The Tri Color Trio and the Thieves of Hogwarts

Chapter 3

Thick clouds and heavy rain loomed over the quidditch pitch as the teams readied to take the field. Oliver called his team to a huddle with five minutes to go.

"Alright guys and gals this is the Hufflepuff team. Now I don't expect any surprises so control the Quaffle and Harry catch the Snitch and it should be a simple win. Hands in team."

"1... 2... 3... Gryffindor!" The group announced before turning to head to the field. Each one of them grabbing a pair of goggles on their way out. Each member of both teams took their positions and watched for Madam Hooch to throw the Quaffel.

"Alright, I want a nice clean game." She said before releasing the snitch and the bludgers. Then after a few seconds, she threw up the Quaffel. The teams began swooping for control and the seekers began there pursuit of the snitch. Joshua watched with his dorm mate Alfie.

"I don't even know why I'm here." Said Alfie. "I already know the outcome and now I'm wet."

"Your out here because you like seeing people get hurt. Honestly if Slytherin wasn't prejudiced you'd fit right down there." Answered Joshua. "And I did tell you to cast the impervius charm on your clothes, yet you neglected to do so."

"I did! I just didn't take for what ever reason. Look there's Harry with the snitch in sight."

Harry began to accelerate towards the snitch. Visibility displacing the sheets of rain that lashed at the pitch. He was so close to securing the snitch but as if they were after something, Dementors swarmed the pitch making the air noticeably icy. Within that instant they attacked Harry, knocking him off his broom. At the height harry was falling from he would have been killed at impact. The crowd was in its feet at that point, that's when Dumbledore slowly rose his hand and gently de-accelerated Harry into the grass. At that point there was no way Gryffindor could end the game but still a chance they could win if they could out score the 150 point snitch catch.

And they didn't, Hufflepuff seeker Cedric Diggory soon caught the snitch and defeating Gryffindor by 100 points. Joshua was able to catch up to Fred and George as they exited the hospital wing.

"Fred, George! How's Harry is he alright?"

"Ah he's alright for someone who's dropped 100 feet." Said Fred.

"Ron was shocked to find out he looked "peaky". Said George. "So we're gonna to drop him off the astronomy tower later."

"Why do you always threaten your brothers life?"

"Because we love him Joshua." The twins say in unison.

"That's valid. Hey is Oliver in there? I know he's devastated."

"Oh he's devastated alright." Said Fred.

"The Bloke didn't come out of showers when we left. He's probably drowned himself." Said George.

"He'll dearly be missed." Remarked Fred.

"He's always been dramatic. Alright I'll go see if I can find him. See you two around." Said Joshua. Fred and George said their goodbyes and turned to walk back into the hospital wing and Joshua made his way back to the quidditch pitch changing room which sure enough had steam still exiting the door. Joshua didn't full enter the shower part of the changing room as to avoid needing to Oblivate himself.

"Oliver, if your not dead say aye." Said Joshua into the showers.

"Why would I be dead Joshua." Oliver said in a low defeated tone.

"Well I guess his ghost is speaking."

"Aye Joshua aye..."

"Well I great to know your alive. However you have to come at least talk to Harry. He did fall almost 100 feet." Said Joshua.