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Literally In Hell With: Draco Malfoy

Chapter 7

Snitch

No one was nearly as friendly as the guy they met at the entrance of the town. Every time Hermione stopped to ask were the town ended the answer would be a threatening growl.

"I give up." Hermione dropped to her knees and laid on the dirt ground. Draco slouched over and eventually sat on the ground to join her.

"You never give up," Draco protested. "Why now? We don't have anything to loose."

Hermione looked up at him. "Maybe we don't have anything to gain either. Maybe this town will be our fate."

"Well I don't want it to be my fate," Draco snapped. "Get up." Draco stood up himself then tugged on the handcuff.

"Ouch!" Hermione said.

"If you don't get up then I'll drag you through the rest of this town." Draco threatened.

"Go ahead." Hermione snapped back.

Draco shrugged and started to move forward. Hermione let out a loud squeal since her arm was being pulled out of its socket. "Alright! I'll get up! Just don't rip my arm off!" Hermione quickly got to her feat and took her place by Draco's side.

Without another word they started to move forward. There was something different about this part of the town. It seemed to have a sound coming from it. It wasn't too loud at first but the father into the town they got the louder the sound became. It was cheering. Both Hermione and Draco were confused. How could anyone possibly be cheering in Hell?

A small tan man ran in front of Hermione and Draco. He was caring a stick with a red cloth around it. "Excuse me?" Hermione asked.

The small man turned around. "Yes?"

"What's all the noise about?"

The man had a surprised look on his face. "It's the game of course!" He said excitedly.

"The game?" It was Draco's time to butt in.

The man nodded his head. "The Quidditch game!" He shouted before scurrying off.

Draco's face went bright. "Come on! We have to go!" He started to pull Hermione.

"Why would they have Quidditch here?"

Draco let out a moan of frustration. "Who cares? It's Quidditch Granger, Quidditch!"

Hermione let out a sigh. "I know what he said but it just can't be right. What if it's a trap? It could be just to catch us."

"Do you really think that out of all the people in Hell they would care so much to do something like that for us? I don't think so." Draco pulled Hermione again. "Lets go!"

"Fine," Hermione said stubbornly.

Once Draco heard this he started to make a mad dash towards the sound. Hermione had a hard time keeping up the pace. After another two blocks both of them came to a complete stop.

In front of them stood the biggest Quidditch pitch either of them had ever seen. As they took a second glance they noticed that the Quidditch hoops were covered in spikes in the inside of them. Hermione quickly glance at Draco with a worried expression. Draco just ignored her a pushed through the crowd.

A loud voice boomed through the crowds, "Please give a welcome to team Liaish!"

There was a loud cheer as seven purple blurs sped out into the field. They didn't do any special tricks like normal Quidditch teams did but they just drifted in the sky.

The voice came once again. "Give a even bigger welcome to team Flamed-heart! Despite of their losses they haven't lost a game yet!"

"Now that makes no sense," Hermione wondered out loud.

"Nothing make sense here," Draco snapped. He was much to excited to see the Quidditch match then hear Hermione's bickering.

Seven red blurs flew out on the field as fast as lighting. They look like fire being shot through the sky. They circled the stadium as the crowd gave an even bigger cheer then the last time.

"There's something different about that team," Hermione said.

Suddenly one of them flew by and stopped right where Hermione and Draco were standing. It wasn't a damned soul that sat on it but a demon. It was thin but muscular. It had two giant horns coming out of his head that were at least a foot long each. Before he left he grinned at the audience and gave a quick wink towards Hermione.

"But the rest of them are human!" Hermione stated loudly.

Draco didn't seem too considered about who was human or not. "He winked at you!" he laughed. "A demon has the hots for Granger."

Hermione let out a moan of frustration. "Don't you care about-"

"Sh," Draco cut her off. "It's starting."

Another person entered the pitch caring a spiked Quaffle. There was no snitch though. The person through the ball up in the air and immediately one of the Demons caught it. All of the purple dots quickly fled away except for one.

Draco tapped on Hermione's shoulder and pointed towards the sky. There seemed to be a giant muggle TV like they usually had at basketball games. It was floating in the sky giving everyone a better view of the game.

"That isn't-" Draco started.

Hermione's eyes opened as she stared at the only human who did not flee. His red hair was flying over making it nearly impossible to see his face, but Hermione knew immediately whom it was. A twenty-year-old Ronald Weasley. "Ron," Hermione whispered.

Draco let out a laugh. "Weasley is our king!" He started to sing.

Hermione shoved him. "Shut up! This is serious! He could hurt."

"Granger he's already dead."

