A/N: Oh my goodness! This is cause for celebration! TWENTY CHAPTERS! Woo-Hooodi-Hoo-Hoo! *Throws confetti, blows a trumpet* Alright, like I promised... Quidditch this chapter! Have fun-diddly-uuuun!
Chapter Twenty: Celebrate Good Times! C'mon! (stupid song!)
Harry watched as Ron came up to the dorm, his face red and his mouth forming a goofy grin. He looked at Harry, then jumped.
"Whoa...I thought you'd be asleep!" He said, sighing as he spotted Harry.
"I couldn't get to sleep..." He said simply, "Why are you so happy?"
Ron's ears turned red, "Well, I'm just looking forward to tomorrow's game..."
"Really? I thought you'd be scared out of your mind...we are playing Slytherin."
Ron's grinned quickly turned into a scowl, "Just my luck, now Malfoy'll have something else to make fun of me for..."
"What d'you mean?! You're practically as good as Oliver! You just don't have any confidence," Harry said, then gave him a suspicious look, "That's not what you were thinking about, and you know it."
"Well, ask Kit tomorrow!" Ron said hastily, jumping into bed and drawing the curtains.
Harry scowled, drawing his own curtains. (Kit better have a crystal clear explanation for this...)
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The day of the game dawned bright and chilly, the cool October wind blowing lazily. Kit looked around the Great Hall, waiting for Ron and the twins. She was slightly worried what Harry would say, or what Derek would think, about her going out with a boy just a week after they broke up. She'd never had a boyfriend before Derek, and never had a kiss before the one with Ron.
She wasn't too sure what she was expecting when she looked over at his table, but she surely wasn't expecting his hair to be all disheveled, his eyes bloodshot, and his face so tired. She quickly looked away, not able to bear the way he looked. She didn't know why, it was too far away to read his mind, but she knew that something must have devastated him...And he had a game today! Kit wasn't really sure that she should feel sorry for him, after all...he did try to... (Don't think about that! It's not worth getting angry over! And besides, the team is coming now...)
Kit sat down beside Ron, who was pale and sweating as he looked disgustingly at his cereal. Harry and the twins sat across from them, and the Chasers took Kit's other side, except for Angelina, who was beside Fred. She turned away as they gave each other a surreptitious kiss.
"Are you alright, Ron?" Kit asked, putting her hand tenderly on his clenched hands. "You look horrible!"
"I'm fine," He croaked, not looking at her but taking her hand and squeezing it softly, "Don't worry about me."
"He's just worried," Harry said knowingly, "I'm sure you'll do fine Ron!"
"Yeah," Alicia said consolingly, "You did great in practice yesterday! Saved all my shots!"
Ron looked at her painfully, "I missed two of Angelina's...and one of Katie's."
"Ron, you'll be fine!" Kit said, looking at him worriedly, "I don't like seeing you like this. You have nothing to worry about! Besides, I did let you borrow my Cygnus, and you said yourself that it flies perfectly with you!"
He looked at her back, smiling weakly, "At least I know you'll be rooting for me..."
Harry turned to them, his smile turning into a suspicious glare, "What's that all about? Why are you two holding each other's hands? Why are you two---"
"They're obviously an item, Harry," Katie said dismissively, "Now, you must keep your focus whenever we're on the field, Ron... And you Kit, don't go distracting him, okay?"
She blushed, "I won't be distracting anyone...honestly!"
The twins cracked grins, "Glad to see she finally gave you the time of day, little brother. We'll be getting the wedding invitation any day now, I suppose?" Fred grinned, "Why...you two can have a double wedding with u---"
Angelina glared at him and he shut up. Kit knew for a fact he was about to say 'us', but maybe Katie and Alicia didn't know yet, or maybe Lee Jordan didn't, for he had just sat down and looked at him suspiciously.
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"Ready for the game, Kit?" Hermione asked, sitting down in the stands beside her, "I do hope Ron does well...he looked terribly pale this morning..."
