Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy || G. Weasley

POA: Chapter Five

The night before the first Quidditch match of the season, Cordelia couldn't sleep. She kept having nightmares about her dad. Nightmares where he came to kill Harry because even with all Remus's hoping he was in fact guilty. So she went down to the kitchens where she made a cup of hot chocolate and then made her way back up to the common room where she sat by the fire.

She had been sitting by the fire for about an hour when she heard footsteps coming down the stairs that led from the dormitories. First came Hermione with a concerned look on her face and she was followed by Harry and Ron who both looked as though Hermione had dragged them out of their beds by their ears. Shortly after her three friends had sat down on the sofa, Cordelia heard more footsteps coming down the stairs and Fred and George appeared looking bedraggled but curious.

Cordelia looked at her friends strangely. "What are you guys doing down here? It's like three in the morning."

Hermione looked at her best friend as though she had lost her mind. "What are we doing down here, really. What are you doing down here? I woke up and you were gone, you scared me to death so I went to get Ron and Harry to help me look for you, and Fred and George must have heard us and came to investigate. Honestly, what are you doing? You have Quidditch in the morning you need your rest."
  
Cordelia's grin faltered, she hadn't meant to worry her friend. "I'm fine 'Mione' just couldn't sleep is all, strange dreams. So I came down to get some hot chocolate and sit by the fire a bit. I guess I didn't realize how late it had gotten."

Harry looked at her in doubt. "You're hiding something. What's going on Cori? You've been acting strangely since the night of the break-in."

Cordelia looked around at all of her friends. She knew that telling them the truth was the best option and she had been thinking about how she had wanted to tell them along. She sighed. "I have to tell you guys something and I totally understand if you get mad at me for not telling you sooner. My dad is Sirius Black."

The room went silent. Harry's mouth had fallen open and he started gawking at her. George and Fred stared at her with blank expressions. Ron was looking at her as though she had just tried to explain Hermione's Ancient Runes homework to him and Hermione just sat there nodding along with her as though she had already known.

Cordelia's head snapped back to Hermione. "You already know? How do you know?"
  
Hermione smiled at her. "I heard Professor McGonagall and your Pa talking the day after the break-in. I think she was just making sure that Sirius hadn't tried to contact either of you. But I've known since. I haven't said anything to anyone though."

"Are you guys mad?" Cordelia asked looking around at all of her friends.

Each and everyone one of them shook their heads before Ron and Harry both tried to talk at once.

"One at a time." Said Hermione. "and be quiet it is three in the morning."

"Sorry Hermione, you can go first Harry." Said Ron.

"We're not mad at you Cori, at least I don't think anyone is. I mean I get why you wouldn't want to advertise something like that. It must be scary for you, knowing he's out there. Knowing he might be after you too. I get it. Ok Ron you can go now."

Ron still had an extremely confused look on his face as he turned to talk to Cordelia.

"But I thought Remus was your dad. How can Black be your dad too?" Everyone in the room began to laugh except for Ron who seemed genuinely confused.

"They're gay Ronald. They're both my dads." Cordelia manager to say through her giggled.

Ron's face turned bright red in embarrassment but nodded in understanding. Then he turned to look at his three friends and his brothers.

"Can we go back to bed now, please? I'm exhausted and Harry, Cordelia, Fred, and George all have Quidditch tomorrow and I don't want to lose because our Beaters, Seeker, and Chaser didn't get any sleep."

The next day the weather was horrible which made for a very bad Quidditch game. It was so bad that about 10 minutes into the game Wood called a time out. They huddled at the edge of the field under a large umbrella.

"What's the score?" Someone asked. Cordelia wasn't sure who, because the rain was so thick that she could hardly see.

"We're fifty points up," said Wood, "but unless we get the Snitch soon, we'll be playing all night."

Harry looked crestfallen as he waved his glasses in the air. "I've got no chance with these on."

But Hermione decided that now would be a good time to make her entrance. "I've got an idea." Cordelia watched as she grabbed Harry's glasses from his hand tapped them with her wand and said "Impervius!" She handed them back to Harry. "They'll repel water!"

"Brilliant!" Wood called to her. "Okay team, let's go for it!"

The team raced back up into the air where Cordelia, Katie, and Angelina continued to struggle through the rain as they waited for Harry to catch the snitch and all of a sudden Wood could be heard shouting across the pitch. "Harry, Harry behind you!"

Cordelia watched as Harry threw himself flat on his broom and propelled himself toward Cedric and the Snitch. But then an eerie silence fell over the pitch. Then a horrible wave of cold and fear that Cordelia had only felt once before washed over her. At least a hundred Dementors were standing beneath them and Cordelia started to panic, just as she had on the train, and then there was nothing, everything was black.

Cordelia rolled over and opened her eyes slowly. The entire Gryffindor Quidditch team along with Hermione and Ron were standing above her and another bed to her right they were all drenched from head to toe. Cordelia looked over stretching her neck to see who was in the bed next to her. It was Harry looking as though he had just woken as well.

"Della!" It was her Pa looking almost the most scared she had ever seen him. "How're you feeling Cub?"

Cordelia rubbed her head trying to remember how she had gotten here. "Wha— what happened?"

"You both fell off," said George shakily. "Must've been—what—fifty feet?"

"We thought you'd died," said Remus looking beyond relieved.

"We didn't lose the match, did we?" Asked Harry.

"Diggory got the Snitch," said Fred. "Just after you fell. He didn't realize what had happened. He tried to call it off. Wanted a rematch. But they won fair and square ... even Wood admits it."

Cordelia saw Harry put his face in his hands she reached over and patted his hand gently.

"It's ok Harry, you've never missed the Snitch before. You couldn't help that you fell off your broom."

Harry nodded slightly.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other a second before Ron started to talk.

"Um, guys, there's something you should know. When you guys fell, your brooms got blown away and er— they hit um— the Whomping Willow."

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