Magical Adventures of David the Wizard

by RazacRazer

David Shuter is no Ordinary Boy. He is a Wizard. He had spent his life without any true friends.. but that all changes when he moves to England and started going to Hogwarts. He finds life long friends.. family.. and love. He ends up part of a greater picture.. and a much bigger part than he originally thought. These are his adventures.

5. My First Quidditch Match

I couldn't help but feel a little full of myself. As the Gryffindor Quidditch team flew onto the Quidditch pitch to roaring applause. I was a part of that. This time last year I was in the crowd, cheering Harry on and helping Ron and Hermione keep Snape (Or I guess it was actually Quirrell) from cursing Harry off his Broom. Now I was zooming around the Pitch, showing off the speed of my Firebolt. This match was important. We were going up against Slytherin, the only team with faster brooms than what we had (Save for mine.) So this match rested highly on mine and Harry's shoulders. Harry had to catch the Snitch fast.. And hope Malfoy didn't notice it. I had to try and keep our point count up so when Harry caught the snitch, Slytherin would not be too far ahead and we would still lose.

As we hovered around the center of the pitch, waiting for Madam Hooch to start the match, I made eye contact with Malfoy and scowled at him. We still thought he was behind the opening of the Chamber of Secrets and had figured out how to brew the Polyjuice potion, and just needed to wait for it to be done. However I couldn't think of that right now. Hooch blew her whistle and the game had begun.

Slytherin got the Quaffle immediately and made for our goal post. I flew off in hot pursuit, Angelina and Katie far behind me. I made to steal the Quaffle, but had to abort because of a Bludger coming right for me. Fred and George weren't around to deflect it. Slytherin scored. Wood cursed as he passed to Quaffle to Katie "Merlin's beard those 2001's are fast." He looked miffed that I didn't steal the Quaffle, but didn't say anything as he must have known I couldn't do anything about the Bludger. Katie and Angelina began a play where they passed the Quaffle off to eachother and would pass it to me to rush the rest of the pitch and score.. However the Quaffle was quickly intercepted and Slytherin scored on us again.

After a couple more scores on our goal posts, I had a quick huddle with Katie and Angelina "I think its time I drop the ball" They both nodded. It was the only way we were going to get the Quaffle close to their side of the pitch. Wood passed the Quaffle to Katie again, who passed it to me. I then began to weave in and out of Slytherin chasers. After playing a little cat and mouse and got into position, making my way on the Slytherin's middle goal post, aiming to score. As I got close I let the Quaffle slip through my fingers, where Anglina caught it and prepared to score, but a Blunger was hit towards her by a Slythering Beater, and she had to half dive off her broom to avoid it, dropping the Quaffle. I twisted my broom around and helped her back on her broom as Slytherin scored again "70-0 for Slytherin!" Lee Jordan announced almost sadly from the commentator booth.

Wood ended up calling a time out. We all huddled up on the ground "What's going on? We're being flattened out there! Fred, Geroge, Where were you when that Bludger stopped Angelina from scoring.. Or David from stealing the Quaffle?" George replied angerly "about 20 feet above stopping a mad Bludger from murdering Harry! Someone's fixed it, it won't leave Harry alone, it hasn't gone for anyone else all game. Slytherin's must have done something to it." I curled my hand into a fist "Malfoy must be behind it. He knew he couldn't beat Harry to the snitch any way else." Wood then looked anxious "But the Bludgers and everything have been locked in Madam Hooch's office since our last practice.. And there was nothing wrong with them then" Harry then said "listen, with you two flying around me constantly the only way I'm going to catch the snitch is if it flies up my sleeve. Go back to the rest of the team and let me deal with the rogue one." Fred said "Don't be thick, I'll take your head off!" Wood looked between Harry and the Weasley's. Angelina said "Oliver, this is mad. You can't let Harry deal with this on his own. Request an Enquiry!" Harry said "If we do that we will have to forfeit the match. We are not going to loose to Slytherin because of a rogue Bludger. Tell them to leave me alone." George then said angerly "This is all your fault Wood! Get the snitch or dy trying? What were you thinking?!" Finally Wood looked at me and asked "Do you think you can even out the score with Anglina and Katie running interference and Fred and George keeping Bludgers off you?" I took a deep breath and looked at Harry, who nodded. I then said "Ya, sure thing Oliver." He then looked at Harry "You sure you can handle the rogue?" He nodded "I wouldn't have suggested it otherwise." So he nodded "Okay, new plan. Harry, find the Snitch fast. Katie and Anglina, make sure David gets the Quaffle. Fred and George, stay off of Harry and focus on David." We then resumed the game

