Chapter 22-
Slughorn had announced after his Potions class that his next planned Slug Club was the following week; Slughorn didn't talk much to Montague or Regulus. They said nothing back to him.
After everyone had left, Slughorn had told Lars he wishes Lars good luck on the next Quittich game, Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw. The night after Slytherin would play.
"Break the record this time," Slughorn laughed to Lars, letting Lars go get ready for the Quittich game a little early. The game was in 2 hours.
The Quittich pitch was packed with people when Lars got there, it seemed the snow on the ground had melted, meaning the weather had got nicer. Lars walked by Lily and Anna, who were both watching him and James. Ben Willow waited by the dressing room.
"Guys, we need you again," Ben yelled. "We need a great game by you two!" Lars nodded, but James not so much.
"What's wrong Potter?" Ben asked curiously.
"Look at what happened last year!" James began to fight back. "We will play at our own rate!" James saw Ben grab him by the neck.
"You play your heart out," Ben grinned his teeth. "Or else you lose your spot!" James nodded back shocked as him and Lars went out to the pitch. Lars noticed Montague and Severus with a strange empty book, they had a quill, posting information on it.
"Better not be spying," Lars laughed, as Ben got his attention for the quaffle drop. Lars started playing for the snitch; Ben's words left a lasting impact on James, who got Gryffindor out to a 30-10 lead. Lars noticed that Slughorn had worn a Gryffindor scarf, showing his pride in Lars. Lars knew he had to win this game.
After five more minutes, Lars was searching for the snitch, it was nowhere to be found, but suddenly right in front of him. Lars snatched at it, and knocked its wing off. 7 minutes and 45 seconds had passed, Lars could break the record. He had flown down to the snitch, there was 10 seconds separating them, 5 and then Lars was unconscious.
Lars woke up in the hospital wing, James and Sirius had brought him his broom, no damage. Though, Gryffindor had lost, 170-140. Slughorn was in the hospital too, talking about how Lars wanted to record more than the game. Knocking right into a bludger. Slughorn thanked Sirius and even James for supporting Lars, and left Lars with a Slug Club invitation.
"It's alright," James said, as though trying to hold back his anger. Remus had come in to check on Lars, who would spend the next night in the hospital wing, meaning he would miss Slytherin's game.
Lars had then told them about Severus and Montauge and the odd book. "Please keep a look out for that?" Lars asked both of them. "My parchment is in my trunk," Lars said quietly, as more people came in. He was unable to continue because Montague and Regulus had shown up.
"Oh, the pain," Regulus laughed at Lars. Montague behind him smiling. "I hope the Slug Club makes up for it," James had raised his wand at Regulus, ignoring all requests to lower it.
"I suppose Potter will stop me?" Regulus said, and raised his wand, without question knocking James against a cabinet 20 times, and nearly cracking James head open. Remus an Sirius just stared at Regulus, who ran off. The noise had alerted the professors, so quickly Montague ran off, and got away just as Professor McGonagall came by.
"What happened?" McGonagall asked to the shocked Sirius and Remus. "Who did this?" The two of them never answered.
"Montague Kane," Lars said, not naming Regulus. "He is fully responsible!" Lars smiled as McGonagall went to search down Montague Kane, with Sirius and Remus still shocked at the way Regulus attacked James.