Invisible String | A Harry Potter FanFiction

Benson Benson Benson!! (Year 7)

The rest of Hogwarts was a blur, a surreal stressful blur. The moment I got back from break it was just studying studying studying. I was completely drained. Not only did I want to be back with Fred already, but studying for my N.E.W.Ts I was also focused on Quidditch. We had made it to the Quidditch cup. I was super nervous because not only would this be my last quidditch match in Hogwarts ever, but it was a chance to win the cup. The only thing is it would be against Gryffindor. Oh geez. 

Any freetime i'd have would be dedicated to Quidditch. Day in and day out. It was exhausting honestly. I barely hung out with my friends, I've missed out on parties, and different social things. I mean sure Lilian invited me and stuff but I wouldn't go cause I would be busy. And then on top of that, studying studying studying for my N.E.W.Ts! So much time in the library.  

I also missed Ron's birthday, which I hated the most. There was apparently a little mix up with some chocolates but besides that I was super upset I didn't get to celebrate it with them. I did give him a little present. 

I did go to the Gryffindor VS Hufflepuff game, that's the last time I was able to let loose though. I've heard a lot of stuff from Hermione that's been going on. Some of the drama concerning Dumbledore. As much as all that stuff should've concerned me, I was too busy to bother most of the time. But I'm glad Hermione was able to chime me in on stuff now and then. Also Ginny and Harry, dating, huh? I've missed so much stuff I'm so ashamed. Also it's about time that they started dating. 

I was hanging in the library - I know shocker - when Lilian came running up to me. 

"Close your books this instant and come with me!" 

She tugged at my hand and pulled me out. She rushed me out to the Great Hall. Malfroy was all bandaged up, not talking to anyone about anything. Pansy was all handsy with him, acting like a little baby bitch, trying to get him to talk. I remembered what Hermione told me a few months ago. 

"Malfoy...deadeater." 

Something like that. We were peeking through the door, listening into several conversations at once. Lilian was obsessed with drama, whenever there was something unusual going on. I was listening into Ron and Hermione. Apparently Harry got detention for hexing Draco. I was shocked, Harry wouldn't do something like that out of nowhere. Lilian was giggling to herself as I rolled my eyes. 

"Come on." I pulled her back away from the hall as she shook her head. 

"What a year already. I swear, those three can't go a single year without something going on with them." 

"I think that's a irony to it." I laughed. 

"I know, anyways I'll see you later!" she walked away as I went back to the library. 

I sat down, processing all that I just heard. Wowza. I let out a deep breath and went right back to my studying. 

~

The day had arrived. I had my gear on, my broom polished, and my team jittery. I was putting my hair in braids, it was my signature style for quidditch. Cho was talking to Lilian about strategy. I cracked my nuckles and grabbed my broom. 

I've never been nervous for a match, never. But today it means so much more than I thought. To win this match during my final year, against Gryffindor. Not only would I get bragging rights, but I'd be so honored to get it. I was going over some of my final thoughts when Lilian came up to me. 

"Guess who snuck into the crowd." 

"Huh?!" 

Fred Gideon Weasley, that boy is so sly. He had talked about him and George sneaking in to watch this match but I never thought they'd actually be able to. I laughed to myself. Instead of being nervous I reassured myself. I was going to do great and be proud no matter the outcome. I lined up at the sidelines ready to go out. With my team behind me I was confident. I was nervous and excited, I loved quidditch, and with Fred watching, it just makes me even more confident.