Hallo my readers! I have a new idea to spruce up the chapters! I got this from some other stories, but it will still work. Anyway, we are at the first game of the season. Let's see what injuries we shall get..

Harry and Hisseyt: Hey!

What? It's true.

Hisseyt: You're the author, you could change it!

It's not as easy as it seems. And don't you have a job to do?

Hisseyt: Make Harry do it.

Harry: You remind me of Dudley!

Oh dear…

Hisseyt: How dare you! Oi! Do I have permission to slap him on the head?

Yes you do. **Smack**

Harry: Ow! Fine. Disclaimer- F.W.D owns none of the original characters. Happy?

Not really…

Annoying Painting of Knight: ON WITH YE STORY!

Ron: When did he get here, and how?

Harry, Hisseyt, and Me: I have no idea…

Well it was the Saturday of the game, and me and Harry already had our Quidditch robes on. Wood cleared his throat for silence.

"Alright men." He started.

"And woman." I piped up.

"And woman," He agreed. "This is it." I wasn't half listening…

"Alright, it's time. Good luck everyone." Wood said.

We walked out to the pitch. Cheers were coming from all directions. Oh, did I mention we were against the Slytherins? The matches between them were bloody brutal.

"Now I want a fair game from all of you." Madam Hooch said. "Mount your brooms please." Lee Jordan was doing commentary. I slid onto my Nimbus 2000. Madam Hooch blew her whistle and fifteen brooms rose into the air. I grabbed the Quaffle immediately. Lee began the comments.

"And the Quaffle is take right away by Hisseyt Snape of Gryffindor- what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive too-"He said. I felt a blush creep up to my cheeks.

"JORDAN!" Me and Professor McGonagall yelled. Harry laughed.

"Shut up Harry!" I called to him.

"Sorry professor." Jordan said. He was being closely watched by McGonagall.

"And she's really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet, a good find of Oliver Wood's, last year only a reserve- back to Hisseyt and- no, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quaffle and off he goes- Flint flying like an eagle up there- he's going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent move by Gryffindor keeper and the Gryffindors take the Quaffle- that's chaser Katie Bell of Gryffindor there, nice dive around Flint, off up the field and- OUCH- that must have hurt, hit in the back of the head by a Bludger- Quaffle taken by Slytherins- that's Adrian Pucey speeding off toward the goal post, but he is blocked by a second Bludger- sent his way by the Weasleys- and back to Hisseyt a clear field ahead and off she goes- she's really flying-Ouch!- gets hit in the arm by a Bludger, and her catching arm, too- wait, no, she still has the Quaffle, the goal post are just ahead- come on now Hisseyt- she throws with her left hand, a wicked curve to the throw, Slytherin Keeper dives- misses- GRYFFINDOR SCORES!" Lee said.

Pain was radiating up my arm. It wasn't broken, thank Goddess, but it hurt. Harry was circling the field, looking for the Snitch. At one point, Harry did see it, but Flint almost knocked him off his broom. I got one more score before something weird happened. Harry's broom started going berserk. It was carrying him slowly higher, away from the game, jerking and twitching as it went. One of the Slytherin Beaters hit a Bludger my way, and I had to roll over on my broom. Harry could fall at any minute. No student could do that Dark Magic. I looked into the crowd. Two people were staring at harry, muttering. One was Severus and the other was Quirrel. I took out a piece of ribbon out of my pocket. Don't laugh at me! I use a Transfiguration spell I made to create it into something I need. In this case, a stinging disk. The disks are very small, but they get the persons attention. I planned to use it on Quirrel.

"Trillious." I muttered. The ribbon turned into the little disk. I blew on them and they went straight for Quirrel. At the same time... … … Hermione set Severus's robes on fire! She caught my eye and I gave her a death glare. Harry got back on his broom finally. Harry was on the trail on the Snitch, and then he leveled out, and dropped off his broom onto all fours. He coughed out the Snitch! We had won! I pulled up my right sleeve to see what damage the Bludger had caused. I winced as I saw the already forming bruise. That reminded me… I was supposed to be figuring out if I really was related to Severus… I wouldn't bother asking Harry or Draco to help, because it meant sneaking into the library and getting into the Daily Profit records and any other records that might help me, and I didn't want them getting into trouble. Severus had to attend to some business I couldn't come along. On the Christmas Holidays that is. Perfect time to sneak in… and I had a plan…

BAT STEALTH MODE!

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