That is when things started turning in our favor. With Fred and George keeping Bludgers off us, Katie, Angelina and I were able to focus on the Quaffle. Slytherin started with the Quaffle after time out. I rushed the Slytherin chaser and quickly flipped upside down, kicking the Quaffle out of his hands. Anglina caught it and faked out a pass to Katie and instead passed to me. I then deaked out the other two chasers and made for the right Hoop., I then last second veered left and scored on the middle hoop. Cheers erupted from the stands. Lee Jordan announced "10-70 to Slytherin! A magnificent play by Gryffindor's newest chaser David Shuter! His first score of his Career!" Slytherin's chaser now had the Quaffle. Fred hit the normal Bludger towards him, knocking the Quaffle out of his hand. Katie caught it and passed it to me right away. I then rushed the Slytherin keeper and scored. I heard Lee Jordan say "20-70! The tides have turned in Gryffindor's favor!"

The next play I stole the Quaffle from the Slytherin's just as they were about to score. I noticed the Slytherin's were now watching me more closely. They finally considered me a real threat, no longer just the newbie with the fast broom. Katie, Anglina and I began to pass the ball between us, performing what was known as the Thimberling Shuffle, invented a few years earlier by then student commentator Murphy McNully. Finally when the Slytherin's made a move for me we broke apart, Katie with the Quaffle. She was then able to score. Bring the score to 30-70.

I stole the Quaffle a few seconds later mid pitch from the Slytherins, and made a bee-line for the goal post. I looked arround quickly and saw Harry diving towards Malfoy, and even swore I saw the glint of the Snitch. I knew the game was about to end. I knew I couldn't even up the game.. But I wanted to get one more goal. I looked forward to see a Slytherin Chaser barreling down towards me. Angelina then cuts him off, but I don't have time to dodge up or down. So I quickly crouch on my broom and leap off, throwing the Quaffle with all my strength mid air, I then landed back on my broom, groaning from the impact. Lee Jordan yelled "HARRY's CAUGHT THE SNITCH! AND SHUTER COMES THROUGH WITH A LAST SECOND SCORE! GRYFFINDOR WINS! 190 POINTS TO 70! WHAT A TURN AROUND FOR GRYFFINDOR! WE WILL BE PARTYING IN THE GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM TONIGHT!" Angelina and Katie rushed me and began patting me on the back and head "You did it David!" Angelina said with a smile. Katie then said "We were worried we would loose our edge when Alicia took a step back, but you came through." I grinned and said "I've got to admit, I was worried I wouldn't fit in. But when push came to shove we ended up being a great team!" I however noticed Harry was on the ground unconcious and said "Merlin's beard! Harry!" I then dove, with the other chasers on my tail.

When I landed I ran over to watch Professor Lockhart remove all the bones from Harry's arm. "Ahh.. Yes.. That sometimes happens. Maybe you should make your way to the Hospital wing.. Mr Shuter, Mr Weasley and Miss Granger.. Perhaps you should help him." We then escorted Harry to the Hospital wing, myself congratulating him on his catch. "Right under Malfoy's nose too.. HA. I bet Flint is letting him have it right now!" Ron then said "Great catch Mate! Honestly that was an amazing game to watch. David those goals were amazing! And still pulling off the Thimberling Shuffle despite the faster brooms of the opposing team! Brilliant!" Hermione then chatzied us and said "Harry is seriously injured! Is now really the time to talk about Quidditch?!" I bit my lip "Uh.. Right. Sorry Harry." He just nodded, looking rather sick.

