Tomorrow was opening day of quidditch, and Harry lay awake in his bed. They were going up against a highly favoured Slytherin house but that was not the cause for his restless night, no he was thinking of the attractive blonde Ravenclaw girl named Luna. He and Luna have been through so much together in the war and yet no simple attractions have come up, but the last few weeks meeting with her to simply talk about different quidditch strategies and tactics which would always lead of to other topics he felt something strange. What he felt he could not describe as he has never felt it before, not with Cho and not even with Ginny. He was lost and confused, when they were together he felt like time stood still, yet when they were apart he felt as a knife was piercing through his heart and all he wanted in the world would to be by her side.
A bludger flew right past Harry's head missing him by a matter of inches. He looked around and realised he wasn't in his bed anymore but out on the Quidditch pitch playing Slytherin. Harry's mind starting spinning faster than it did last night, the past few hours were a blur the last thing he can remember is daydreaming about him and Luna being together and now he is on the pitch. Another bludger came in and clipped his left arm barely missing him straight on he was close enough to the goalposts that he could hear Ron scream at him "Harry get your head in the bloody game before you get yourself killed" While Ron was worrying about his best friend Slytherin came in on the goal and scored again to take a commanding 100-30 lead.
Harry started flying around looking and looking for the snitch with no luck. His arm was killing him, he could feel the part of his robe sticking to his arm knowing the red would cover up the crimson liquid gushing out of his arm but would do nothing for the pain. As he was flying around a flash went straight by Harry's face and he immediately turned and pursued as quickly as he could. The golden snitch gave itself up to him and now it was time to take advantage. Draco Malfoy and tried to catch up but noticed but he was too late. Harry had a clear path to the snitch, as a last minute desperation try a Slytherin beater cranked a bludger straight at Harry.
Molly and Arthur Weasley listened to their radio anxiously as they did for every Gryffindor Quidditch match. Their sin Ron was the keeper, their daughter Ginny was a chaser, and Harry Potter a boy always treated as their son was the seeker and the captain. In this moment they listened to the announcer as if it was Merlin himself. "Harry Potter is making his move, he clearly got the better jump then Malfoy on the snitch today folks and it looks like he is solely racing himself to the snitch. Potter lunges out and yes he has it he has the snitch Gryffindor wins 180-130; wait a minute Harry Potter is falling from his broom, and for Merlin's sake get a Healer over to him he just took a bludger to the head and a fifty foot fall. I haven't seen this in ages but almost immediately after Potter caught the snitch the last minute bludger sent by Slytherin house connected with his head quite viciously. Harry Potter is currently being rushed to the hospital wing, we are all hoping he has a speedy recovery and does not miss to much time from his studies and from leading this team." Once receiving that news, Molly and Arthur the only type of family Harry has ever known immediately ran to the fire place and flooed straight to Hogwarts.