I can't believe this is the eighteenth chapter! I'm not sure what will happen in this chapter so I'm just going to start writing. Please review and tell me what you think. I'm going to try and finish this story soon, so if you have any ideas on how you'd like me to end it, please say :)

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On Friday afternoon, I could be found sitting with my head in my hands on the purple chair beside Ginny's bed. It was half past five and I'd been there for three hours – since our lessons had finished and I'd been down to the kitchens for something to eat.

"What am I going to do?" I whined, looking up at my girlfriend.

She frowned "I really don't know. You can't play without a full team, maybe you should just-"

"I'm not speaking to Dean." I stated, looking up as the doors opened.

Ginny rolled her eyes, but tilted her head when she saw who was coming towards us. McGonagall had a look of pure excitement on her face and the boy beside her, dressed in his Gryffindor uniform, looked absolutely perplexed. I recognised him as the boy who she'd sent to tell me about Ginny the day before.

"Potter, this is David Yates, he's just had his first flying lesson and Madame Hooch seems to think he has a gift. You haven't found a chaser have you?"

Warm relief flooded through me. David Yates didn't look particularly strong or clever, he was skinny with sandy hair and blue eyes, but that didn't mean he couldn't fly.

"Do you know what Quidditch is?" I asked him.

He nodded "My Uncle played for England."

I grinned "Great, are you free now?"

He nodded shyly "Yeah, I've just eaten though."

I shrugged "You'll be fine. See you later Gin, I'll come back in a couple of hours." I leant over and kissed Ginny on the cheek, causing David Yates to blush scarlet.

McGonagall rolled her eyes "Weasley here's a chaser too, but she won't be playing tomorrow."

"Oh fuck." I said bluntly, realisation suddenly hitting me.

"Potter!" McGonagall screeched. David Yates tried to shrink into a corner.

"Sorry, Professor, but we'll need another chaser won't we, and we don't even have one reserve."

McGonagall seemed to fight a battle of her wills for a moment, her face looking pained. "Weasley, how are you feeling?"

Ginny shrugged "Fine. Just tired."

"Would you be up to playing tomorrow? If you were to come straight back here after the match?"

Ginny grinned "Can I?"

McGonagall frowned "I'll have a word with Poppy. Potter, you aren't to come back into this Hospital Wing until tomorrow morning when Miss Weasley has had time to rest. You will then accompany her to the Quidditch Pitch. Understand?"

I couldn't help it, I dived on McGonagall and hugged her fiercely "I could kiss you."

She pushed me away, smirking "Please restrain yourself from doing so."

I grinned, kissing Ginny properly on the lips "See you tomorrow, I love you."

She blushed "You too, now go away, in about fifteen hours he's got to take part in a Quidditch match."

I grinned and then, pulling Yates along, I left the room.

"How do you get like that?" He asked nervously, as I lead him over to the clock tower stairs.

"Like what?"

"You just hugged Professor McGonagall and you have the fittest girl in the school as your girlfriend."

I laughed "You're a bit young to be worrying about girlfriends, mate. I dunno, I'm just an easy person to get along with I suppose."

David sighed "I'm not that young."

"Why, do you have a girlfriend?"

He shook his head sadly "I wish."

I smiled "That may change, depending on how many goals you score tomorrow."

He looked up, grinning "Seriously?"

"I caught my first snitch in record time and that's when all the girls started fancying me. Then my head got a bit inflated. As for Ginny, I've always been obsessed with her...since I can remember."

"Have you known her for a long time then?"

"She lives next door, my parents are her Godparents and vice versa. Her brother's my best friend."

"Oh. Why's she in hospital?"

"Some bastard tried to poison her. I think it was so she couldn't play in the match tomorrow, but McGonagall really wants the team to win. She always has done."

David Yates looked positively faint "Somebody tried to poison her? Does that happen here often?"

I smiled "Slytherin's are dangerous...beware."

We reached the Quidditch pitch and we spent the evening with me as the keeper and him as the chaser. He really was good, Hooch hadn't been kidding. He scored nearly every one and had a real knack with the broomstick.

We landed on the ground, both feeling very content and headed up to the Gryffindor common room. We were walking over the viaduct when I noticed how shifty he looked.

"What is it?" I asked "You'll do great."

"No, it's not that...I think I know who poisoned your girlfriend."

I stopped walking "What?"

"My friend came into my dormitory a couple of nights ago and said he'd just seen a boy use a spell on a girl outside the portrait hall and then he gave her three potions and apparently she took them and went upstairs to her dorm and then came down an hour later, handed him the glasses and he took the spell off her and Peter said she looked all confused and started shouting at him for being a Slytherin and accused him of trying to get into the common room."

"It must have been the Imperio curse...he could get locked up for that – it's not the sort of thing you do win a Quidditch match is it?"

"You said before that Slytherin's were dangerous."

I nodded "That are, they're also stupid. I'll see you later, I need to go and see Dumbledore."

David's eyes widened "You speak to Dumbledore."

"Erm, Yeah... did your friend say who it was?"

"He didn't know him, just someone with a green tie. He said he was fat."

Something in my head clicked into place "Fat...great, thanks David! Sleep well!" I shouted running across the courtyard and screaming 'Lemon Drops' to the gargoyle guarding the headmaster's study.

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