The next few months have been stressful for Harry, when he hadn't been practicing for the Qudditch final, he was revising for exams. Ginny wasn't able to tell him about her meeting with Sirius, however she kept an extra eye out for Pettigrew and planned to talk to professor Lupin as soon as she could.

Soon it was the big day and Ginny sat in between Hermione and Ron in the stands. Together they held a banner reading LIONS FOR THE CUP! They sat there and watched the Gryffindor team enter the pitch as Jordan began the commentary.

"And here are the Gryffindors! Potter, Bell, Johnson, Spinnet, Weasley, Weasley and Wood. Widely acknowledged as the best side Hogwarts has seen in a good few years –

Lee's comments were drowned by a tide of boos from the Slytherin end.

"And here comes the Slytherin team, led by captain Flint. He's made some changes in the line-up and seems to be going for size rather than skill –

More boos from the Slytherin crowd. Ginny, however, thought lee had a point. Malfoy was easily the smallest person on the Slytherin team; the rest of them were enormous.

Ginny watched Wood and Flint shake hands and the teams setting off.

"And it's Gryffindor in possession, Alicia Spinnet of Gryffindor with the quaffle, heading straight for the Slytherin goalposts, looking good Alicia! Argh, no – quaffle intercepted by Warrington, Warrington of Slytherin tearing up the pitch – WHAM! - nice bludger work there by George Weasley, Warrington drops the quaffle, it's caught by – Johnson, Gryffindor back in possession, come on Angelina – nice swerve round Montague – duck, Angelina, that's a bludger! - SHE SCORES! TEN – ZERO TO GRYFFINDOR!"

Ginny screamed with the crowd when Flint knocked Angelina off her broom and smirked when Fred knocked the bludger in Flint's head, she knew Fred had a crush on Angelina.

She cheered when Alicia scored the penalty and when Wood blocked the Slytherin penalty; she hopes Harry can win this.

"Gryffindor in possession, no Slytherin, in possession –no! - Gryffindor back in possession and it's Katie Bell for Gryffindor with the quaffle, she's streaking up the pitch – THAT WAS DELIBERATE!"

Montague, a Slytherin chaser had swerved in front of Katie and instead if seizing the quaffle, had grabbed her head. Katie cartwheeled in the air managed to stay on her broom but dropped the quaffle.

Madam hooch's whistle rang out again as she soared over to Montague and began shouting at him. A minute later, Katie had put another penalty past the Slytherin keeper.

"THIRTY – ZERO! TAKE THAT, YOU DIRTY, CHEATING-

"Jordan, if you can't commentate in an unbiased way-!"

"I'm telling it like it is, professor!"

Ginny laughed at that, she suspected that McGonagall was not amused. She immediately screamed as she saw the bludgers go for Harry. And laughed again when the Slytherin beaters collided into one another.

"Ha, haaa!" yelled Jordan, as the Slytherin beaters lurched away from each other clutching their heads. "Too bad boys! You'll need to get up earlier than that to beat a firebolt! And it's Gryffindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the quaffle – Flint alongside her – poke him in the eye Angelina!- I t was a joke professor, it was a joke – oh no – Flint in possession, Flint flying towards the Gryffindor goalposts, come on, now, Wood, save-!"

But Flint scored; there was an eruption of cheers from the Slytherin end and Lee swore so badly that professor McGonagall tried to tug the magical megaphone away from him.

"Sorry, professor, sorry! Won't happen again! So Gryffindor in the lead, thirty points to ten and Gryffindor in possession –

This was turning into one of the dirtiest game Ginny has ever seen and that was including the final in the league three years back. She couldn't help but smirk when she saw George retaliate when Alicia got hurt (he fancies her). She jumped for joy when the Gryffindor chasers scored the penalty and the Slytherins didn't.

It began to get quicker, Katie scored, then Angelina and then Harry spotted the snitch and dived down.

And then Draco Malfoy grabbed hold of his broom. And the snitch disappeared. Ginny was furious. She actually began to scream insults along with Ron. But it was nothing compared to Lee Jordan.

"YOU CHEATING SCUM! YOU FILTHY CHEATING B-

Professor McGonagall didn't even bother to tell him off. She was actually shaking her fist in Malfoy's direction; her hat had fallen off, and she too was shouting furiously.

"Slytherin in possession, Slytherin heading for goal – Montague scores -" Lee groaned "seventy- twenty to Gryffindor…"

"Angelina Johnson gets the quaffle for Gryffindor, come on, Angelina, COME ON!"

Harry looked round. Every single Slytherin player apart from Malfoy, even the Slytherin keeper, was streaking up the pitch towards Angelina – they were trying to block her –

Harry wheeled the firebolt about, bent so low he was lying flat along the handle and kicked it forwards. Like a bullet, he shot towards the Slytherins.

"AAAAAAARRRGH!"

They scattered as the firebolt zoomed towards them; Angelina's way was clear.

"SHE SCORES! SHE SCORES! Gryffindor lead by eighty points to twenty!"

Ginny's heart stopped when she saw Malfoy heading towards the snitch.

"Come on Harry, come on, you can do this" she whispered closing her eyes tightly – wishing with all her might that Harry will get there first.

"YES!"

Ginny opened her eyes to see Harry holding the snitch.

"Oh thank god" she shouted wrapping her arms round Ron and then Hermione. She then let go and pushed past a jumping Percy, pushed past a sobbing McGonagall and Wood and jumped on to Harry.

Harry stumbled and landed on to the floor with Ginny still on top off him kissing every inch of his face.

He lifted the cup in the air with one arm while the other wrapped around Ginny's waist. Harry felt he could produce the world's best patronus.

Authors note: sooooooooo sorry it took long to update I was planning to get this done for Christmas Eve but the stupid spacing and word broke. I will try to update sooner. Hoped you had a wonderful Christmas – I sure have!