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CHAPTER 30

It was time for the Quidditch matches to commence and they were being made to train as if it were for the world cup. Harry had given up Occlumency for a week, since he ate, slept and practiced only quidditch. Even the evenings were spent being drilled by their crazed Captain in the common room with strategies.

Harry had been totally second guessing his decision over joining the team, what he did not know was that Roger was this interested only because of Harry. He felt that Harry was their secret weapon and with him their chances of winning were high.

The first match was in two days, Ravenclaw vs Gryffindor. This was the first time that the two brothers would be pitted against each other and the first time that Darren would witness Harry's true potential on a broom.

Luckily there had been no more attacks other than the cat, though rumors of the Chamber of Secrets were rampant about the evil Salazar Slytherin and his evil family line and their plan to kill all muggleborns with a vicious monster. Harry had tried to search for anything about it in the library but there had been nothing, though he met Hermione several times doing the same.

Dobby had taken to visiting Harry often at night with news updates about the diary. They hadn't yet been able to find it and Mr Lucius had been informed that it was missing. The man had turned deathly pale and had almost hit Mr Weasley "You have no idea what you might have unleashed; the evil in that book was palpable. Which was why I thought the ministry would destroy it." Were the exact words he had thrown at him leaving furiously.

That night Dobby had looked thoroughly beat up and Harry had slowly asked him who did it, if it was Mr Lucius? Dobby shook his head firmly no, it was because every time he came to Harry, he'd have to punish himself as he was going against his Master's wishes.

"You do not understand Master Harry" he said all teary eyed sniffling, blowing his nose on that disgusting pillowcase "we house-elves have been bound to serve our Masters till the end of our lives and if we live long enough we serve the next generations in the family. A house elf who rebels against the bond is fighting with the bond itself and the punishment he gives himself becomes more harsh and serious every time he attempts to make a stand. It is very rare Master Harry," he said not looking at him "I am one such elf, I have always sought freedom so it is particularly difficult for me."

Harry immediately felt guilty and told Dobby not to come anymore, that they'd find another source but Dobby fell to his knees and begged Harry to let him come, that he would take the punishment as he was already used to it.

"But Dobby," Harry pleaded "I can't see this happening on my account, do you care so much for Darren that you'd risk your life for him?"

"Master Harry Potter Sir, Master Darren Potter, is destined to be the savior of our world, it is what everyone says. It is why I came to save him in the first place. Some of us hope that there will be a change in the ways of the wizarding world when that time comes. But, Master Harry Potter sir I do not come to you for that. I risk my life simply to see you. Having been treated with contempt all my life, having nothing to look forward to, I found you. The only person, who has ever thanked me and told me to stay safe, I am grateful and this is my thanks. I like coming to see you" he said and hid his face.

Harry felt a tightening in the back of his throat, what kind of law was it to never even give them a chance to make a choice. His mother had strictly forbidden house elves in their manor. They had a well-paid cleaning lady come in once a week but otherwise the boys were made to do their own work and pick up after themselves. He felt a wave of love and appreciation for his mother.

Looking away from Dobby he searched through his trunk and pulled out a bag of chocolate frogs to give to him, and Dobby looked at it as if it were gold.

"What about Draco?" he asked Dobby "does he not help you?"

Dobby looked sad and said "Master Draco is nice to Dobby, but he is restricted greatly by his father. He himself, does not have an easy life, there are many expectations of him." Harry nodded and realized that Draco had hardly spoken about his family; Harry would ask him slowly after he had earned his trust completely.

The day of the quidditch match donned bright and sunny, Darren had come over to Harry's table and looked leering at him, "I will cream you today Potter" he said, Harry looked at him with a smirk and replied in kind "That's what you think."

Darren laughed and ruffled hair. "Best of luck" he said smiling and then a hint of worry crept into his voice "and please be safe, yeah?" Draco had also hovered around him for a bit making sure he ate and then went with the others to the stands yelling "Give em' hell Harry!"

Clutching his broom tightly, Harry stood on the field feeling a bit overwhelmed; this was his worst nightmare come to life, a crowd of people watching him. After the captains shook hand all the players flew into the air. Once he was flying, Harry forgot his nerves; he was born to do this, making a quick inventory of the pitch and all the positions of the players Harry climbed higher with his broom, noticing that Darren had done the same.

The game had been progressing smoothly with a score of Gryffindor twenty points and Ravenclaw ten. Harry had scanned the playing field and had not yet spotted the snitch. He had twice been hit at by the Weasley twins and twice he had avoided them so masterfully that even they called out to him in congratulations. Darren who had been watching with his heart in his mouth was astonished. There was such ease of movement; even he had to acknowledge that Harry was a superior flier.

Suddenly a bludger came hurtling towards Darren, watching it out of the corner of his eye he swerved out of its way, strangely the bludger followed his movements as if it had a mind of its own and attacked again, seeing his seeker in trouble George flew to help him, hitting the bludger with all his might away from Darren. Thanking him, Darren flew up once again to search for the errant snitch.

Harry had seen the bludger and was suspicious, that was not its normal behavior. He had watched George hit the bludger far away from his brother and sighed in relief, that was when he saw it, the gold glint of the tiny snitch. Unfortunately for him so had Darren.

Harry had been at quite height and had to dive steeply, the crowd went crazy, only professionals attempted such risky moves. He had almost reached Darren, when he saw the rogue bludger come out of nowhere aimed directly at his brother.

Two things Harry understood from the situation, one, the bludger had not been hit by a beater, it had either gone crazy or was being controlled by someone. Two, it was going to hit his brother, this time for sure.

Darren hadn't even noticed it, but Harry had and there was something he could very well do about it. Changing the course of his broom vaguely hearing Roger screaming at him, he rode straight at the bludger at top speed and took the hit himself.

The bludger had hit his broomtail shattering his broom. He fell from quite a height rapidly and hit the ground hard blacking out just after he had noticed a hooded figure with red long hair leaving the pitch. His last coherent thought was why Ginny Weasley was hiding behind the cloak's cover and running away.

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