Luckily Madam Pomfrey was able to regrow the bones in his arm. The sad thing was Slytherin's monster attacked again. This time it got Colin Creevey, the enthusiastic Gryffindor first year with the camera. This of course got the school abuzz again. I started to worry more about Hermione, which was one of the reasons I pushed to start the Polyjuice potion early. When we learned That Malfoy had signed up to stay at Hogwarts for the winter holidays All 4 of us signed up to do so as well. It was odd that Malfoy would choose to stay at Hogwarts.. But It did give us the opportunity to use the polyjuice potion to interrogate Malfoy without prying eyes. It had taken a few owls between my mother and I to convince her to let me stay, considering this year she wanted Harry to join us for Christmas.. Instead of having to stay at Hogwarts. But once I let her know that Ron and Hermione were staying as well, she finally caved.

One morning in mid Decemeber Seamus called us over to the notice board.. Where there was a sign up sheet for a dueling club. "Might be useful, especially with everything going on this year." He had said. Ron then said "Yeah, because Slytherin's monster knows how to duel." I then remembered my dream a year and a half ago.. My father dueling Voldemort. If Voldemort ever came back.. I would need to be as skilled in dueling as he was, more so in fact if I didn't want to die. So I said "Even so.. It couldn't hurt, for the future." I know Ron was thinking about Malfoy being the one we dueled.. But I knew Harry would be thinking the same as me. So we signed up.

Our hopes of actually learning something disapeared however, when we saw Lockhart was the one running the club. Snape was also there. Lockhart spoke up "gather round, gather round! Can everyone see me? Can you all hear me! Excellent. Now Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little dueling club. This way we train you up in case you need to defend yourself like I have had to do on countless occasions, for details read my published work!" I groaned, Hermione shot me a look. Lockhart continued "let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape. He knows a tiny bit about dueling himself and has sportingly agreed to assist me with a brief demonstration before we begin. Don't you worry though, you will still have your Potions master once I am through with him!"

The look on Snape's face could kill. They walked forward and raised their wands in a salute to eachother, before dropping them back to their sides and walking away from eachother. They then both twisted around to face eachother. Lockhart then said "Note the position of our wands in an acceptable ready position. On the count of 3 both of us will fire our first spell, not aiming to kill of course." Ron then smirked "I wouldn't count on it." I chuckled. They then counted to three and Snape hissed "Expelliarmus!" The red spell shot out of his wand and hit Lockhart, sending him flying and hitting the wall behind him. "I hope he's alright!" Hermione cried. Ron, Harry and I smirked and said "Who cares!" Lockhart got up and said "Ahh yes, a disarming charm. As you can see my wand is gone. Thank you Miss Brown. I of course could have easily stopped it, however I felt it would be instructive for you to see the outcome of the spell. Very well, lets team you all up and have you try the disarming spell.. And that spell only!"

Snape walked around and began to partner us. Harry and Ron stood close together, and Hermione saddled up beside me. Snape sneered "I don't think so. Weasley with Finnigan. Shuter... You can partner up with Zabini, Miss Granger you can partner up with Miss Bulstrode.. And Mr Malfoy get over here.. See what you can make of the famous Potter." Hermione gave me a wistful look before walking over to the burly slytherin girl. Blaize Zabini made his way over to me. He was a slender chocolate skinned boy, not particularly scary. As much as it would have been fun to test my spell casting against Hermione.. Zabini was my target for our Polyjuice potion mission. SO all I had to do was get a piece of hair off of him in our duel.. Then I would be fine.

We got into position, bowed and then took a ready stance. As Lockhart counting to three, Zabini yelled "Flipendo!" I felt myself get pushed my magic, stumbling backwards. I quickly pointed my wand and growled "Expelliarmus!" His wand flew from his hand. He dove for it, I than spat "Petrificus Totalus!" He then froze and fell down face first. I grinned and ran over, picking up his wand. I then knelt down and put his wand back in his hand, quickly ripping a strand of hair from his head. I then tapped him with my wand and muttered "Finite Incantatum" He sprang back to life. He glared at me. I smirked at said "Serves you right for cheating, better luck next time Zabini!" We then stood up.

