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Ginny awoke early the next day. She stretched and crawled out of bed. Ginny rested on the window ledge, looking up she noticed that the clouds threatened to release the rain it contained. The strong wind could be heard from where she was sitting. 'Great day for a quidditch match,' muttered Ginny.
A dark figure stepped out of the forbidden forest. Ginny alarmed looked down closer. It was a tall person covered from head to toe in black, like a ninja. Another figure came out, dressed the same, holding a sack over his or her shoulder. Ginny squinted trying to see more clearly, but that was difficult being as she was high up in the Griffindor tower.
'Psst Natasha,' whispered Ginny.
'What,' she replied, whenever Natasha was awoken she how the ability be wide awake in an instance.
'Quickly, come here.' Natasha sat by the window.
Ginny looked out the window but the 'ninja' looking people had vanished. 'Oh don't worry it is nothing.'
Within half an hour, everyone in the dormitory was getting ready. Ginny put on her jeans and a top then she pulled her robes on over. She then tied her hair in to a ponytail.
'Break a leg…literally,' called Candice coldly, as Ginny exited the dormitory. Ginny just rolled her eyes.
Ginny joined Seamus and Dean as they walked to the Great Hall for breakfast. The Griffindor table greeted them with a cheer. Ginny sat down next to Harry. Harry smiled at her. Ginny's heart skipped a beat whether it was nerves or the fact that Harry looked especially cute today, she did not know.
'Hi Ginny. Hi Harry. Can I join you?' asked Luna, in her usual dreamy voice. Not waiting for an answer she slid in between them. 'You two should be careful there are a tribe of man-eating fairies around. Nasty stuff.'
'Thanks for the warning,' said Harry.
'Hey check out the Hufflepuffs, I've never seen them look so nervous and they have always acted like chickens,' spat Ron, stuffing a cheese roll in his mouth.
'Ron has anyone ever told you like are like a human dustbin?' asked Ginny.
'Ginny has anyone told you to get a life and stop trying to impress Harry because it sure doesn't work?'
Ron did not know that Harry and Ginny had become an item, Ginny was about to rub it in his face. When a loud strike of lightening struck outside, they forget about their heated argument. The Griffindors and Hufflepuff stared out of the window in dismay. The Slytherins looked beside themselves with glee.
The heavens had finally opened, releasing the rain within. 'Typical weather,' muttered Ginny. Harry nodded in agreement.
'We best be making our way other,' said Harry, rising from the table. The Griffindor quidditch team followed suit. The table cheered loudly as the quidditch team exited the hall.
Ginny pulled her quidditch robes over her head. 'I know that Hufflepuff aren't well that…good but we still need to play hard because if we…no we will get into the final match. Like I was saying we need to get lots of goals for the final, that way we will have the upper-hand in the next game; which we will play in. Just play your best,' said Harry.
'We won't let you down mate,' said Jake Clements.
'That is good to hear,' smiled Harry. 'I know the weather is horrendous but that will not stop us from winning.'
'We will score the goals,' said Ginny, Michelle and Louise.
'We will knock them off their brooms,' laughed Seamus and Jake.
'I will save their goals,' said Ron.
'And I will catch the snitch,' smiled Harry. 'Now lets go and show them what we are made of.'
The Hufflepuff and Griffindor teams were standing opposite each other. Rain poured down on them, as Madam Hooch was stating the rules. 'Captains please shake hands.' Harry shook the other captain's hands. 'Now on my whistle, three, two one, GO!'
The teams took to the air. Ginny immediately grabbed the Quaffle; she flew far down the pitch before passing it to Michelle. 'THE GAMES BEGIN! GRIFFINDOR IMMEDIATELY SEIZE THE QUAFFLE,' roared Dean Thomas' magically enchanted voice. Ginny flew down the pitch. She and Michelle were making quick passes to each other. Louise was flying near their goal so that if the ball was intercepted she could tackle it back.
Michelle made a fake pass to Ginny before slamming it into the goal. She had thrown it so hard that if the goalkeeper had tried to save it he would be knocked off his broom. '10-NEIL TO GRIFFINDOR. WHAT A GOAL! HUFFLEPUFF ARE GOING TO HAVE TO PLAY HARDER IF THEY EXPECT TO WIN!' This received glares from the Hufflepuffs.
Michelle gave Ginny a high-five. The strong wind was causing them to move faster as they flew downwind. Ginny, among everyone else who was playing, was drenched. It had only been the first five minutes but she was chilled to the bone. She froze as she the bludger flying towards her. Ginny shut her eyes.
BAM!
She slowly opened her eyes and saw that Seamus had saved her from the bludger. 'Thanks,' yelled Ginny, racing after the Quaffle. Louise had intercepted the ball; she threw it to Michelle who threw it to Ginny. Ginny threw the ball towards the goal. 'IT'S GOING, GOING…OHHH UNLUCKY GINNY,' CAME Dean's voice. 'THE SCORE IS STILL 10-0!'
Frustrated, Ginny flew around the Hufflepuffs. The Hufflepuffs had the Quaffle; Ginny turned to see the Quaffle soaring through the air towards the goal. The Griffindors gave a sigh of relief as Ron saved it. Ginny seized the ball and did a long pass to Louise, who aimed for the goal. 'GRIFFINDOR LEAD BY 20- NEILL!
Ginny caught the Quaffle as it was thrown to a Hufflepuff. She threw an aim towards the goal. 'YESSSSS!' she cheered, as the Quaffle went in. The Hufflepuff goalkeeper threw it to his team-mate. Louise easily snatched the ball off of the player. Throwing it to Michelle, she made a shot but the goal was saved. 'THE SCORE IS 30-0 TO GRIFFINDOR! COME ON YOU LIONS,' roared Dean. 'HUFFLEPUFF HAVE THE QUAFFLE. COME ON GRIFFINDORS; KNOCK THEM OFF THEIR BROOMS! JUST A LITTLE JOKE PROFESSOR…HUFFLEPUFF ARE GAINING ON THE GOALS. THEY SHOOT AND…THEY SCORE.' The Hufflepuff part of the spectators cheered loudly, although they were barely heard through the wind. 'THE SCORE STANDS AT 30-10.'
As the game went on, it had become harder and harder to keep on your broom. Everyone was frozen on to his or her brooms; it was so cold that it hurt when you caught the Quaffle as your hands were so numb. The score now stood at 70-20 to Griffindor. There was still no sign of the golden snitch.
Ginny saw the Quaffle head nearer the goal, she put on a spurt of speed.
WHAM!
The bludger hit Ginny square on the back. Pain spurted through her. Ginny felt herself slip from the broom before she was engulfed in total darkness.
A/n: mwahahaha a cliffhanger. Anyway please review.