"So what? He can still feel pain!" Hermione protested. Her eyes darted back towards the giant TV. Ron was out of the picture as the TV zoomed up on two Demons with spiked clubs as they pounded two humans. The spikes dug into the flesh and came out again. Blood fell from the clubs and landed on the pitch in big droplets. The crowd let out a loud cheer as the two men fell to the ground.

"This is horrible!" Hermione squealed. She turned her head to see Draco's reaction. He was cheering along with the crowd.

"Might as well!" Draco yelled. "Ouch!" Draco said as he saw one of the members of purple team get hit in the stomach with the spiked Quaffle. "Another one bites the dust," The man fell to the ground.

"We need to help Ron!" Hermione yelled.

"No we don't." Draco said.

Hermione grabbed Draco face and turned it towards were the bodies lied on the ground. "Look!"

"One's twitching!" Draco shouted. A man behind them cheered and Hermione glared at him before turning back to Draco. There was another loud cheer. Hermione looked back at the screen and saw the keeper of the Liaish team hanging on one of the spikes by his stomach.

Hermione scanned the pitch for Ron. He had to be there somewhere. He seemed to be making a plan with the last team member as the other one fell to the ground. With a quick nod both Ron and the blond team member were on their way.

The other team member seemed to be a distraction. He flew towards a group of five demons while Ron snuck around to a beater. The demons might have been big but they weren't fast or very bright. Ron quickly snatched the club from its hand and hit it over the head with it. A fountain of blood came pouring out as the demon fell to the ground.

The crowd went slight. Hermione had a high suspicion that this wasn't supposed to happen. The six other demons all turned their attention onto Ron, ignoring the blond member. The blond member swiftly took the quaffle. As the demons sped towards Ron the blond through the ball into the air, Ron flew towards it and hit it on an angle. It hit one demon and bounced off it and hit the demon next to it in the stomach. They didn't flinch. Hermione suddenly realized the way to destroy them. "Hit them in the head!" she yelled.

Her voice echoed over the quite crowd. Ron nodded and made a plunge towards the closest demon. He smacked him over the head with the club. Just like Hermione said the demon fell to the ground. Ron did a sudden dive up and started to head towards the goals. Three of the demons followed while the other two stood starring at their fallen friend.

Ron waited behind the left goal. He floated right in the middle of it as if it framed him. The fastest demon sped towards Ron and went through the goal to get to him. The demon got stuck halfway through. Ron quickly flew away except this time he had four demons on his back. "A little help?" he yelled towards the blond.

The blond nodded and joined Ron's flight. It seemed as if they were organizing something again. Ron flew to the left and two demons followed him. The blond continued to fly straight. Ron made a sudden turn so that he was flying towards the blond. At this the blond stopped short and plunged towards the ground Ron did the same thing causing the four demons to collide with each other. The horns of each demon rammed into the other. They fell to the ground joining the other players.

Hermione sighed with relief. Ron had done it. He beat the demons! Hermione smiled as she watched Ron and the other floated in the air together, neither of them was smiling. Suddenly the crowd started to cheer again. It wasn't just yelling yes or screaming with joy they were chanted something. As it got louder and louder Hermione could understand what they were saying. "Snitch, snitch, snitch, SNITCH!"

Hermione held down her hair as a big gush of wind filled the air. Even Draco looked scared at what had entered the pitch. A bat with angle wings flew into the pitch. It wasn't just a bat, it was a dead bat. It had no skin, no organs, nothing but bones. As it came to a stop it let out a piercing roar. The crowd screamed with excitement.

For a few moments the three of them just starred at each other. Suddenly the "Snitch" made a quick dive and chomped the blond player in half. Ron quickly made a dive. The Snitch followed after. It was smooth and quick. Hermione had a sense it knew what it was doing to. "Malfoy you have to do something."

"Me? What am I supposed to do with you attached to me?" Draco snarled.

Hermione didn't care what he said. She pushed through the small amount of crowd that was blocking her way from the pitch. Draco tagged along not sure of what was going on.

As soon as Hermione got to the short wall that made the boarder from the pitch to the crowd she put two hands down and lifted herself up. Draco grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down. "What the bloody hell are you doing?" he shouted.

"I have to help Ron!" Hermione insisted.

"How? You don't know how to fly!" Draco snapped.

"But you do!"

Draco lifted up his wrist to show Hermione the cuff wrapped around it. "I can't fly like this!"

"Try," Hermione begged. "Please."

"No!" Draco shouted.

Hermione was sick of begging. She turned around and leaped over the wall before Draco could stop her. The chain some how stretched out so Draco was pulled into the small wall severing as an anchor. Hermione was trapped on the other side.

