Please note that, as said in previous chapters, I do not own anything from Harry Potter. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling. Enjoy! Also, I'm so sorry for this late of a post and how choppy it is. I'm just very busy and I really just haven't had time between 18 books I have to read and after school events.
Juliet's POV
I looked at Harry as if I didn't know what he was talking about. "Juliet, don't give me that confused look. I know you aren't telling me something. Now, tell me what it is, please," he said calmly.
I shook my head, not saying anything and sitting by him silently. Hermione and Ron walked into the common room and noticed the heavy silence between the two. Hermione came over and sat in the seat next to me. "You have to tell him, sometime, at least," she whispered. I nodded and looked over at Harry, knowing that I had to tell him.
"Harry, I'm sorry," I managed to get out. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I know you think Professor Snape is a git, but I know why he treats me like I'm…" I thought for a second, trying to choose my next word wisely. "I'm Professor Snape's daughter," I said quickly.
Ron's eyes widened and Harry looked at me as if I had smacked him, while Hermione, who I told as soon as I had found out, looked a bit nervous. Harry was the first to break the silence. "I'm going to bed," he muttered. As he and Ron got up and walked off to the boy's dormitory. I sighed and walked up to the girl's dormitories and lay in my bed, wishing I wouldn't have told him. Wishing I had said nothing.
"Hello?!" I yelled afraid. I heard a mix of pained, mournful howls respond back to my yell. I ran towards the howls, feeling a rush of fear follow what I saw. A group of what looked like large wolves stood around something, which, from where I was, looked like an animal of some sort. They all looked up at me and, as though I was nothing, just continued on doing what they were doing. I felt shaking and tried to get away from what was doing it…
I awoke with a start looking around the room. Hermione was standing by my bed looking worried. "What's wrong, Juliet? I heard you scream and then begin to cry." She asked and a whole group of girls, I noticed as I looked around, were standing around me gawking. I just shook my head silently and unsteadily stood up, walking down to an abandoned corridor and sitting on my own, checking my watch every so often.
Harry's POV Quidditch
As I walked out with the team I felt my heart skip several beats each second I stood there. It felt like days as I stood waiting. Finally, feeling a bit of courage come to me I looked up at Wood and asked, "What was your first Quidditch game like?" He stood as though trying to remember. "I don't really remember. I got knocked out by a bludger ten minutes in. Woke up in the hospital wing a week later," He said calmly.
I stood there petrified as we started filing out onto the Quidditch pitch. I tried to look for Juliet in the crowd as I heard the crowd cheer. I spotted her in between Hermione and Hagrid, just smiling down at the pitch. I saw her wave excitedly to me, so I waved back, and then the Slytherins came out.
Juliet's POV; Quidditch
I sat in the stands by Hermione and Hagrid, beaming as I saw Harry walk out. The first few minutes of the game were as smooth as silk. Then, as soon as Harry spotted the Golden Snitch, his broom began to act up. It was serving and twitching. Hermione leaned over and I leaned in to hear. "Snape's jinxing Harry's broom," she whispered to Ron. I sat wide-eyed staring at the two. "Of course he isn't!" I whispered defensively. Ron and Hermione both gave me the same Yeah, right, look and Hermione disappeared off.
I saw her go to the other side of the stands and set my father's cloak on fire. As a man tried to put his cloak out, I noticed Harry's broom began to work properly. No, I thought, Dad would never try to hurt a student, especially my brother. Even if they do hate each other's guts. Harry, inevitably, caught the Snitch and Gryffindor won the game.
As the match ended I ran down and hugged him tightly. "Are you alright?" I asked worriedly. He smiled. "Just fine, Juliet."