Lockhart then decided to teach us how to block unfriendly spells. They ended up deciding on Harry and Malfoy to demonstrate. When he tried to demonstrate what Harry was supposed to do he ended up dropping his wand, elating a snort from me. "Whoops, my wand gets excited " I chuckled "Or you don't know what you are doing" I murmured, to which Ron chuckled beside me. Hen it came time to duel Mafloy yelled "Serpensortia!" a snake emerged from his wand. Harry froze. Snape said lazily "Don't move Potter.. I'll take care of it." Lockhart said "Allow me." He then cast a spell that angered the snake, it went towards Justin Finch-Fletchey. Harry then stepped forward and began hissing at the snake, which responded to him after a time. Stopping his advances just as Snape finally waved his wand and the Snake vanished.

We escorted Harry away after that, the whole group just completely shocked. Ron exclaimed "Why didn't you tell us you were a Parselmouth?" He looked at Ron "A what?" Ron replied "A Parselmouth. Having the ability to talk to snakes." Harry then said "I just asked the snake to back off. What's wrong with that." I looked at him "Is that what you were saying at it?" He looked at me and asked "Yeah, didn't you hear me?" Ron then said "We heard you talk in Parseltongue. Hissing and such." Harry looked shocked "I was speaking a different language? How can I do that without knowing." I then replied "Je peux parlez une petite peur de Fracais. Sometimes I even speak in french without realizing it, if I hear it that is." Harry then exclaimed "But I never took a course in snake!" Hermione then said "We know. Which is bad. Salazar Slytherin was the most famous Parselmouth in history. Now people are going to think YOU are his Hier!" That realization struck me as well. I couldn't believe it, could Harry be the Heir of Slytherin?

That speculation only grew heading over the next few days as Justin and Nearly Headless Nick were petrified. Whilst Fred and George got a kick out of the rumors, loudly claiming Harry was the Heir of Slytherin, Malfoy looked more and more ticked off. He probably hated that Harry was getting credit for something that was his doing. By the time Christmas break arrived, Hogwarts was almost completely deserted. It made sense, given how dangerous Hogwarts was right now. Luckily enough our Polyjuice potion was complete, and we had the perfect opportunity to use it over Christmas. Christmas itself started out with Hermione waking us up. Ron hissed "You/.. You're not supposed to be in here!" She just responded "Happy Christmas to you too. I've been up for nearly an hour putting the finishing touches on the potion, Its not only ready, but I think we should do it tonight." I nodded "Good.. Once this is over we can focus on more important things.. Like facing Hufflepuff in the new year." She rolled her eyes and left. I then noticed Zeus on my bed and smiled "Hello you." He nibbled my fingers and pecked at the package he had just brought me. It was a small gift from my mother. It was The Hobbit from JRR Tolkien. My copy, which technically had been my mother's copy, had been lost during the move to England, so the replacement was appreciated.. Although now that I had a brand new world of literature to choose from I doubted I would have time to read this book again. Hermione got me Curses and Counter Curses, a Beginners guide to Dueling. Ron got me Quidditch Through the Ages no doubt to help me improve my knowledge on the game he loved so much. Harry got me a Broom self care kit, to help ensure I kept my broom in tip top shape. Hagrid made some rock hard brownies for me, which I took a leaf out of Harry's book and decided to soften by the fire. All in all, a good haul. I pet Zeus and he flew off back to the Owlery. All I missed was my Cat Hermes, but I knew I would see him next summer.

The only bad thing about having taken Blaze Zabini's hair was that he had left Hogwarts for the Holiday's, same as Millicent Bulstrode which was Hermione's target. So we decided we would just say we decided to come back for the feast. Harry and Ron however had to give Crabbe and Goyle sleeping draught and steal their hairs. Luckily they were able to do that and now all 4 of us stood in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, cups of Polyjuice potion in our hands, ready to drink. We then decided it was best to do it in our own stalls seeing as our current robes wouldn't fit once we hard transformed into our targets. I looked down at mine. It looked better than Ron and Harry's had, but still didn't look good. It was more of a light coffee color, as opposed to the black sludge the other two had to drink. I took a deep breath and muttered "For Hermione" And chugged the potion. If I wasn't trying to save one of my best friends and crush's life, I would have spat it back out. It tasted disgusting! I then began to feel really weird and looked down to see my body changing. I was getting thinner.. And slightly taller. Finally after the weird senstation was done I put on the Slytherin robes Hermione had stolen and put them on. Meeting Harry and Ron outside the stall, who looked like Crabbe and Goyle. Hermione hadn't come out. So Ron banged on her door "Come on Hermione! We need to go." She then yelled out in a high pitch voice "I'm...I'm not coming, go on without me!" Ron then said "We know Bulstrode is ugly, no one is going to know its you just come out!" She cried back "No, no I'm not coming. You are wasting time just go!" Harry looked biwildered and Ron smirked "That looks more like Goyle." I then asked "Hermione.. Are you alright." She then called back "Yes. Just go!" We all looked at eachother and nodded "Okay.. Be back soon Hermione." We then left.

