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BPOV

As I made my way down to the Great Hall the next day I was met with many people wishing me good luck for the game today and also a lot of booing and hissing from people who were supporting Harry. Who knew that people could get so excited about a game that had just been announced? Dumbledore had made an announcement about the game yesterday and everybody was anxiously awaiting to watch. Harry and I were known for vigorously competing with each other and people always looked forward to being able to watch our competitions, but I had never seen them get this excited.

"You ready to lose today little sis?" Harry asked as I sat down at the table.

I smiled at him. "I won't be losing today dear brother, but don't worry, Ginny and I won't rub it in too much."

Harry scowled at me while Ginny laughed. "I'll remember that Bella," he said before walking away to go talk to Ron who had just came in with Hermione by his side. She was voting for Harry's team because Ron was on it and she wanted to be the "supportive girlfriend." I respected her decision but I thought that Ginny had made an excellent choice by defying her boyfriend and joining the opposing team.

I looked at the clock and noticed that it was time for me to go. "I've got to go, Ginny," I said winking at her. "Our secret weapons have arrived."

She laughed. "Tell them I said hi!"

"Alright! I called back happily as I made my way towards the front of the school where I would be meeting my team's two beaters. Once I had found out that we could have anyone on our team, I immediately made a call and asked the best beaters in the entire world to come. They were nice enough to take a vacation from work and help me out. They were also Fred and George Weasley.

They may not be the best beaters in the world, but they did have skill and were the best at Hogwarts. Or they used to be. They left last year. I was supposed to meet them towards the front of the school, but I hadn't seen them yet. Although it was Fred and George, the pranksters of all time, who probably had some crafty plan.

"Bella!"

I turned around and saw Fred and George bounding over to me with their brand new brooms over their shoulders. Smiling, I ran at them and hugged them. "Thank you so much for coming! I've missed you guys so much!"

"We missed you too Bells. How are you doing?" George asked and I could tell that they were really asking me about how I was doing after Snape died. Ron must have told them how bad it had been.

"I'm fine. Much better," I said, trying to sound reassuring, but I don't think that they fell for it. Fortunately they didn't continue on the subject. Instead we started talking about the game and all the things we could to Harry and Ron once we won. Most of it involved taunting and having them call us the ultimate Quidditch champs.

We walked around outside, enjoying the scenery and catching up with each other. "So, how's the joke shop?" I asked, even though I could easily tell that it was doing just fine considering they were both dressed exceptionally well and had brand new brooms.

"It's great Bella. Business is really booming and we get to do something that we love and that brings joy to others," George replied, grinning.

"And all that gold isn't too bad either," Fred added.

I laughed at them. They were hilarious and the world always seemed much simpler when I was with them. They could be complete goof balls that had fun every second of the day, but they could also be serious and supportive and they were always there for me in times of need. I mean, they traveled all this way just so they could play on my team for one Quidditch game. They were the best brothers in the world, except for Harry of course.

By the time we were done telling each other about what had been happening since Christmas, it was almost game time. Fred and George went down to the kitchens to get a snack and I headed up toward my dormitory. On my way up, I ran into Ginny.

"Hey Bella. How are our beaters doing?"

"Hey. They're fine. They're in the kitchens if you want to say hi," I said.

Ginny laughed while rolling her eyes. "Of course they are. I'll see you at the game."

"Kay, bye," I said, walking away. Ginny and I had never really been close, but we had been getting closer over the past couple of days and I was glad. She made Harry really happy and I was glad that they had found each other. They were both amazing people and deserved happiness.

I heard footsteps coming up behind me and turned around to see Draco. I froze for a second and then relaxed. Maybe we would get to work everything out today.

"Hey Draco," I said, trying to smile without showing how nervous I was.

He smiled back just as hesitantly, and I couldn't blame him. The last time that he had seen me was when I was rushing out of the room after that horrible lesson of potions. I had never felt so uncomfortable in that room, not even right after Snape died. I guessed it was because after Snape died, I still had Draco in there to comfort me and make me feel better, but yesterday they were both gone. Snape was dead and Draco didn't want to talk to me. No wonder I felt horrible being in there.

"Hey Bella, are you ready for the game today?" Draco asked, trying to make conversation with me.

"Um, what?" I asked, completely lost.

"The Quidditch game," he said, concern creeping into his voice. "You know, the one that Harry challenged you with. Everybody's been talking about it. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I said, blood rushing to my cheeks. My reveries about the awkwardness of the last potions class had distracted me and I had completely forgotten about the game, which I was going to be late for if I didn't start moving. "Sorry, I'm just a little distracted, but I have to go and get moving. Harry told me that if I was even a second late, my team would have to forfeit."

"Okay, go ahead," Draco said, looking a little disappointed and hope washed through me as I realized that he might miss me just as much as I missed him, but unfortunately I would have to wait. "Good luck, Bella."

I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I didn't know if that was what he wanted or not, so instead I just said, "Thanks Draco, I'll see you later," and walked away. I ran up to my room to get dressed, my head still filled up with Draco. I had no idea how I was going to play if I kept thinking about him. If I didn't know better, I would say that Harry paid Draco or something to come and talk to me.

I looked at the clock and realized that I only have ten minutes to get down to the field. I ran all the way there, barely making it on time. Harry's smile faded as he saw that I made it on time and I grinned at him.

He glared back at me. "You just barely made it, Bells. Don't cut it so close next time," he said and then stopped talking as he saw who else was on my team. I smiled inwardly. Fred and George must have arrived.

"That's unfair Bells," Harry whined. "You can't get people who have already left the school!"

"I believe the rules were that we could have anyone on our team Harry. Your words, not mine," I said, smirking, while Harry's scowl grew more pronounced.

