One by one, the players flew out onto the field only to do a lap around then to meet in the middle. The last to come out was Harry, the newest and youngest player on the team.

"Harry's on the team!" Abby yelled over the crowd. Hermione nodded and cheered along with the others for the Gryffindor team.

"Yep!" Ron yelled cheerfully! "And my brothers are on the team too!"

"I know! They gave me a ride to the pitch!" Abby yelled back. "Who else is on the team?"

"Well there is Oliver Wood! He's the captain and the keeper, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnett, who all are the chasers, Fred and George are the beaters and that leaves Harry as the..."

"Seeker" Abby finished for Hermione.

"Now I want a clean game from all of you. Captains, shake hands." Madame Hooch stated. After Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint shook hands, rather...violently, everyone on each team mounted on their brooms and rose into the crisp autumn air. By the sound of Hooches whistle, everyone was off.

"AND THEIR OFF! WITH GRYFFINDOR IN POSSESSION OF THE QUAFFLE!" screamed Lee Jordan. Tony cheered loudly when everyone raced by. "AND GRYFFINDOR SCORES 10 TO NOTHING!"

As the game went on, Gryffindor scored 4 more times and Slytherin scored once. Abby searched the field for the Snitch, knowing Harry would have to find it soon in order to win the game and put Gryffindor in the lead for the house cup, but all of a sudden, Harry lost control of his broom and was being thrown in all different directions as if the broom were having an argument with itself. The crowd screamed as Harry fell off and was only holding on with one hand.

"Hermione! Look! It's Snape!" Ron cried, watching Snape murmur under his breath, not taking his eyes off of Harry. The team quickly looked at the potions master but were cut off by Hermione as she raced in front of them.

"No! I got this, I'll be back, wait here!" She hollered over the roars of the Slytherins laughter. Everyone watched her go, then turned their eyes back to Harry, who was trying to clammer back onto his broom. Abby turned back to the head box and watched intently to see what Hermione was going to do. After about a minute, everyone in the Head box was freaking out, but why? It took Abby and minute to realize Snape's robes were on fire. Returning her vision to the field, saw that Harry had regained control of his broom and has seen the snitch.

"GO HARRY GO!" She yelled, cheering with the others. The game continued as Harry and the Slytherin seeker chased after the wal-nut sized gold ball. They dived, but the other seeker pulled out which left Harry chasing it. Daringly, stood up on the broom and reached out for the snitch. Leaning a bit too far, he flipped and landed roughly on the ground with a THUMP. The pitch went silent, waiting to see what would happen.

"Heh looks like hehs gunna barf!" Hagrid stated. Indeed he did. Moments later the pitch was as loud as ever, for Harry had caught the snitch.

"HE CAUGHT THE SNITCH! 150 POINTS TO GRYFFYINDOR! GRYFFINDOR WINS!" Lee cried out, only barely enough for one to hear.

Everyone flooded to pitch to go see Harry. Hermione, Ron and the team, not including Gibbs, were the first to reach Harry.

"Congradulations Harry!" McGee said, timidly. Abby ran up to Harry and engluffed him in a bone crushing hug that only Abby could give.

"Yay Harry! You won!" she squeeled. Harry smiled at all the attention he was getting from everyone.

Gibbs hadn't allowed the team to go to the party in the Gryffindor common room. There was much to much work to be done and they were losing faith quickly.

"This person is like smoke, you can't catch them!" Ziva cried out one day, after she hit another dead end. Since the Quidditch game there had been two more murders in the great hall. One was of Parvati Patil, who was in Ravenclaw and the other was Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff house. The same substance was used, but no one knew what it was. This greatly annoyed the team, but especially Abby. She a had always figured out mysterious substances, but this was way to much! The substance had an odd smell, like of insense. But why?

Gibbs was getting more irratible as the days went on and everyone hated it when he was iritable. The only other case where he was this irratible was when the team was chasing Ari, Ziva's half brother. But that was when Kate was alive and Ziva was in the Israeli mossad.

The only thing that was sort of a clue was that all the victims were girls. What could this mean?

A/N: Hey guys, sorry bout not updating :( I haven't really been on FF, which is really sad. But anyways, here the chapter ^^, its a bit short but its all I could think of w/o giving anything away. Im sorry to say that I feel its going to end soon because I dont know how many more people I can kill, or which people should be suspects...but don't worry your pretty little heads, Siri and Abby will meet again and fall in love, rather quickly and the culprit will be caught and procecuted. They only wanted love. Anywho, if you can, can any of you guess just by the suttle little hint in this chapter, who the culprit is? Please tell me if you know! Thanks!

mm3md.