𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Ch 81 - Quidditch Match

Come Sunday morning, Lucifer had woken up early to get a head start on the day.

Not seemed to be up as early as Harry, whose curtains on his bed were open, and he wasn't to be seen anywhere.

He went down the stairs into the Common Room and still saw no one.

Hermione showed up from the girl's staircase a second later, “M-Morning," then greeted him warmly, her cheeks flushed.

“Good morning, Hermione," Lucifer smiled, “You know, I didn't see Harry at all, if he's up, I bet the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team is up as well."

"P-Probably in the Great Hall. Shall we go down as well?" She asked him, trying to get her rapid heart beat under control.

“Of course," he said and let her go first.

She thanked him for his chivalrous nature and led the way to the Great Hall.

Sure enough, the Team was all in the Hall, eating and staying quiet.

They clearly wanted to beat Slytherin, which would be challenging with the fastest brooms money could buy at their disposal, but they handled it like garbage.

Their best bet would be the Snitch early before Slytherin got too many goals, and he was sure they all knew that.

They were counting on Harry.

As Eleven o'clock approached, everyone made their way to the stadium to watch the first and probably most crucial match.

Lucifer sat with Hermione to watch the chaos that was about to unfold.

When the teams came out onto the field, Flint and Wood gripped each other's hands like they were going to rip it off.

Soon, Hooch's whistle was heard and fourteen brooms flew into the air.

The game has just barely started, and as Harry and Draco hovered in place, a Bludger came barreling right towards Harry.

Lucifer watched him dodge out of the way and George or Fred Weasley, one of them flew past him, bat in hand, ready to slug the Bludger towards a Slytherin player.

He hit it just fine, but halfway through the flight, it changed direction back to Harry, "What is wrong with that Bludger?" Hermione asked out loud, pretty confused, maybe it's jinxed.

"I don't know, but it seems to be attracted to Potter like a bad fangirl....I wonder if Ginny is alright with sharing,” Lucifer passed a comment like that, earning a scoff from the girl beside him.

This went on for a minute with Fred and George both trying to keep Harry safe.

Who looked like he was trying to dance in midair or something with the maneuvers, he was pulling off.

Eventually they had called for a timeout, and Slytherin was up by Sixty Points, with Gryffindor at Zero.

Lucifer saw them argue on the ground for a little while and the match resumed play.

Fred and George both leaving Harry alone now.

“I am really sure, it's tampered now?" Hermione asked him, looking towards his face from the side.

“No, it's not possible. The four balls have been locked in the chest since Gryffindor's last practice session a week ago. Hooch didn't let anyone else practice after us before the game," Lucifer informed her, while staring at the match ahead.

“It's going to kill him!” Ron said from a couple of seats beside with Seamus, worried about his best friend.

They all watched Harry climb into the air as Slytherin got two more goals.