Harry pressed his back to the wall. Breath coming ragged and heavy. Sweat beading on his brow. He looked next to him at Hermione. She was in a similar state as him, breathing heavy, sweat pouring down her face. They knew their enemy was inside this building. Harry checked his gun, a bit low on ammo, but it would have to do. They were going to be in for a fight once they were inside. They lost the third member of their team to an enemy sniper back in the alleyway, their enemy was not to be trifled with.
"You ready?" Hermione nodded at him. Harry breathed deeply, centering himself, and burst through the door. They entered into a long hallway with a number of rooms. They knew their enemy was waiting for them somewhere in the building. They passed the first few rooms quickly, knowing it would be too obvious an ambush spot. They quietly made their way down the hallway towards the open door at the end. The door seemed to lead into a large conference room where the table had been thrown on its side.
Harry and Hermione stopped on either side of the door, listening. They could heart at least two people breathing inside, one male, one female. Hermione pulled a small coin out of her pocket, nodded at Harry, and rolled it into the room. They tracked the sound as it rolled on the floor till it hit something too far into the room to be the wall. As soon as it hit, both Harry and Hermione dove into the room, guns already aimed at where the figures in the room should be.
Harry fired two shots at the female standing to the side of the door, both hitting her in the torso. Harry heard Hermione fire at a figure on the other side of the room. They both crashed into the table in the middle of the room. Harry stood up and brushed himself off. He turned to see how Hermione fared, only to freeze at the sight in front of him.
Their enemy was standing there holding Hermione's arms behind her back, her gun pointed into her back. Harry looked into the icy blue eyes of his enemy and knew that he would not hesitate to shoot Hermione. Harry knew there was only one thing that he could do.
Harry slowly raised his gun. Aiming straight at his enemy, and Hermione. His enemy raised one eyebrow, as if challenging Harry to take the shot. Harry blinked a bead of sweat out of his eye, and in rapid fire, pulled the trigger.
"Honestly Harry. You had to shoot me," Hermione said as she took off her laser-tag vest.
"Hey, we won, didn't we?" Harry gave her a goofy grin. Hermione just rolled her eyes at him and took his hand as they walked out to meet up with their opponents.
They walked out to the snack bar and found Ron, Ginny, and Neville already there waiting for them.
"Great game their mate," Ron said. "I really thought I had you at the end there."
"Yeah, I'll probably be hearing about it for a while," Harry said, giving a sideways glance at Hermione.
"I know how you feel mate," Neville said as he watched Luna walk over with nachos for them. For he had been the one who sniped Luna at the start of the match.
Luna arrived at their table and passed out nachos, before snuggling up next to Neville. So, the group sat and ate their snacks, talking and laughing and simply having a good time together.