It was Slytherins vs. Gryffindor and they had to win it. They had almost won the Cup last year but the matches were cancelled. It was no wonder how desparate it made the team.

Slytherins had got a new seeker. A 4th year girl. Malfoy was unbearable. Harry had never seen the seeker, but according to spying reports from Fred, bodily beauty was one of primary aspects.

Just before the match, her name was confirmed, Fleur Declour.

Harry vagurly remembered the name. Macgonnal had mentioned her some times in her classes. Due to some curious reason, Hermoine did not remember any such occurence.

Rain Gods were not merciful. It was raining hard on the Tuesday morning of the match. Still, Harry, now devoid of his glasses felt confident. He had caught the snitch for Gryffindor on every occasion before.

Harry bid Ron goodbye who was showing Hermoine a new device Justin had brought. It magically enhanced the flavour of the game a person was watching by giving the viewer additional information.

Another change had been made.It was Glideroy Lockhart was commentating. Harry groaned.

As Harry lined up for the match, he saw the Slytherin seeker. She was very beautiful, no doudt but you saw that latter. It was an expression of coldness which you took in first.

She looked at Harry and smirked. All Slytherins were smirking. They had won the Quidditch cup two years in running.

Harry smirked back, Gryffindor had won the house cup, two years running.

The match started and as luck would have it, it started to rain.

Evem with no glasses, Harry was finding it hard to see. He was as usually hovering over his team as they dealt with the opposing slytherins.

It was 80-60 in favour of Gryffindor that suddenly Fluer started to dive. Harry unable to see the snitch immediately followed her.

Ron's binouculors read Worski Fient-Fake dive for snitch.

Ron tried to shout but his voice was drowned by excitement of the crown.

She was on a firebolt but somehow Harry's whimpering Nimbus 2000 was able to deal with its pace.

She and Harry were now shoulder to shoulder. She pushed him on shoulder. Harry resisted the urge to hit back.

'Hit her back you dummb!' Someone cried.

The ground was near. Still Harry could not see the snitch. The crowd was hilding

its breath.

Bam! Harry's broam hit the ground. He soar and hit the ground 20 feet away. Pain filled his mind.

'How?' Fluer was comfortably in the sky.

'You want to meet Potter. OK. This is last.

'Thanx You'

Harry did not recongnise the voice.

It was the Slytherin.

'Arry will you plz. talk?'

Harry was almost about to sleep still he nodded.

'I am sorry Arry.'

Why?

'For the fake dive.'

She stiffened as she spoke. It seemed to hurt her pride.

'I forgive you. I hope that makes you happy.'

She turned on her heels and marched away.

'Wait, spoke Harry.

'What?' She turned.

You did not win it. It was cheating.'

'It waz not.' She laughed and went away. Her pony tail behind her.

Harry was feeling slightly emberresed. He should have shouted at her. She broke his Nimbus 2000. Broke his bones. Still, a fight with a Slytherin is not a happy idea.