Kit nodded thoughtfully, then turned and watched as Seamus and Dean sat above of them, Lavender and Parvati sitting between. Colin Creevey and his younger brother sat below, watching the field eagerly. Ginny sat beside Kit, and Neville slid into the seat beside her. Ginny turned to Kit, grinninng form ear to ear.
"Oh! I'm so happy for you!" She gave Kit a small hug and looked at her again, "Ron's been talking about you since he first saw Harry bring you into the bookstore in Diagon Alley!"
Kit looked at her mildly, not really up to much more discussion over her relationship with Ron right now, she was far too busy looking at the field, waiting for Gryffindor's team to come out of the dressing rooms.
"Oh! Here he comes, HERE HE COMES!" Colin said happily, watching as the Gryffindor team came walking out onto the field, Angelina in the lead with Fred and George behind her and then Ron, Harry, and the other Chasers bringing up the rear.
She cheered and whistled with the rest of the Gryffindor's, laughing with Hermione as Dennis waved madly to Harry, hitting Colin in the head with his Gryffindor flag. Kit watched as the Slytherin team came out, Draco leading, then Crabbe and Goyle following him. She looked, then took a double take as she saw Pansy in silver and green robes, standing behing the massive forms of Malfoy's cronies. She was followed by the three Chasers.
"Pansy Parkinson's new Keeper?!" Hermione gasped, lookign at the field in horror, "How is she on the team?! I thought that Slytherin only let guys on the team!"
Kit heard the rest of the Gryffindor's booing as the Slytherin's cheered. She watched Madam Hooch walk out into the field, then Angelina Johnson and Draco shake hands briskly, then glare at each other. Kit noticed also that he looked far more presentable then he had at breakfast, but she didn't have too much time to look as Madam Hooch released the balls and blew her whistle.
"And Johnson's speeding to the Slytherin goals, but drops it as Slytherin Beater Crabbe knocks a Bludger into her path, allowing Montague to catch the fumbled Quaffle. He passes to Holland, who tosses to Gryffindor's hoops. Now our new Keeper can show what he's made of..." Lee Jordan yelled fastly.
The Slytherin's all groaned as Ron caught it. He looked so bewildered that you would've thought he didn't know he was on the field. He tossed it to Katie, who tossed it to Alicia who passed to Angelina and she---
"And a superb score by Gryffindor! Way to go Angelina!" Lee yelled gleefully, adding ten points to their score.
"Chaser Holland passes the Quaffle as Fred, or George, knocks a Bludger towards him, making him lose focus and throw to Montague's left, Quaffle's seized by Alicia Spinnet, who passes off to Katie! Katie dodges a Bludger, nice one! And speeds to the Slytherin hoop---"
The Gryffindor's trilled outraged groans of protest. Kyle Holland, Slytherin's new Chaser, had knocked into Katie, causing her to slam into the stands. Harry, who had been circling over everyone looked down as he heard her scream in pain.
"Nasty, filthy, twisted little---"
"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall warned, looking at him sternly.
"Sorry Professor...er---Katie's back up, thank goodness! She's lost the Quaffle to Montague, who reverse passes to Bletchley, who scores! Oh no!"
Lee morosely added ten points to Slytherin, tying them with Gryffindor. Kit looked at Ron, who was turning red from embarassment. He looked flustered as he swooped for the Quaffle and threw it back in. Pansy was cackling and Kit spotted Draco above them, chuckling malevonlently.
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Harry looked around the field, trying to see the Snitch as he ignored the noise below. He spotted Malfoy on the other side of the field, himself scanning the air around him. Harry looked to his left, spotting a glint of gold. He saw the Snitch, if he caught it now, when the score was fifty to twenty, they'd win easily. He looked to see if the other Seeker had noticed, and seeing that he hadn't, raced to grab it, and dove down as it zoomed away.
Harry flew over to the right a little, Draco had rammed him and was now stretching for the Snitch. Harry raced back into position and knocked his hand out of the way. He had the Snitch, he had his fingers closed around it...
