Quidditch
Mannd
AN1: Stuff in Italics is directly from the book, which I didn't write. So no, I really really don't own HP or GW. No really.
On a Saturday morning in November, five motorcycles sped down the small paved road. The teens looking forward to seeing Harry play. A small paved turn around had enough room to park the bikes and the teens got off and turned almost as one as a black elegant car drove up. The elegant car pulled almost silently to the metal gates of Hogwarts, and the person sitting in the passenger seat looked a bit nervous. "Are you okay, Mrs. Dursley?"
"Just…" Petunia paused, "nervous, I guess," she said giving him a small smile, "I always wanted to see my sister's school and then…" her hands fluttered slightly, and she looked back at the stone walls and the ruins she could see beyond, "why don't I see it?" She asked. She gave a small start as her door was opened, "Severus? Severus Snape?" She asked stunned and taking the offered hand as he steadily drew her out of the car.
"Hello Tuney," he said giving her a rare smile, "I trust you are feeling better?"
"Harry doesn't know right?" She asked suddenly nervous again.
"We kept our promise to you and haven't told him," Trowa said and she gave him another nervous smile.
"This is for you," Severus said as he pulled a gold necklace from his pocket, a small charm of a lily crossed with a petunia hung from it and he put it around her neck, "only you will be able to remove this, it will keep you in contact with Harry, heating up if he is in danger." She touched it, her eyes filling with tears and he slowly brought his wand up to her eye level and then touched the charm with it's tip, "revealo," he said murmuring and Petunia's eyes grew wide as she finally saw the beautiful castle behind the gates.
"Now I'm jealous all over again," she said with sigh but smiling, "it's wonderful."
Snape and Zechs gave her a smile and Snape offered his arm to her, "come the game is due to start in 30 minutes and Harry is already in the locker room getting ready."
"How is he?" Petunia asked as the pilots and Snape moved through the gate and he led them to the Quidditch pitch.
Snape sighed, "nervous."
She looked at him sharply, "you're not happy he's on the team."
Snape gave a small grimace and felt Zechs' hand on his back encouraging him to be honest, "I'm not. Not because I don't think he can do the job, he is a natural. It is just hard enough as first year and even as a third year to learn to balance school and sports during this time. The rules were severely bent for him and not that I am exactly a strict rule follower, I understand why this type of rule is in place."
Petunia nodded as she looked around, glad that she was letting Severus guide her as she was awed by the sights, "Harry was never allowed to play in any sports or in any after school activity until last year, when I took over that part of his schooling. He took Tai Chi and was quickly set to learn several other martial arts forms. The instructor said he was like a small sponge, soaking up the knowledge and flourishing with the physical activity."
Snape gave a small nod and motioned for the seven to precede him up the stairs, "this is the guest box," he said, and pointed to another set of seats, "I have to sit in the faculty box over there, but I will be back to take you to see Harry afterward," he sat for a while and proceeded to point out the many sights that they could see. No one noticed WuFei slipping away.
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Harry was grateful to the twins as they seemed to sense his nervousness and were cracking joke after joke but he wasn't sure if it was making him more nervous or not. "Breath, Harry," he said to himself as his hands shook and he fought to get his game robes on. He was actually glad that his teammates couldn't really see how nervous (no scratch that) terrified he was.
Hands came into his view and calmly helped him straighten his robe, "Breath in, Deshi," a voice said softly and Harry took a slow breath in "breath out," the voice said again and Harry followed as it instructed until he was able to focus on the person speaking.
"Fei?" Harry said and WuFei gave a small grimace at the nickname but nodded and reminded him to continue breathing. Harry closed his eyes and followed WuFei's directions then his own internal rhythm and his heart rate slowly slowed down and settled into the rhythm he was familiar with.
"All right there, Potter?" a voice said from behind him and Harry blinked his eyes open and noticed that WuFei had slipped away and, surprisingly, he was calm.
"Fine," he said smiling at Wood who gave him a puzzled look then nodded, "time?"
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Students rapidly filled the seats, Duo nudged Quatre when he saw a banner that had Potter for President flashing in several colors with a large well drawn lion underneath. Quatre grinned as he felt the excitement from the crowd.
"Welcome to the first Quidditch Game of the year: Gryffindor vs. Slytherin," a voice yelled, just before 11 o'clock, and the students erupted into cheers. Fifteen people came out onto the pitch, seven dressed in green and seven in red with a grey haired woman in black and white striped robes standing between them. She spoke to them and two of the players shook hands and the pilots could see them glowering at each other. Then the players mounted their brooms and the woman kicked a large box at her feet, which opened to release three balls into the air then threw the red one up.
Duo's mouth fell open as he watched them flying, and he turned his head and saw the stunned glazed look in the other pilot's eyes. Only Zechs looked calm as he watched the players going back and forth, he leaned over slightly and spoke to Petunia. "The two at either end guarding the hoops are called Keepers; they stop the red ball from going into the hoops by the six chasers, three for either side. The ones with the bats are called beaters; they hit the two balls that are flying around on their own at the other team's players to mess up play. Harry and the other Seeker are flying up high because they are looking for a ball about the size of a golf ball called the snitch. Each ball through the hoop is 10 points, the caught snitch is worth 150 points and ends the game."
Petunia bit her lip as she watched keeping her eye on all the players, "I didn't realize that they were so fast," she said.
"The professional players are even faster," Zechs said then heard Duo make a noise making Zechs laugh, "I can see if Severus will get us tickets to one of the professional games." He said looking back and Duo's eyes lit up as the braided teen grinned happily.
"Slytherin in possession," the announcer whom they had heard a teacher yell at and call out Jordan at some comment about pretty girls that he had made. "Chaser Pucey ducks two Bludgers, two Weasleys, and Chaser Bell, and speeds towards the – wait a moment – was that the Snitch?"
