The First Match and a strange voice

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It was the end of the day for the students at Hogwarts. Olive was helping Ron with his Charms homework while Hermione helped Harry. 

'No, it's Expelliarmus, Ron. Not Reducio. Reducio is the shrinking charm.' Olive explained. Ron mouthed an 'oh.' He took his glass and had a sip of water and Hermione was chewing on some Apple Pie. 

While they were still drinking and chewing Professor McGonagall whispered something in Harry's ear and walked away, a worried look on her face. And the same expression was on Harry's face. 

'Harry? What's the matter?' Olive asked. He was silent for a while and then spoke up. 

'Professor Snape has re-scheduled the match against Slytherin. It's at 5: 20 now.' Harry said. The rest of the team heard him and were staring at him like he was mad.' Olive looked up at the huge clock in the Great Hall. 5: 15! The match was in three minutes! 

She looked at Harry and then at the rest of the team who all had the same expression on their faces. Without thinking, they all shot up and ran to the Quidditch Pitch at top speed. Hermione choked on her pie and Ron spilled his water onto his sweater. 

Harry, Fred, and George kept on checking their watches to see the time, and surprisingly they made it very quickly. 

'5:18. Perfect.' Olive said panting. They all quickly changed into their Quidditch Robes and revised their strategy one more time. 

'And now, please welcome the Gryffindor Team!' Lee Jordan said over his magic microphone. 

'Beaters, Fred and George Weasley, Chasers, Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, Keeper and new Captain Harry Potter, and Seeker and Deputy Captain Olive Wood!!!' He yelled as they walked out. 

'Captains, shake hands.' Madam Hooch said. Harry shook hands with Marcus Flint who was only a year younger than Oliver, and Olive shook hands with Pansy Parkinson. Slightly harder than intended too. 

'Players, mount your brooms.' Madam Hooch commanded. They all mounted their brooms. 

'Positions...' She said. Harry and Flint went to the Hoops. And Olive went higher than everyone else. Malfoy did as well. He was the Seeker for the Slytherin team. Just her luck. 

'Scared, Wood?' Draco sneered. 'You wish.' Olive smirked. 

'And... let the game begin!!!' Hooch said as she set free each of the balls. 

Olive and Malfoy immediately started their search for the Snitch. But Olive remembered Oliver telling her to only catch it when they were over 70 points. She paid attention to what Lee Jordan was saying and to finding the Snitch. 

'Gryffindor 78- Slytherin 57' He said. Now was her chance. 'You're losing Wood. No one can beat me and my skill.' He boasted. Olive was fuming inside but then smirked. The Snitch was floating right below his Broomstick!

'Oh, really?' She said. Then, she shot down on her broom aiming for the Snitch. 

'Oh, I think Wood has found the Snitch! Malfoy is completely taken aback not understanding what has just happened. Oh, Wood is only inches away from the Snitch, Malfoy's back and follows her, she takes a sharp turn that is oh, so clean! Malfoy fails and is hanging on his broom! Get the Snitch Wood! Oh, oh, there we have it! Gryffindor wins!!! Wood has caught the Golden Snitch!! 228-57!!' Lee Yelled. 

'Yeah, go Olive!' Hermione and Ron yelled. Olive got down her broom and within a few seconds was engulfed in a huge bear hug by Harry. 

She laughed and hugged him back. 'Okay, Harry, I-I can't breathe.' Olive panted. Harry let go of her and she went to hug the rest of the team. 

Olive left the rest of the team for their celebration and walked to the Broom Shed alone. 

'My, oh my. What a victory.' Said a voice. Olive whipped her head around. There wasn't anyone in the Broom Shed other than herself!

'Who's there?' 

'Don't be scared dear. I'm only your friend.' He said. 

'Who are you?' 

'You'll find out in time. But for now, I must get rid of you for a while...' He said. 

A cold wind blew around her. All the happiness of winning the match was fading away. Dementors. Dementors were there 

Olive groaned holding her head tight. The only thing she heard before she passed out was Harry's voice. 

'Olive?' He said. Then Olive's knees gave in, but Harry caught her. Then it went black....



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