"Harry Potter has the Snitch! Gryffindor w---" Lee Jordan cut off.
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"RON!" Kit screamed, jumping down the stands to get a better look. Ron had just been knocked in the head with a Bludger, and Fred and George were trying to get to him through the mass of Slytherin's, all of them watching in shock and pleasure. Ron looked around hazily, then his eyes rolled up, and he rolled off of his broom, falling towards the ground, clearly unconcious.
"He can't fall from that high! He'll die! RON!" Kit was shrieking, watching helplessly as he sped to the ground. The teachers were all shooing the teams away, trying to get their wands to have a clear path to aim for.
"YES!" Hermione roared as Dumbledore slowed him down, letting him lightly hit the ground. He ran towards Ron and revived him.
Kit couldn't help it, she, like Ginny, Fred, George, Harry and Hermione were all heading for his spot on the field. Kit pushed her way through the stands, then hopped over the gate as she ran at breakneck speed to the small crowd around him.
"Is he okay?" Harry was asking Dumbledore quietly, looking at Ron as he scanned the people around him, his face looking mildly surprised.
"I'm fine, you don' need to worry 'bout me..." Ron slurred, smiling at Harry, then turning to Kit, "What's got you all sour?! Nothing to worry about...We did win, eh Harry?"
Harry shook his head, grinning, "Yeah, we did win..."
"Well, then!" Ron said, standing up and brushing himself. "That's cause for a celebration! None of this gloomy wallowing... I myself can't see what you're all on about!"
Fred and George both grinned, "You crazy little bloke!"
Kit smiled too, taking Ron, hugging him, then kissing him on the cheek.
"I should get hit in the head more often!" He said, grinning even more widely as they all made their way to the cheering mass of Gryffindor supporters.
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A/N: Well, twenty-one will be devoted to a Hogsmeade visit and a little chat with Sirius and Lupin! *Harry looks happy, then looks at Kit, who's asleep on the floor, clutching a little bear.* She's been asleep all day... *Kit looks up, then dozes back off*
Chapter Twenty: Celebrate Good Times! C'mon! (stupid song!)
Harry watched as Ron came up to the dorm, his face red and his mouth forming a goofy grin. He looked at Harry, then jumped.
"Whoa...I thought you'd be asleep!" He said, sighing as he spotted Harry.
"I couldn't get to sleep..." He said simply, "Why are you so happy?"
Ron's ears turned red, "Well, I'm just looking forward to tomorrow's game..."
"Really? I thought you'd be scared out of your mind...we are playing Slytherin."
Ron's grinned quickly turned into a scowl, "Just my luck, now Malfoy'll have something else to make fun of me for..."
"What d'you mean?! You're practically as good as Oliver! You just don't have any confidence," Harry said, then gave him a suspicious look, "That's not what you were thinking about, and you know it."
"Well, ask Kit tomorrow!" Ron said hastily, jumping into bed and drawing the curtains.
Harry scowled, drawing his own curtains. (Kit better have a crystal clear explanation for this...)
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The day of the game dawned bright and chilly, the cool October wind blowing lazily. Kit looked around the Great Hall, waiting for Ron and the twins. She was slightly worried what Harry would say, or what Derek would think, about her going out with a boy just a week after they broke up. She'd never had a boyfriend before Derek, and never had a kiss before the one with Ron.
She wasn't too sure what she was expecting when she looked over at his table, but she surely wasn't expecting his hair to be all disheveled, his eyes bloodshot, and his face so tired. She quickly looked away, not able to bear the way he looked. She didn't know why, it was too far away to read his mind, but she knew that something must have devastated him...And he had a game today! Kit wasn't really sure that she should feel sorry for him, after all...he did try to... (Don't think about that! It's not worth getting angry over! And besides, the team is coming now...)
