꧁༒☬𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱☬༒꧂

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It was quidditch season, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Everyone was so excited as Harry woke up while rubbing his green eyes. He then stretched while applying his quidditch uniform on. When he got ready to leave, he grabbed his nimbus 2000 as he headed to the quidditch field while their leader was discussing the plan.

"Gryffindor always wins from that stupid snitch, but we need someone who will go all limits to catch it." Marcus Flint said as everyone turned to look at Harry. He smiled nervously as all eyes were placed on him, "I'll do it." Harry mumbled as everyone nodded in agreement. Once the game had begun, everyone was rooting for their house as Madam Hooch blew her whistle. All of the players flew in the air as everyone in the stands shouted.

Gryffindor scored ten points from as Marcus frowned. Harry stayed in one place since that was his job as a seeker. He looked as all of a sudden, the Gryffindor captain known as Oliver Wood had fallen on the ground from a bludger Harry gasped as he saw it coming straight for his face, with a duck it barely missed him. When he got tired of sitting in one spot, that's when he saw it. The snitch fluttered its golden wings around as he went diving towards it.

Once he was onto it he never stopped as he zoomed around the pitch, he went for it as the Gryffindor chaser followed him, but only so high as Harry went up in the sky as the cold rain numbed his hands. When he realized how high up he was, he then saw a dementor flying around as it started to suck the happiness out of him. He looked around as more and more started popping up.

Suddenly, his body froze as he then felt stone cold while his vision became blurry with a snap he passed out while falling back onto the quidditch field.

Everyone gasped as Dumbledore casted a spell to slow him down as he fell. He ran towards Harry as the other professors followed him. When they got onto the field, Hagrid scooped him into his arms as they carried him to the hospital wing

Once Harry was in the hospital wing, everyone was staring at him as his eyes fluttered open. He looked around with his eyebrows furrowed, "Uhm.." He mumbled as everyone backed away.

Marcus stood there as Ron nervously slid his broken broom out from behind his back. "I think your broom is a bit.Broken." Ron said as he showed Harry with a nervous frown. Harry looked at it as he sighed,"No more Quidditch.." Harry mumbled.

Terence looked at Harry as he shook his head, "That's not true.." He said as Harry looked at him with a devastated look. He ruffled his messy brown hair as he sighed while looking at his broom, "I'm doomed.." He mumbled as they all shook their heads

Everyone continued to talk to Harry as all of a sudden, a commotion of shoving and pushing comes by. Draco shoved Ron out of the way as he looked at Harry, "Glad you're alright." He said as Harry smiled. He had never seen Draco. This worried about him.


When everyone was shooed off by Madam Pomfrey as she gave him some medicine while wrapping tons of covers over his numb body. He looked at her as he felt a wave of warmth wash over his body as he sighed in relief.

Harry looked at the sky as it was twinkling brightly. He thought about the whole scene that had happened on the pitch, with a sigh he turned over while trying to sleep.


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Luna speaks!

I'll be making these stories short, sorry If you like long stories. I just have too much studying to do right now!

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