On the way towards the Slytherin Common room, or more like trying to FIND the Slytherin common room. We gave each other tips on how to walk and act more like our disguises. Harry told Ron "Don't swing your arms like that, Goyle walks more stiff." Ron followed his suggestion. He then said "David, loosen up, Zabini walks kind of like Malfoy, like he owns the place." I followed his suggestion. I then asked "So where do you think the common room is?" Harry then said "They come up for breakfast from that entrence there" He pointed towards the dungeons.

We then made our way down to the Dungeons, asking people where our common room was. We ended up running into Percy. Who was snobish as ever "What are you three doing wandering around the corridors? That is extra dangerous right now." Ron pointed out "You are." Percy puffed up and said "I am a Prefect, nothing would dare attack me." Then a voice we recognized said "There you two are, I've been looking everywhere for you. Zabini! I'm surprised to see you here.. Didn't you go home for the Holidays?" I then nodded "Yeah.. I uh, decided to come back for the feast. Besides.. Hogwarts is a much cooler place to be right now." Draco nodded and looked at Percy "What are you doing here Weasley?" He pursed his lips "I'm a prefect, I can go anywhere." Malfoy then huffed and walked away with us on his tail "That Peter Weasley-." "Percy" Ron interrupted Malfoy, who shrugged and continued "Whatever. Weasley has been lurking around, probably trying catch the Heir of Slytherin single handidly." He laughed.

He lead us to the Slytherin common room. Gave the password (Pureblood) and we were inside. I had to admit it was a much different common room to the one I knew. It was colder.. Greener.. And seemed to be under the Black Lake.. Which made it pretty cool. Malfoy said "Wait here, I'll go grab it. Letter from my father." He left and came back with a newspaper article about an enquiry into Arthur Weasley. "Well, do you think its funny?" He asked. "Haha" Harry said bleakly. "Yeah, real funny." Malfoy then said "Honestly that Arthur Wealey loves muggles so much he should snap his wand and join them." Ron looked furious. Malfoy looked oddly at him "Whats wrong with you Crabbe?" He then murmured "stomach ache." Malfoy then said "Well go up to the Hospital Wing and give those Mudbloods a kick for me." My hand curled into a fist. Malfoy looked at it and said "Zabini if you want you can do it too." I rolled my eyes and ended up saying "Don't want to steal all the fun from Crabbe." He shrugged and continued "You know, I'm surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't mentioned anything about these attacks yet. Dumbledore's probably covering it all up. He'll be sacked soon if this continues. My father says Dumbledore is the worst thing to ever happen to this place. He loves muggle borns. A decent headmaster wouldn't have let someone like that Mudblood Creevy in." He then put on a high pitched voice and said "Potter, can I have your autograph, potter can I lick your boots, please Potter." He then looked at us and asked "What's the matter with you Three?" We then started laughing, a little too late. Mafloy seemed satisfied though.