Kit sat down beside Ron, who was pale and sweating as he looked disgustingly at his cereal. Harry and the twins sat across from them, and the Chasers took Kit's other side, except for Angelina, who was beside Fred. She turned away as they gave each other a surreptitious kiss.
"Are you alright, Ron?" Kit asked, putting her hand tenderly on his clenched hands. "You look horrible!"
"I'm fine," He croaked, not looking at her but taking her hand and squeezing it softly, "Don't worry about me."
"He's just worried," Harry said knowingly, "I'm sure you'll do fine Ron!"
"Yeah," Alicia said consolingly, "You did great in practice yesterday! Saved all my shots!"
Ron looked at her painfully, "I missed two of Angelina's...and one of Katie's."
"Ron, you'll be fine!" Kit said, looking at him worriedly, "I don't like seeing you like this. You have nothing to worry about! Besides, I did let you borrow my Cygnus, and you said yourself that it flies perfectly with you!"
He looked at her back, smiling weakly, "At least I know you'll be rooting for me..."
Harry turned to them, his smile turning into a suspicious glare, "What's that all about? Why are you two holding each other's hands? Why are you two---"
"They're obviously an item, Harry," Katie said dismissively, "Now, you must keep your focus whenever we're on the field, Ron... And you Kit, don't go distracting him, okay?"
She blushed, "I won't be distracting anyone...honestly!"
The twins cracked grins, "Glad to see she finally gave you the time of day, little brother. We'll be getting the wedding invitation any day now, I suppose?" Fred grinned, "Why...you two can have a double wedding with u---"
Angelina glared at him and he shut up. Kit knew for a fact he was about to say 'us', but maybe Katie and Alicia didn't know yet, or maybe Lee Jordan didn't, for he had just sat down and looked at him suspiciously.
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"Ready for the game, Kit?" Hermione asked, sitting down in the stands beside her, "I do hope Ron does well...he looked terribly pale this morning..."
Kit nodded thoughtfully, then turned and watched as Seamus and Dean sat above of them, Lavender and Parvati sitting between. Colin Creevey and his younger brother sat below, watching the field eagerly. Ginny sat beside Kit, and Neville slid into the seat beside her. Ginny turned to Kit, grinninng form ear to ear.
"Oh! I'm so happy for you!" She gave Kit a small hug and looked at her again, "Ron's been talking about you since he first saw Harry bring you into the bookstore in Diagon Alley!"
Kit looked at her mildly, not really up to much more discussion over her relationship with Ron right now, she was far too busy looking at the field, waiting for Gryffindor's team to come out of the dressing rooms.
"Oh! Here he comes, HERE HE COMES!" Colin said happily, watching as the Gryffindor team came walking out onto the field, Angelina in the lead with Fred and George behind her and then Ron, Harry, and the other Chasers bringing up the rear.
She cheered and whistled with the rest of the Gryffindor's, laughing with Hermione as Dennis waved madly to Harry, hitting Colin in the head with his Gryffindor flag. Kit watched as the Slytherin team came out, Draco leading, then Crabbe and Goyle following him. She looked, then took a double take as she saw Pansy in silver and green robes, standing behing the massive forms of Malfoy's cronies. She was followed by the three Chasers.
"Pansy Parkinson's new Keeper?!" Hermione gasped, lookign at the field in horror, "How is she on the team?! I thought that Slytherin only let guys on the team!"
Kit heard the rest of the Gryffindor's booing as the Slytherin's cheered. She watched Madam Hooch walk out into the field, then Angelina Johnson and Draco shake hands briskly, then glare at each other. Kit noticed also that he looked far more presentable then he had at breakfast, but she didn't have too much time to look as Madam Hooch released the balls and blew her whistle.
"And Johnson's speeding to the Slytherin goals, but drops it as Slytherin Beater Crabbe knocks a Bludger into her path, allowing Montague to catch the fumbled Quaffle. He passes to Holland, who tosses to Gryffindor's hoops. Now our new Keeper can show what he's made of..." Lee Jordan yelled fastly.
