yelled. "What is it dear? DO you know what time it is?" she said. "There's been an attack...on Harry and Hannah...by Voldermort," you panted.

"OH MERLIN!" she screeched and the both of you ran all the way back to the Gryffindor Girls Dorms. You arrived up at the Dorm to see Ginny's hand on Sophie's shoulder who was crying and Dumbledore and McGonagall muttering spells. They levitated Hannah and Harry to the Hospital Wing, with a bunch of sober Gryffindors following behind.

"Ms Granger, I need you to come help me. Please get her into the hospital gown," said Madame Pomfrey. She draws a curtain and you do it. You saw her wounds. You don't know whether she'll wake up. You sat down, watching Madame Pomfrey pour numerous potions down her throat and perform several complex healing spells on her. Harry was healed, but he was unconscious on the bed next to her. "Hannah, don't go yet. It's not your time," sobs Sophie. You begin crying and Ron holds you.


-Hannah's POV-

You were feeling weird. It was as if you were half there and half um ... not there. As in, you felt very serene but you could still feel the pain from those wounds. You were looking at your body. "Bloody Voldermort, DAMN him and all his bloody Death Eaters," you say. "I can second that," you hear someone say from behind you. You turn around, you see a man with shaggy black hair and sparkling steel gray eyes. This could only be one man – Sirius Black. "Hey Sirius," you say. "Okay, how do know me, Hannah?" he says.

"Easy, Harry told me about you. I can see he wasn't exaggerating. Another thing is that he told me that he talks to you in his dreams," you say. "Ah, I forgot about that, and he told you about that? Wow, he trusts you," says Sirius. "Yeah...Wait – you're dead. Does that mean I'm DEAD?" "In a way, yes, but you'll be going back soon," he says. "Aw, but I want to talk to you. You're so nice, like the uncle I never had," you say. "And you're like my niece. You can talk to me though. You just have to whisper Sirius Black and you'll hear me in your head. You can also summon me by saying my name louder. I will always be there for you," he says. You smile. "I have to go soon, I don't think Ron can hold Hermione up anymore," you whisper. "But its okay, Hannah, time moves differently in Death. You could spend days here and it would only be an hour in Life," he says.