Title: The Point
Of All Emotions
Author: ThePhantomsRedRose
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter or the Phantom of the Opera.
Summary:
AU, 7thYear. Dumbledore wants house unity, so he plans a Hogwarts
version of the Phantom of the Opera. Will his plan work or will there
be more problems to face in the end?
Authors Note: Still
going without a beta. I hope my writing of Quidditch is okay
When Ron got back from serving detention that, night it was after eleven o'clock at night. He came into the dormitory soaking wet, carrying a drenched black and brown striped cat under his arm. "Care to explain Ronald?" Hermione asked offering him a seat by the fire and taking the cat into her lap.
"Snape had a need to gather some potion ingredients from the forest tonight. I had to lug the basket full of roots and leaves while sorting them. We went into the forest about three miles. We found the ingredients in a clearing so, I got soaked by the rain. Personally, I think that this is sabotage for the Quidditch match tomorrow. Then I heard a noise in the bushes and saw two beady green eyes staring at me. That's where I found Alpha here," he recalled gesturing to the kitten, who was now playing with the pillows on the couch.
"Alpha?" Harry asked petting the cat's head.
"Yeah we were looking for alpha-alpha hay at the time I found him. He would not stop following me so I decided to keep him, much to Snape's joy," He began laughing when Hermione cut him off.
"Professor Snape," She corrected. Ron rolled his eyes at her and she glared back. Hermione then conjured a cup of tea and cast a drying spell on Ron and the kitten. "Hermione, you know I don't like tea," Ron protested.
"You'll drink it and like it!" she said while Ron began to take a few sips of the tea.
"Say what'd you put in this Mione?" He asked skeptically.
"Just a low dose of Peperup Potion," She smirked with a knowing glance at the cup.
"How'd you brew it Mione?" Ron asked.
"I asked Dumbledore after casting, if I could add a small potions lab to my suite for a new line of voice serums that I am working on," She explained, "Now you two should get to bed, you have a big game tomorrow.
The stands erupted into a grand crescendo as the Red and Green clad players entered the field. Thunder crashed overhead the rain pouring down in sheets. It had rained for the past three days nonstop leaving the entire pitch flooded. If a player miscalculated today, they would be engulfed in the water below. Hermione had cast a repelling spell on the Gryffindor team to keep the rain off of them and out of their line of sight. There was an agreement between Madam Hooch, Harry and Draco that there would be no hand shaking of the teams because that would be like asking Voldemort to shake hands wit Harry. The quaffle went up and the game began. Harry and Draco shot up in the air to opposite ends of the pitch. Draco could be heard shouting commands at his players while Harry could be heard cheering on his team. Soon into the game, the Slytherin half of the pitch could be heard singing what was no doubt a new version of Weasley Is Our King
Weasley does not know a thing,
His ears only
continue to ring,
That's why Slytherins all sing:
Weasley is
our King.
Weasley's brain's in a bin
He'll always
let the Quaffle in
Weasley will sure make us win
Weasley is
our King.
Weasley is our King,
Weasley is our King,
He
always lets the Quaffle in
Weasley is our King!
Hermione could tell from the stands that Ron's face was turning red and he was beginning to become distracted all of a sudden a bolt of lightning struck the center Gryffindor goal post bringing Ron back to attention as the audience gasped. In Ron's lapse of thought, Slytherin had managed to score five times. The score was 50 to 0 Slytherin.
The Gryffindor Chasers collected into the Hawkshead Attacking Formation.Ginny scored a goal through the center hoop while the secondary seeker had gone behind the left hoop and punched the ball back through where the third seeker was waiting to send the quaffle through the other hoop. She was going for the ball when the Slytherin Keeper rammed into her sending her falling into the pit of water. Ginny sent the ball back through the hoop while the Keeper was gloating to his teammates making the score 50 to 30 Slytherin. Harry urged his team to keep flying while he went to go take care of their Chaser. Her name was Samantha Young she was in her fourth year. Her blond hair fanned out in the water. Her face was in the water. Harry pulled her head up so she could breath waiting for Madame Hooch to come get her so he could resume game play.
Madame Hooch never came and Harry saw Draco diving on the other end of the field. He could not loose this game, but he couldn't leave the girl there. He hoisted her unconscious body onto his broom and took off for the other end of the field. Just as he was getting ready to pull up in the air he saw the Snitch was right in front of him. So was Draco, coming strait into him. Harry reached out for the snitch hoping for the best when he plowed into the water running straight into Draco. That was when he blacked out.
Three o'clock in the afternoon found half of the castle in the Hospital Wing.
"Shoo! Three guests to a person please!" Madame Pomfrey said while ushering the team out of the Hospital Wing.
Harry began to open his eyes asking, "Did we win, did I get the Snitch?"
"Yeah Harry we won," Ron said from the chair by the bed.
"How is Samantha," Harry asked showing concern.
"She is Fine," Ginny said. " She is still not conscious but Madame Pomfrey says she will be fine," Ginny began adjusting the pillows.
"Here," Hermione began, "Madame Pomfrey said to make sure you took this as soon as you woke up."
"Thanks Mione, Though I am sure I wont be so sure of that in a second," He said while smelling the bottle, Downing it in one gulp. Dumbledore entered the ward almost commanding the lightning to strike as the door opened.
"Miss Granger, I thought I would find you here. Could I have a word please in the Hallway?"
"Certainly sir," Hermione responded leaving her bedside position.
Once in the hallway Dumbledore began, "I have just received word from America that we will be having a new exchange student. As it is not safe for her there,"
"Why isn't it safe for her their Professor?" Hermione asked curiously.
"That is not to be disclosed at this time, I'm Sorry Hermione," Dumbledore said
"That's fine. What is her name?" Hermione asked
"Maureen, she is in her seventh year at school. Salem Witch institute has a house program like ours, she was in the equivalent of Gryffindor there," He said
"So why exactly are you telling me this," She asked hoping she did not sound rude.
"I was wondering if it would be okay for you to be her 'sister student'. You know helping her out with homework and life at Hogwarts," He said in a questioning way.
"I would be honored to Dumbledore," She said going back into the Hospital wing.
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