The Slytherin's all groaned as Ron caught it. He looked so bewildered that you would've thought he didn't know he was on the field. He tossed it to Katie, who tossed it to Alicia who passed to Angelina and she---
"And a superb score by Gryffindor! Way to go Angelina!" Lee yelled gleefully, adding ten points to their score.
"Chaser Holland passes the Quaffle as Fred, or George, knocks a Bludger towards him, making him lose focus and throw to Montague's left, Quaffle's seized by Alicia Spinnet, who passes off to Katie! Katie dodges a Bludger, nice one! And speeds to the Slytherin hoop---"
The Gryffindor's trilled outraged groans of protest. Kyle Holland, Slytherin's new Chaser, had knocked into Katie, causing her to slam into the stands. Harry, who had been circling over everyone looked down as he heard her scream in pain.
"Nasty, filthy, twisted little---"
"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall warned, looking at him sternly.
"Sorry Professor...er---Katie's back up, thank goodness! She's lost the Quaffle to Montague, who reverse passes to Bletchley, who scores! Oh no!"
Lee morosely added ten points to Slytherin, tying them with Gryffindor. Kit looked at Ron, who was turning red from embarassment. He looked flustered as he swooped for the Quaffle and threw it back in. Pansy was cackling and Kit spotted Draco above them, chuckling malevonlently.
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Harry looked around the field, trying to see the Snitch as he ignored the noise below. He spotted Malfoy on the other side of the field, himself scanning the air around him. Harry looked to his left, spotting a glint of gold. He saw the Snitch, if he caught it now, when the score was fifty to twenty, they'd win easily. He looked to see if the other Seeker had noticed, and seeing that he hadn't, raced to grab it, and dove down as it zoomed away.
Harry flew over to the right a little, Draco had rammed him and was now stretching for the Snitch. Harry raced back into position and knocked his hand out of the way. He had the Snitch, he had his fingers closed around it...
"Harry Potter has the Snitch! Gryffindor w---" Lee Jordan cut off.
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"RON!" Kit screamed, jumping down the stands to get a better look. Ron had just been knocked in the head with a Bludger, and Fred and George were trying to get to him through the mass of Slytherin's, all of them watching in shock and pleasure. Ron looked around hazily, then his eyes rolled up, and he rolled off of his broom, falling towards the ground, clearly unconcious.
"He can't fall from that high! He'll die! RON!" Kit was shrieking, watching helplessly as he sped to the ground. The teachers were all shooing the teams away, trying to get their wands to have a clear path to aim for.
"YES!" Hermione roared as Dumbledore slowed him down, letting him lightly hit the ground. He ran towards Ron and revived him.
Kit couldn't help it, she, like Ginny, Fred, George, Harry and Hermione were all heading for his spot on the field. Kit pushed her way through the stands, then hopped over the gate as she ran at breakneck speed to the small crowd around him.
"Is he okay?" Harry was asking Dumbledore quietly, looking at Ron as he scanned the people around him, his face looking mildly surprised.
"I'm fine, you don' need to worry 'bout me..." Ron slurred, smiling at Harry, then turning to Kit, "What's got you all sour?! Nothing to worry about...We did win, eh Harry?"
Harry shook his head, grinning, "Yeah, we did win..."
"Well, then!" Ron said, standing up and brushing himself. "That's cause for a celebration! None of this gloomy wallowing... I myself can't see what you're all on about!"
Fred and George both grinned, "You crazy little bloke!"
Kit smiled too, taking Ron, hugging him, then kissing him on the cheek.
"I should get hit in the head more often!" He said, grinning even more widely as they all made their way to the cheering mass of Gryffindor supporters.
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A/N: Well, twenty-one will be devoted to a Hogsmeade visit and a little chat with Sirius and Lupin! *Harry looks happy, then looks at Kit, who's asleep on the floor, clutching a little bear.* She's been asleep all day... *Kit looks up, then dozes back off*