He continued "Famous Potter. Honestly he's another Muggle lover. No proper wizard feeling, Otherwise he wouldn't go around with the Mudblood Granger. And People think He's Slytherin's hair, Zabini, honestly what's wrong with you" I was ready to punch him out for calling Hermione a mudblood again. However I took a deep breath and said "Bonkers really, thinking Potter is the Heir of Slytherin." Malfoy nodded "I wish I knew who it was, so I could help them." Harry then said "But you've got to have an idea who it is?" Malfoy looked annoyed "You know I haven't Goyle, I've told you a million times. Father won't tell me anything about the last time the Chamber was opened either. Of course it was 50 years ago so a little before his time. However he told me it would look suspicious if I knew too much. I do know this, the last time it was opened, A mudblood died. I hope this time its Granger." I jumped up and Malfoy looked at me weirdly "What Zabini, You have a better idea than Granger?" I realized my mistake.. So I said quickly "What about Shuter? That upstart has it coming, thinking he's better than me after one duel" Malfoy shook his head "I told you, Shuter can't be a Mudblood, my father has his suspicions has to who his wizarding father is.. But won't tell me. However I agree, Shuter is almost as bad as Granger.. Those two are a pair alright. Maybe the monster will get him at the same time it gets her." I tried to keep from breaking his nose and Harry said "Do you know who opened it last time?" Malfoy shook his head "No.. I only know whoever it was was expelled, probably still in Azkaban. Father told me to keep my head down and let The Heir do their work. The school needs rid of the Mudbloods. Besides he's got enough on his plate. Did you know we were raided last week? Luckily we have our own secret chamber under the drawing room floor." It was then we started to notice we were turning back. So we quickly exused ourselves due to 'Crabbes stomach ache.' And were on our way. As it turned out Malfoy did not open the Chamber of Secrets.. Or know who it was. To top it off, Hermione had ingested cat potion and not Bulstrode potion, and had not turned back, so she had to be taken to the Hospital Wing. All in all it was a giant waste of time.

Hermione spent the next month in the Hospital Wing. This time allowed me to take the lead in our House points war. However I still felt bad for her. Harry, Ron and I spent all our free time with her, bringing her Homework and such. Harry's and my time however were more scare given the fact Wood continued to make us train constantly for our next Quidditch match, even though it was months out still. Our biggest hurdle was in the past with the Slytherin match. However we had to make sure we kept our points high in our future games to ensure we won the Quidditch cup.

In February, Harry came across a diary that someone had attempted to destroy in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. He found out the Diary somehow spoke to the reader, and even showed Harry how the owner of the Diary.. An old Slytherin student named Tom Riddle, had captured the person who had opened the Chamber of Secrets the first time. It was Hagrid. We decided not to confront him about it, because honestly we couldn't believe it. While it did make sense as to why Hagrid didn't have a wand, Hagrid was way to nice to be the Heir of Slytherin. Look at how he treated Hermione, there was no way he could have it out for Muggleborns.

Another thing that struck me as weird was the fact the Chamber hadn't been opened since before Christmas. Perhaps the real Heir was done.. Or was just taking a vacation. We weren't sure, but were happy for the reprieve. The school did not seem to think Harry was the Heir anymore, which allowed us to be a little happier going to and from classes. The school seemed to finally be able to breath. I for one was still nervous though. Malfoy hinted his father knew who my father was. Would he be able to find out, and spread that I was the Heir because my father served Voldemort? I mean I knew I wasn't the heir of course, my father could not have been decedent from Slytherin, because wouldn't Voldemort have followed him? Not the other way around? No. I may not have been the Heir.. But I was decedent from a dark wizard. If Malfoy figured that out, my reputation at Hogwarts, however small it was, would be destroyed.

Around Easter was when there was some actual excitement at school, as it was time to choose our classes for the next year. This was new to us Second years, as we never got to choose our classes until now. Of course we couldn't drop any classes, so I couldn't drop Lockhart or Binn's classes. However I could choose from Arithmancy, Muggle Studies, Divination, Study of Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Creatures. I had to choose 2-3. This turned out to be a difficult choice seeing as my choices could limit my future career paths. I had absolutely no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up, especially considering I now had a whole new set of options that were magical. So, since Arithmancy dealt with numbers, and I hated math in school, I immediately decided not to go with that one. Muggle Studies was another one I chose not to do. I mean I was raised a muggle, so it would just be a waste of time. I ended up choosing Divination as it dealt with seeing the future so it could perhaps tell me what I would end up doing with my life.. But really I chose it because Harry and Ron did so that would be a blow off class. I then decided to do Study of Ancient Runes as being able to translate old Wizard texts could lead to re-discovering old forgotten spells or potions, as well as Care of Magical Creatures since I liked animals and perhaps would one day be able to tame or at least fly on a dragon like in my books!