The pilots turned and watched as Harry and the Slytherin Seeker dove through the air. Petunia clenched her hands tightly in her lap as she watched her nephew dive closer and closer to the ground and she wanted to cry out, run out and catch him, or closer her eyes. She forced herself to be silent and watch until… WHAM! A roar of the crowd was heard as one of the players had blocked Harry on purpose which caused Harry to spin around. Petunia took a shuddering breath as she watched him get control of his broom, 'why oh why did I agree to let him play?' she thought.
"Breath, Petunia," Zechs leaned over and said, "there are charms all over to keep the players from being hurt too badly." She threw him a grateful look but turned her attention back to the pitch.
Jordan was having a hard time keeping his commentary neutral causing Duo to laugh out loud and several quirk of lips as he gave his view of the foul. "So – after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating –"
"Jordan!" growled Professor McGonagall.
"I mean, after that open and revolting foul –"
"Jordan, I'm warning you –"
"All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure, so a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by Spinnet, who puts it away, no trouble, and we continue play, Gryffindor in possession."
Petunia knew the instant something was wrong, not only could she see Harry struggling, but her necklace charm heated up. She reached out and blindly grabbed Zechs' wrist, "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Something is happening…" she said as she watched Harry fighting to stay on his broom. The other pilots followed her gaze up, as did several in the crowd. Petunia gave a small scream and buried her head in Zechs' shoulder when Harry fell off his broom, but quickly looked back up and gave a whimper of relief when he got back on only to watch him fall back off.
Suddenly a yell came from the teacher's box and Zechs tore his eyes off of the boy to look over at his lover who was stomping on his smoking robes then watched as Snape looked back up looking desperately for Harry in the air. He looked back up in time to see Harry speeding towards the ground clamping his hand over his mouth, and then he hit the field on all four coughing then caught something that fell out of his mouth. Harry stared at it in shock for several seconds before holding it up and shouting, "I've got the Snitch!" He turned and for several seconds his eyes locked on to his aunt's who was smiling happily at him, wiping tears of relief off of her face.
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Harry grinned happily at his Aunt as they left the field and made their way back to the castle, although she had to leave soon and get back to Privet Drive, he wanted to show her his dorm and common room. Petunia smiled as she watched the excited boy chattering about his classes and friends then she looked up again to take in another wonderful view of the castle. A small hut (well small compared to the castle anyway) sat on the right of the path and as they passed it the door opened and a beaming giant of a man came out. "You!" Petunia said halting the small precession of pilots and Harry's friends.
Hagrid looked in surprise at the angry voice of the woman who yelled, "excuse me? Do I know you?" Hagrid said.
Petunia marched over to the man and started to poke him in his stomach, "How dare you do what you did and act as if you have no idea who I am!" Petunia yelled, ignoring the shocked look on Harry's face and Quatre who was trying to calm her down, "if I could I would bend you over my knee and spank you!"
Hagrid looked concerned and puzzled but backed away from the poking finger and irate woman, until he stumbled back into the one room house. Fang, the great coward, was hiding under the bed, when the woman followed him in still yelling and poking then calmly looked at Quatre, "close the door, please Mr. Winner," Quatre blinked, then closed the door leaving the three people (one irate, one terrified and one puzzled) in the hut.
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Harry watched and listened in amazement and no little fear as his Aunt chewed Hagrid out. Her yelling could be heard through the walls of the hut and after the first few minutes Hagrid stopped trying to calm her down. Then it grew silent and Harry fidgeted wondering if he ought to send someone for Madam Pomfrey when the door of the hut opened. Quatre led a pale Petunia was led out of the hut. He quietly handed her his handkerchief to wipe the tears that had been streaming down her face. She saw Harry's worried expression and gave him a small smile, "I apologize Harry," Petunia said coming over to the boy and putting a hand on his head, "I shouldn't have lost my temper."
Harry was about to stammer a reply when a very grey Hagrid came out of his hut, his face was nearly covered in the table cloth sized handkerchief as he sobbed silently into the cloth, "I…" Hagrid began, "I never meant to hurt or scare you like that, Mrs. Dursley," he said (or at least that's what Harry thought he said, it was hard to understand through the tears), "I didn't think you would be so worried about Harry disappearing."
Petunia gave a small sigh and moved back to the tall man and patted his arm, "I'm sorry I yelled," she said, and he lowered the cloth and gave her a watery smile, "but maybe next time you will think before you kidnap a boy off of an island and leave his relatives with no way to get back and no idea where the boy went. You were very lucky that…" Petunia paused and looked over at Harry, "I was unable to call the authorities and have you up on kidnapping charges." Hagrid gave a morose nod then turned and went back into his hut.
AN2 : Not really happy with this, it needs more interaction with Harry and the pilots. I might go back and do a filler section to it later, but I wanted a Duo and Quidditch and I wrote this whole one shot just to write the last scene between Hagrid and Petunia. I think Hagrid deserves to be yelled at for just taking Harry like that and if we go by the movie it would have been the last time they see him until June ten months away. Despite how most people portray Petunia in their fictions and how many of us perceive how she acts, I think she did care for Harry, she just didn't know how to show it or get past her anger/guilt/grief to show him. Just as Snape couldn't get past how much Harry looked like his father, I think Petunia couldn't get past how much Harry's eyes looked like her sister's. If you notice in PoA, it wasn't Petunia that demanded anything of Harry when Marge blew up, I think she was just as furious as Harry was about Marge demeaning her sister (and in a round about way her), but couldn't say anything.
AN3: The next chapter might take a bit… having problems with my funny bone again. Sorry
