Chpt. 3- Quidditch Games aren't always what you want
Over the next couple of weeks, Ginny didn't see much of Harry. In fact, she didn't see him at all and when she did he was normally with Cho. One time, she passed Harry, Cho, and a bunch of 6th years, and she and Harry caught eyes, but nothing more. This silence passed of for, what seemed to be to Ginny, forever but her first quidditch game of the season was coming up and she would get to see Harry there. At the end of last year one of the keepers had to leave school because it was her last year. Tryouts were held and Ginny made the team. Although she wasn't very fast on her cleansweep one thousand, she had coordination and skill.
The day for quidditch was horrible. It was raining and they were playing against the Slytherins. Lee Jordan was on the speaker, as usual, and announced the game to begin. Angelina was first to get the quaffle. Ginny was trying to race next to her for a pass, but the rain was whipping her hair in her face and she couldn't see. Suddenly green flashed by her and she looked to see the slytherin captainram right into Angelina. The quaffle dropped and Ginny raced for it. Lightning struck the ground just as Ginny reached the quaffle. It burned her hand and she screamed in agony. Holding back tears, knowing that she had to keep going for the team, Ginny raced toward the goalposts on the other side of the field. Her hand felt like a thousand knives were piercing into it. Seeing Angelina beside her she passed the quaffle to her just as Draco ran into her. "Oops, sorry Weasley" said Draco as the rough wind carried Ginny towards the stands. Her shoulder felt bruised now and she finally caught control of her broom, looking for Angelina. She heard the sound of a score and listened for Lee Jordan to tell her who got the points. "Yes, 10 points for Gryffindor" screamed Lee Jordan. "Ginny watch out" said Angelina as a bludger came flying towards her. She dodged it, listening to the whistling of it go by her. She followed Angelina towards the captain of the slytherin team, who had the quaffle. She saw Fred hit a bludger right at the captain and watched as it rammed into his arm.
Immediately, the quaffle was dropped and Angelina caught it. Passing it back and forth between them, Angelina and Ginny went towards the goalposts. She was close to the left goalpost and as Angelina passed it to her, she did a turn to dodge a slytherin as she trew with all her might to the goalpost. It just barely missed the keepers arms as it scared through the hoop. The crowd cheered as thunder shook the stadium. Ginny's robes were soaked enough when the rain started coming down even harder. A chill ran through her when she heard a "good job" as she saw Harry race by. Smiling, she watched him go when she heard a fluttering. She looked up to see the snitch hovering inches above her head. "Harry, HARRY" she yelled trying to get him to come back, but it was useless over the rain and thunder.
Suddenly, Ginny heard a "look out" and turned her head as she watched a bludger come in contact with her broom. It smashed into her broom, the force twirling her and half her broom through the air. She looked down seeing the end of her broom heading towards the ground. The twirling was slowing down, but now she was slipping off the end! The rain was making her robes weigh her down until she was sliding off the end of her broom. "Help" she screamed as she slid off the end knowing it was no use. She slipped off her broom, her arms flailing out to catch anything. Knowing it would end anyway, Ginny let herself fall through the clouds toward the ground. She could hear the crowd scream in horror, watching her, when suddenly her hand was grabbed by someone else's and she felt her arm jerk as she sped through the air. Ginny looked up to see Harry with one arm on his broom and the other holding hers. "Your going to have to pull yourself onto my broom because you're weighing down one side and you're slipping!" screamed Harry. As if coming back into focus, Ginny felt her hand slipping through Harry's. Blood started dripping down her arm as she realized Harry's nails were digging into her hand. Does he care this much for me thought Ginny. "Hurry" said Harry as Ginny nodded. She swung one leg over his broom and grabbed onto it with her free hand. Pulling herself on the back of his broom with all the strength she had, she was finally secure. "Now you need to hold on and get closer to me" said Harry. Blushing, Ginny moved until her chest was right against Harry's back and she wrapped her arms around his waist. "Thanks, now hold on" said Harry as he raced after the snitch. Ginny was crying tears of joy as she rested her head against his back. This was enough for her. Nobody could tell Ginny was crying since it was raining and she felt Harry lurch forward. "Nice girlfriend, Potter" said Malfoy as he and Harry raced neck and neck for the snitch. One more lurch and Harry fingers closed on the wet, wriggling snitch. Lee Jordan called the game over as Harry headed for the ground.
Leaning forward in the landing, Ginny looked back to see the thousands of students filing out of the stadium. Turning back to Harry, she spoke. "Thanks for rescuing me" said Ginny, looking down to see her hand still bleeding badly from the lightning strike and Harry's hand. "Oh it was nothing" said Harry flashing Ginny one of his many famous grins. Ginny lingered, watching Harry move through the crowd to catch up with Cho. She soon left and went to attend Madam Promfrey. "Oh how I hate quidditch" said Madam Promfrey. "It's so violent." Ginny just sighed and leaned back into the pillows, smelling their laundry detergent.
She soon fell asleep and awoke late that night at about three in the morning. I wonder if I can get back to the common room Ginny thought. She slowly walked out of the hospital wings finding how cold it was. Clutching her robe tighter, Ginny felt her way along the common room. She hurried up the staircase having an eerie feeling that someone was watching her.
Back in the common room, Harry had just dozed of when he heard someone coming into the common room. Who on earth could it be thought Harry, lurking in the corner. He watched as the figure glided across the room. It was a girl, obviously, but who, Harry didn't know. She had a bandage on one hand and seemed to have wet hair. That's when he noticed her hair. It was the color of a rose. Deep, dark red. It was Ginny. He watched her go up the stairs, glad she didn't see him, but at the same time sad too. What's this feeling thought Harry. His thoughts were soon put away though as sleep carried him away.