Thanks for all your reviews, and thanks for answering my question, I guess I should have paid a little more attention in math class.

Chapter 12

The Game

Team Golden Quartet was already lined up in the middle of the pitch, with brooms in arm, ready to start the game. This team consisted of Harry, Ron, Hermione and Emily, and had brainstormed their team name by using the adults' old nickname The Golden Trio, as the basis. Ginny's team, Sphinx Siblings, was still huddled in a circle, discussing their plans and different plays. Ginny was talking this way too seriously, and wasn't in this for the fun.
Finally, Sphinx Siblings were done with their meeting and walked toward the middle of the pitch. They separated and each faced a different opponent, Ginny facing Harry, Fred facing Ron and George facing Hermione. Every player mounted their brooms, and was ready to start their game.

"Okay, on the count of three, we will begin this game." Harry told the players.

"1"

"Um… Harry," Hermione said, interrupting him. He turned to her, but was afraid that she was going to back out of playing the game.

"Yes, Hermione"

"Don't you need balls to play this game?" She asked him.

Harry looked back at her strangely, but immediately cracked a smile. Hermione blushed and giggled, realizing what she had just said.

"Harry I meant-"

"Don't worry I know what you meant. I have all of them in my car, I just completely forgot about them." He said, realizing that his girlfriend might have just considered them flirting.

Harry slowly got off of his broom, being extra careful. He did not want anything to happen to Emily, who was also sitting on his broom. He grabbed Emily, and pushed her back on the broom, making sure she was balanced.

At first, Harry was going to take her off of the broom, afraid she was going to kick of. But then, he decided she wasn't going anywhere, as she couldn't even reach the ground. Harry knew to make sure that she was balanced correctly on the broom, though, or else she might have done a nose dive into the ground.

He turned around and headed toward the car. He knew exactly where the case of balls was, inside the car's trunk.

Emily was very excited to be alone on the broom. Without even realizing it, she began to bounce up and down, hyper ness overcoming her. Her feet hit the ground, and she was suddenly released up in the air. The broom flew higher and higher, until it was dozens of feet in the air.

Hermione looked up at her daughter, who was having fun being a flying. At first, she was going to kick off the ground and try to save her herself, but she had a feeling she wasn't going to be able to help her daughter. She knew that she wasn't experienced enough to catch up with the broom, even if the person riding it was only a four year old.

"Harry!" Hermione screaming, knowing that the best quidditch seeker would be able to do something.

Emily heard her mother and swerved back around, facing her mother, proving that she knew what she was doing. She knew her mother was worried about her, even though she had total and complete control of the broom.

Harry heard Hermione, and immediately turned around, knowing something must have happened for Hermione to scream like that. He looked straight up in the sky, and noticed Emily flying. His stomach suddenly turned, and the same worriedness that filled Hermione filled him too.

He ran over to where Ginny was located on the broom. He wasn't sure what to do, but he knew he had to get Emily. Harry pushed Ginny off the broom, and jumped on it. She fell off the broom and hit the ground, smacking her back against it.

Flying faster and faster by the second, Harry chased after Emily. She, on the other hand, started lowering herself, getting closer to the ground. Harry was a couple of feet away from her, when she made a quick U-turn, which was very unexpected. Emily placed her feet on the ground, stopping the broom completely. She positioned herself exactly where she had started, in between her mother and Ron.

Emily looked over at her mom, with a huge smile on her face. Hermione looked over at her, with an angry and scared look on her face. Her frown quickly turned into a smile when she saw her daughter, how happy and proud she was of herself, just like she was a few hours ago.

Her daughter got off of Harry's broom, and walked over to her. Emily captured her in a huge hug, knowing that she was proud of her.

"See mom, I can fly!" Emily bragged.

"I never said you couldn't," Hermione answered.

There was never a doubt in Hermione's mind that her daughter wouldn't be able to fly. She always knew she would be amazing at it. Flying was in her blood, just like it was in Harry's.

"You're really good at it too, Emily," Harry said, dismounting Ginny's broom.
"Yeah, you even gave Harry a run for his money," Ron said, surprised at the young girl's quidditch talent.

"And Harry passes it over to Hermione, who is in the clear, but not for long. Ginny chases after Hermione. Oh no, she's on her tail, and Hermione's broom wont go any faster. She checks around, looking to see which of her teammates is open. She raises the quaffle to throw it over to-umph."

Hermione had just took the quaffle, and chucked it over at Ron, catching him off guard.

"Ron, you're not the announcer," Hermione said sarcastically.

Ron looked around, and noticed that no one was blocking him, probably since he hadn't been passed the quaffle to much during the game. He charged toward the goal posts; he was unstoppable. He took the ball and threw it into the undefended goal post.

"YEAH!" Ron screamed excitedly. "And the Golden Quartet is ahead 70 to 40."

"Harry," Emily called, trying to get the man's attention that was sitting right behind her on the same broom.

For some reason, he didn't hear her, and she wasn't sure why. All she knew was that she had to get his attention, and fast. She smacked his arm softly, since it was right in front of her.

"Harry," she said, louder than before. "The snitch is right there." She picked up her arm and pointed out what looked like thin air. What Harry was amazed at was the fact that she was barely holding on to the broom, and wasn't nervous at all. This made him come to the conclusion that her father had to have been a wizard, because there was no way she would have this much qudditch talent if her dad was muggle.

Harry charged straight ahead straight toward the snitch, as fast as his firebolt could go. The two of them were in the clear while they began to chase after the snitch. But of course, that wasn't for long. Ginny immediately chased after them. She knew that when she saw someone rush over into what seemed like thin air during the game of quidditch that they were obviously chasing after the snitch.

He turned back around, and whispered into Emily's ear. "Emily, reach you're hand out and grab the snitch."

Emily shook her head in agreement, but Harry had much doubt. He had a huge feeling that she wouldn't be able to catch it, she was only four, and it was flying around fast. Harry still tried to have hope, and he believed in her.

"I know you're after the snitch, Harry," Ginny said competitively. "I know its right in front of you."

Harry turned his head back, looking straight into the eyes of his fiancé.

Emily grinned wisely. She had a plan, a plan that would finally get Ginny back for being mean to her mom. She reached her hand out and snatched the snitch, having no problem whatsoever. She grimaced; she had just caught her first snitch.

"No it's not; the snitch isn't right in front of us." Emily stated, matter-a-factly.

Ginny became pallid when she looked up ahead and noticed that the toddler was correct. But Ginny knew that she couldn't have been wrong, she just couldn't. She sped over to where she claimed she saw it.

"Where's the snitch?" Harry whispered in Emily's ear, in hopes of continuing the chase to find it.

Emily opened her hand, revealing the small golden ball that was just enclosed in it.

"Yeah!" He said excitedly. "Go Emily," He said, making her proud once again. Harry gave her a high five, as he too was proud of her.

"And the Golden Quartet wins the game." Harry screamed making sure every player on the pitch heard him.

"What?" Ginny asked, very confused. She raced toward Harry and Emily.

"How dare you catch that snitch," Ginny screamed at Emily.

"Relax Ginny," Harry told her, trying not to lose her temper. Ginny turned and started to fly back to the ground.

"Like father like bloody daughter," She said angrily.

"Excuse me?" Harry asked, not hearing her, and unsure if she was talking to him.

"Nothing," She replied.

AN-Like my team names? Okay well, I know I didn't use that much imagination, but I tried. Next chapter there well be more Emily/ Harry bonding, as I know most of you guys know. And don't worry, I didn't forget about the kiss, that will definitely play a role in the next two chapters.

Please Review

Kelly