"Come back over!" Draco hissed.

"No!" Hermione shouted. "Come over here!"

"Weasley's doing fine!" Draco shouted. "Look!"

Hermione looked up and saw Ron dodging all of the Snitch's moves. It seemed like he was getting tired. There was no way he could defeat it. "Look Granger, he's not going to die. He's already dead. He'll just lose the game. If we go out there we're going to expose ourselves. We'll get caught!"

Suddenly the loud voice came again. "I've never seen a match like this! A mortal taking down all of those demons! The snitch hasn't even touched him yet! What is that I see? There's a girl in the pitch! It looks like she wants to join in. Someone get her a broom!" The voice announced.

Hermione noticed that the giant TV had focused on her. She put two of her fingers up gesturing she wanted two brooms. "What's this? It looks as if she has someone with her! Get two brooms!"

"Granger!" Draco snickered.

"To late now," Hermione said triumphantly.

Draco saw a demon walking over towards them with two brooms. "You're going to pay for this," Draco hissed as he climbed over the fence. "How am I supposed to teach you to fly in under a minute?"

"I catch on quickly." Hermione said. The brooms were handed to them. Hermione climbed on hers and Draco followed.

"Okay you are going to listen to everything I say." Draco said. Hermione nodded her head. "On the count of three kick off. One, two, three!"

Both of them kicked the ground at the same time and where soaring upwards. "What shitty brooms," Draco whispered to himself. "Come Granger, we should meet up with Weasley. Make a slight right."

Hermione did as she was told. Ron soon noticed the two new players. He flew towards them. "Follow me!" He flew right by them.

"Turn around!" Draco yelled. The Snitch was right behind them. Draco and Hermione started to follow Ron around the pitch.

"We need a plan!" Ron yelled. It was hard to understand each other with the wind carrying the voices away.

"No duh!" Draco snapped. "Think of one!"

"Why are two always flying side by side?" Ron asked.

"We're cuffed together!" Hermione shouted. "If you would take a look you might recognize us!"

"No time!" Ron shouted. "Does that mean you have a chain?"

"No duh Weasel."

"How long is it?"

"A couple of feet!" Hermione answered.

Ron made a sudden dive. Draco immediately followed by Hermione wasn't as quick. Draco was pulled back up and they had lost Ron. "You stupid mudblood!" he shouted.

"I'm sorry!" Hermione snapped.

"Don't slow down!" Draco noticed that her speed was decreasing. "Look behind you!"

Hermione turned around to see the flying skeleton a few feet behind her. "What are we going to do?"

"I have no idea Granger! Isn't that your job to think up a plan? You're the smart one!" Draco yelled.

"Ron said something about our chain," Hermione thought to herself. "I have an idea!"

"Right!" Draco shouted.

"No I really do!" Hermione protested.

"No turn right!" Draco screamed.

Hermione saw that they were heading straight into the goals. Hermione made a sharp right jerking Draco along with her.

"Now you can tell," Draco said bitterly.

"You remember how Ron and the blond boy got rid of the last four demons?"

Draco nodded his head.

"Well we're sort of going to do the same thing. We need to turn around and use the chain."

"What? I can't hear you!" Draco yelled.

"Just trust me! Turn around!" Hermione directed.

"Why?"

"Do it!" she screeched. At the same time both of them made a sharp turn. The snitch had its mouth open trying to bit them in half. He was too close to stop and his mouth clenched down on the chain. Hermione and Draco were flung around the Snitch's head onto its neck. At the same time both of them pulled the chain causing the Snitch to pull back. It got mad.

It let out a loud roar of furry as it spun around in circles trying to get the pests off of him. Hermione and Draco gripped onto the skeleton for life. Suddenly the spinning stopped. The Snitch decided to ignore them and go after Ron. As a reflex Hermione grabbed the broom from underneath her legs and stuck it into the Snitch's eye socket. The Snitch roared. Draco followed her actions and did the same with his broom.

"Do you think that did anything?" Draco asked. "I mean it doesn't have eyes!"

Hermione looked ahead and saw that they were heading directly towards the tower where the announcer was. "I don't think it can see!" In a few seconds the Snitch smashed head on into the tower. The tower broke in half while the Snitch plummeted to the ground. It landed heavily on created a crater on the ground.

"Oh my," Hermione looked up and saw the other half of the tower falling. It was going to land right on top of them.

A/N Okay well I think that's a good place to end the chapter. Please review! Isn't ironic that the Snitch was chasing them? You know because in the "real" game they chase the snitch? I just realized that when I was re-reading the chapter. Again please review!