We were flying high off our last practice before our match with Hufflepuff. Katie, Angelina and I had perfected more plays. I had learned how to keep my broom at the same speed as there without concentrating too hard so we could easily make plays side by side. We were super prepared and were sure we would be able to easily win the game tomorrow. Wood seemed super happy which was a good sign. He had been gunning for the Quidditch Cup since he had a real shot at it last year. This year seemed like the year he could do it. We had this.

Of course that sentiment went out the window as soon as Harry and I returned to the common room after the practice. Neville looked frantic as he ran up to us "Harry, I don't know who did it, I just found..." He then ran off with us on his tail to the dormitory. Harry's bed was a mess, his trunk ripped open and its contents strewn around the room. Harry began searching through his stuff. As he did that Ron, Seamus and Dean walked in "What happened?" I then shrugged nd began to help Harry clean up his stuff "We don't know.. We found it like this." I said. Harry then waved Ron and I over and whispered "Riddle's Diary is gone." My eyes widened, understanding what that meant.. A Gryffindor was the one who stole it.. Which must mean they were the one who had it in the first place. Plus it incriminated Hagrid, which was also not a good thing.

The next day We were heading out of the great hall after breakfast to get ready for Quidditch when Harry said "I heard that voice again!" Hermione slapped her forward "Of course! I just understood something. I'll meet you guys at the Pitch, I have to go to the Library quickly" She then ran off. I then raised an eyebrow "She could have told us what she understood.. But why does she need to go to the Library." Ron rolled his eyes "You know Hermione.. When in doubt, go to the Library." I nodded "Of course." We then continued on our way.

In the changing Rooms Wood began his speech "Today we have good odds People. Perfect Weather conditions! I have to admit, when we started this year, I wasn't sure what to expect. We had a perfect team last year, and this year we had to train a new chaser, which would be hard considering how close the three girls were before. My doubts increased when we learned Slytherin had better brooms than us. However We pulled together, practiced hard and despite my doubts, David here proved to be an excellent Chaser. If you all play this match with the same determination and skill as the Slytherin match, I can see us winning this by over 200 points! Lets go make Professor McGonagall proud!" We then made it out on the pitch and I kicked in the air, flying around the pitch in a warm up.

That was when Professor McGonagall came onto the field and yelled into a megaphone of sorts "Quidditch is Cancelled, please return to your common rooms!" Wood and I landed (As we were the only ones in the air) and Wood said "But Professor.. The cup.. Gryffindor... You can't Cancel Quidditch!" McGonagall nodded "All student are to return to their common rooms where they will receive more information from their heads of houses.. I'm sorry Wood. The Match is cancelled. Mr Potter, Mr Shuter, you may want to come with me." We left for the castle, myself wondering what we did to get in trouble. Ron caught up with us and McGonagall surprisingly didn't object "Yes, you'd better come too Mr Weasley."

She brought us to the Hospital Wing where she stopped us and said "This may come as a bit of a shock... There has been another attack. Another Double attack." I bit my lip.. Was Dumbledore in there ready to expel me or Harry? Did he suspect me? He knew my father was a follower of Voldemort, and must have suspected how I knew that before he told me almost 2 year ago. Did he think my father had left instructions for me? McGonagall opened the door and we saw Madam Pomfrey bent over a 5th year Ravenclaw.. And in the bed next to her, my jaw dropped. My heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest.. "Hermione!" I groaned. I made to go to her but McGonagall stopped me "I'm sorry David.. She can't have vistors yet. I'm sorry to each of you. I will escort you back to Gryffindor tower, I need to talk to them all." The fact Professor McGonagall said my first name didn't even fully register, even though it meant a kink in her armor.. Where she actually felt for me. All I could think was, Hermione had been attacked. One of my Best Friends.. The girl I liked, the one I had begun working out to impress.. Was petrified. I couldn't stop it.. I had failed to protect Hermione Granger... whoever the Heir of Slytherin was.. Was going to pay!