The next morning, in the great hall. The gang and I are sitting, eating. Harry is twirling his food on a fork. Today is the quidditch game, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.

"Take a bit of toast, mate, go on." Ron said.

"Ron's right, Harry. You're gonna need your strength today." Hermione agreed. I nod.

"I'm not hungry." Harry grumbled. Then, Snape appeared.

"Good luck today, Potter. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you...even if it is against Slytherin." He sneered and left limping. I don't know why...

"That explains the blood." Said harry. I looked at him puzzled.

"Blood?"

"Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that 3 headed dog. But, he got himself bitten, that's why he's limping." He guessed. He has a point, but why would anyone go near that dog? Hermione voiced my thought.

"But why would anyone go near that dog?"

"The day I was at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults. He said it was Hogwarts' business, very secret." He whispered.

"So you're saying.." I trailed off.

"That's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants."

{An owl screeches. It is Hedwig. She is carrying a very large, long parcel. She drops it off.}

"Bit early for a mail, isn't?" Asked hermione.

"But I-i never get mail." He stammered.

"Let's open it." Ron suggested. We opened it.

"It's a broomstick!" Harry exclaimed. Obviousy shocked. But this is no ordinary broom.

"That's not just a broomstick, Harry. It's a Nimbus 2000!" I squeeled.

"But, who?" Harry muttered. I saw Harry smiling and nodding to someone. I followed where

he's looking. It's Professor McGoanagall! When she noticed me, she winked. I giggled quietly.

Suddenly, harry stand up besides me.

"I'm gonna go. Wish me luck!" He said. Hermione and Ron muttered a goodluck whilst I stand up and faced him. He looks confused.

"Goodluck, Harry." I smiled and KISSED HIM ON THE LIPS. It's just a peck but long and sweet. Everything became silent. When I pulled, his eyes are wide and blushing furiously. Everybody's jaw hanged open. The Professors have knowing smiles on them. I smiled and giggled. I grabbed my scarf and bag.

"See you at the pitch." I winked. I ran out of the great hall with a big smile. I stopped meters away from the doors and squeeled. I jumped up and down.

"Aaaah!" When I calmed myself, I went to the pitch and sat on one of the benches.

Not long enough, hermione and ron came to sit with me. Hermy on my right, ronny on my left.

"So..." Ron started.

"You kissed him?" Hermione finished.

"Yeah." I shrugged. Soon, the commentator, LEE JORDAN, is talking from a tower.

"Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season! Today's game Slytherin versus Gryffindor!!!"

We clapped and cheered for the Gryffindor Team. The players take their positions in the air in a circle. Harry weaves in, highest amongst. He glanced at me, I gave him two thumbs up. He slightly smile.

"The players take their positions as Madam Hooch steps out onto the field to begin the game." Lee said.

"Now, I want a nice clean game...from all of you. {looks at Slytherin. She kicks the trunk, and the bludgers zoom out.}" Madam Hooch said firmly.

"The bludgers are up...followed by the Golden Snitch. Remember, the snitch is worth 150 points. The seeker who catches the Snitch ends the game."

The snitch zooms around each Seeker's head, then disappears. Hooch grabs the Quaffle.

"The Quaffle is released and the game begins!"

Gryffindor takes possession of the ball and a chaser, ANGELINA JOHNSON, zooms past Slytherins towards their goal, and throws the ball, and scores! There is a ding!

"Angelina Johnson scores! 10 points for Gryffindor! {He presses a button and a 10 shows up beside a plaque with Gryffindors name.}" Lee awarded. We cheered.

"Slytherin takes possession of the Quaffle. Bletchley passes to Captain Marcus Flint."

Flint dodges people and throws for the Gryffindor hoops. Oliver appears and whacks the ball away with his broom. He smirks at Flint, who glares. Johnson and KATIE BELL pass the Quaffle back and forth as they strategize to score. Johnson takes it, throws, and once again scores!

"Another 10 points for Gryffindor!"

"Yay!" Gryffindors shouted.

The slytherin decided to play dirty. They dodge, kick and tried to score. Once again, Oliver blocks.

"Give me that! {he grabs a beaters bat from one and whacks a bludger right at Oliver. It hits Oliver in the stomach and he falls to the ground.}" I gasped. The crow booed.

The Slytherin members head off. One jumps over George (or Fred) and scores. Harry is upset again. Slytherin cheers. I booed.

"Take that side!" Flint ordered to his members.

They box Johnson in and sent her into the capes covering one of the towers. She falls down in and is out. The crowd booed. Slytherin scores once again.

Suddenly, Harry sees the Snitch. He starts to head off after it and then his broom starts bucking and turning.

"What's happening to harry's broomstick??" I asked frantically.

Hermione looks through binoculars at Harry, then at Snape, who is muttering something.

"It's Snape, he's jinxing the broom!" Hermione growled. Greasy-haired git.

"Jinxing the broom?! Now what do we do?!" Ron panicked.

"Leave it to me." Hermione said smugly. She handed Ron her binoculars and left.

Harry knocked around, and fell, dangling by one arm on the broom. My palms are sweating already.

"Come on, Hermione!" Then, I saw Snape on one of the stands, trying to take out the fire from his robes. I mentally laughed.

The broom stopped bucking and Harry climbs back on. The Slytherin Seeker is after the snitch. Harry took off.

"Go, go, go!!" Ron, Hagrid and I yelled.

Harry rams the Slytherin Seeker, then is butted out. He returns, smashing the Seeker again as the Snitch dives. The boys follow, but they approach the ground quickly. The Slytherin Seeker backs out, and Harry pulls up his broom as he follows the Snitch, feet above the ground. Harry stands up, and steps forward, trying to grab the ball. He goes too far, and topples off the broom with a yelp, tumbling on the ground. He gets up and lurches.

We gasped.

"Looks like he's gonna be sick!" Exclaimed hagrid. The snitch popped out of his mouth and lift it up.

"(Blows her whistle) gryffindor wins!" Hooch announced. Ron, hagrid and I group hug. I pulled back and went to hug harry.

"Harry! Congratulations!" I said cheerfully and hug him. We pulled back and I kissed him on his cheek. He blushed. I giggled. The rest of the students came to congratulate the team.

"Go go Gryffindor! Go go Gryffindor!" We cheered while clapping.
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