"Are we going to play or not?" Fred asked impatiently, although his eyes were sparkling. He found this just as amusing as I did.

"Yes we are," Harry said. "Be prepared to lose."

I rose an eyebrow at him, but said nothing. It was probably best if I let him calm down.

Madame Hooch blew the whistle and both teams came out. The crowd started cheering and we all smiled and waved at them, which only earned more shouts and cheers. Harry and I went up to stand next to Madame Hooch and shake hands. "Good luck" we both told each other at the same time and then we went back to our teammates.

The whistle blew again and we all took off. The wind whipping my hair everywhere as I flew higher and higher, my eyes scanning everywhere for the snitch. A few yards away I noticed that Harry was doing the same thing. He was much better at finding the snitch, but I was better at chasing and catching it. If we could mash both of our seeker abilities into one person, they would probably be the most amazing seeker in the world.

Cheers erupted and I looked up to see that Ginny had just scored. I smiled while Harry glared at me. He was still angry with me for stealing his girlfriend, especially when she was really good.

Throughout the game, the scores kept going back and forth. We would score and be ahead for a little while and then Harry's team would score a few times and it would be tied up again, or vice versa. I knew that whoever caught the snitch would be the winning team, so I doubled my efforts and started scouring the place for the little golden ball.

A few minutes later I finally saw it, flying around the other team's goal posts. I dashed over there, a smile spreading across my face as I realized that we really were going to win this, but unfortunately Harry had also spotted it and was flying as fast as he could.

I picked up the speed a little and saw Harry doing the same. The snitch took off for the other side of the field and we quickly swerved trying to catch it. I had moved quicker than Harry and was now in front of him, but he was very close behind, still determined to beat me.

The snitch moved again and I jerked to the right so I wouldn't lose the trail. Unfortunately, Harry had also acted quickly and was still following close behind. I could hear people cheering us on, everyone realizing that it came down to this. Half of the school was rooting for me and the other half for Harry. This was probably the most exciting game that Hogwarts has ever seen and it was funny because this wasn't even a real game. It was just a spontaneous idea that Harry had come up with to cheer me up.

The snitch flew down and I dove down to the ground after it. I was so, so close and I started reaching my hand out a little bit further. Only a few more inches, I kept chanting in my head. The crowd seemed to have gone quiet, everyone waiting to see if I would be able to do it.

I almost had it when at the last second the snitch flew upwards and Harry was the one who responded quickly this time. I took off after him, internally cursing myself for not paying closer attention.

The crowd was roaring again as they saw the rapid turn of events. Some groaning that I had screwed up and others cheering that the game wasn't over yet. I looked over at the scoreboard and saw that it was still tied. Apparently both teams had scored twice while I had been chasing the snitch.

Determination filled me up and I sped off, chasing Harry and the snitch as if my life depended on it, and the boisterous crowd yelling in response. The snitch jerked down again and this time I wasn't surprised and was able to get in front of Harry. My supporters went wild and I couldn't help but think that this was the most intense game ever. The crowd had never been this involved before and I loved that I was able to be a part of it.

My fingers stretched out again and I prayed that I wouldn't mess this up again. I gave my broom one last jerk and felt myself boost forward and my fingers close around the cold, hard snitch. Everyone in the stands jumped up and started clapping and yelling and cheering. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to land properly. I had been going too fast and I was too close to the ground and I crashed into the earth, pain shooting up my arm.

I laid down in the grass, too exhausted to move. I felt Harry come up behind me. "Are you alright Bella? That looked like it really hurt."

I groaned, rolling over. "It did and I'm fine, but I think that my arm is broken. Can you help me up?"

Harry pulled me up by my good arm and the crowd who had gone silent when I had crashed went wild once again. "Good game bro," I said. "That was probably the hardest game of my life."

He laughed at me. "I know what you mean," he said, pulling me in for a hug. "Congratulations, you did great and you deserve to win. And, you also deserve to go to the hospital wing, because I can tell that your arm is really bothering you."

I pouted. "Can I at least congratulate my team first?"

"Oh alright," he said, giving in.

I smiled, kissed him on the cheek, and then ran over to my team, who was jumping around laughing and singing. When they saw me approaching, they all surged around me. We shared congratulations and then they lifted me up on their shoulders while the crowd continued to shout in joy.

After about fifteen minutes of celebration, Harry insisted that I go to the hospital wing and get my arm checked out. I reluctantly followed him, telling everyone that I would see them later. As we walked we were met with people congratulating me and telling Harry good game.

Once we got to the hospital wing Madame Pomfrey quickly mended my arm but told me to go easy on it and not do too much physical labor with it for a while. She told us both good job for our efforts in the game today and then sent us on our way.

"That was a great game Bells, but I hope you know that you are going down next time. I won't lose to you twice Bella," Harry said, smiling.

"Whatever you say, and you did great too, Harry."

Harry was about to respond when someone called my name out. I turned around and saw Draco running over toward us. Harry nudged me with his arm and smirked while I stuck my tongue out at him.

When Draco reached us, Harry quickly excused himself so that Draco and I could be alone. He thought that we were going to 'kiss and make up' as he liked to put it. I wasn't so sure though. I wanted that to happen, but I didn't know if it would.

"Are you okay Bella. You fell pretty hard."

"I'm fine, now," I said. "Madame Pomfrey fixed me up."

"Oh, that's good," he said awkwardly. I stared at the ground, not knowing what to say next.

"Bella, I'm so-" Draco started but was cut off by a voice that instantly chilled me to the bone.

A high, cold voice ran out , loud and clear, echoing throughout the corridors. It was a voice that instantly made me tense up and dread to fill me up. It was his voice. Voldemort. And he had finally come for me.

Author's Note:

I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I hoped that you enjoyed it!