Hally Potter

Chapter 13

First Quidditch Game

That night, when I got back to my dorm, I got my snakes out as I told the girls how I managed to say a spell aloud when saving Hermione. But sadly, my voice hadn't said anything else. "That's okay, Hal. I can't believe you guys defeated a troll!" Akemi says, making Zuri nod along. "And we are beyond proud of you!" Zuri adds, making me smile. I put the snakes away and get dressed into my pj's before telling the girls goodnight and laying down, hoping I can sleep some.

The next morning, I decided to sit with Harry, hoping my voice would come back again. "Hi Hals," Harry says as I sit between him and another Gryffindor that I don't remember. Harry plays with his fork as I put a piece of toast on my plate. I nudge him and look at my toast, "Take a bit of toast, mate, go on." Ron encourages. Hermione nods along, "Ron's right, Harry. You're gonna need your strength today."

Harry tells us he's not hungry, making me frown and split my toast in half. I place half on his plate as Snape approaches us. "Good luck today, Potter. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you. Even if it is against Slytherin." He says before limping away.

"That explains the blood," Harry says, making Hermione turn to him, "blood?" She questions. Harry leans close and whispers to her softly, "Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that three headed dog but he got himself bitten, that's why he's limping." He explains. My jaw dropped as I set my toast down and grabbed my word wand, 'three-headed dog??' I write low enough for only them to see.

"But why would anyone go near that dog?" Hermione says, ignoring me. Harry then ignores me, too, making me frown. "The day Hally and I were at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults. He said it was Hogwarts' business, very secret."

I nod along, seeing as that is true, "So you're saying..." Hermione says, trailing off, but Harry interrupts her. "That's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants." Harry says.

All of a sudden, we hear an owl screeching, and we look up to see Hedwig. She drops a large long parcel onto the table, "Bit early for mail, isn't it?" Hermione asks, confused. Harry responded even more confused, "But I... I never get mail."

"Let's open it!" Ron says excitedly, we open it, and inside lays a broomstick. "It's a broomstick!" Harry says happily in shock. "That's not just any broomstick," Ron says, recognizing the model. "It's a Nimbus 2000!" He exclaims, "but who -" Harry starts to ask, but I nudge him to look at the professors where Professor McGonagall is sitting at the head table, stroking Hedwig softly. She notices us looking and smiles, Harry nods to her as I smile wide to her.

Later on, after being told about the three-headed dog incident, I decided to attend the Quiddich match with Hermionr and Ron. I'm wearing red and gold as I sit between Ron and Hermione and in front of Hagrid. The players fly in as Lee Jordan starts speaking, "Hello! And welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season! Today's game, Slytherin vs. Gryffindor!" He announces. Everyone cheers loudly as I clap for my brother.

The players take their positions in the air in a circle. Harry weaves in, highest amongst. He looks down. "The players take their positions as Madam Hooch steps out onto the field to begin the game!" Lee announces. "Now, I want a nice, clean game from all of you!" She says as she looks at Slytherin. She kicks the trunk, and the Bludgers zoom out.

"The Bludgers are up, followed by the Golden Snitch. Remember, the Snitch is worth 150 points. The Seeker who catches the Snitch ends the game." Hooch grabs the Quaffle next. "The Quaffle is released, and the game begins!"

Gryffindor takes possession of the ball, and a chaser zooms past the Slytherins towards their goal, throws the ball, and scores! There is a ding. "Angelina Johnson scores! 10 points for Gryffindor!" Harry cheers and almost falls as a bludger suddenly zooms by him, making me giggle a little. Everyone cheers loudly. "Well done!" Hagrid praises.

"Slytherin takes possession of the Quaffle. Bletchley passes to Captain Marcus Flint." Lee spectates. Flint dodges people and throws for the Gryffindor hoops. Oliver appears and whacks the ball away with his broom. He smirks at Flint, who glares. Johnson and Katie Bell pass the Quaffle back and forth as they strategize to score. Johnson takes it, throws, and once again scores!

"Yay!" Ron cheers as I clap, "Another 10 points to Gryffindor!" Lee says, making Gryffindor cheer more. The Slytherins decide to get messy. They dodge, kick, and try to score. Once again, Oliver blocks. "Give me that!" He grabs a beaters bat from one and whacks a Bludger right at Oliver. It hits Oliver directly in the stomach, and he plummets to the ground, knocked out.

This causes the entire audience to boo, Harry is visibly upset as the Slytherins laugh. The Slytherin members head off. One jumps over George and scores. Harry is upset again, making me frown as Slytherin cheers. Flint gives an order to a teammate, and suddenly, they box Johnson in and send her into the capes covering one of the towers. She falls down in and is out. The crowd boos. Slytherin scores once again.

Suddenly, Harry must see the Snitch. He starts to head off after it, and then suddenly, his broom starts bucking and turning. "What's going on with Harry's broomstick?" Hagrid asks, Hermione looks through binoculars towards Harry and then someone else. "It's Snape! He's jinxing the broom!" She tells us, "Jinxing the broom? What do we do?" Ron exclaims. "Leave it to me." Hermione says before passing Ron the binoculars and leaving the stands.

I keep my eyes on Harry as I hope he doesn't fall, Harry is knocked and thrown around, then falls, dangling by one arm from the broom. "Come on, Hermione," Ron whispers, concerned. Harry manages to grab the broom with both hands finally. Then all of a sudden we hear "Fire! You're on fire!" Coming from the professors stand.

Snape knocks the man back, who falls into Quirrell, who then also falls. Snape bats out the fire and acts as though nothing happened. The broom stops bucking, and Harry climbs back on. The Slytherin seeker is after the Snitch. Harry takes off. "Go, Harry!" Ron and Hagrid encourage.

Harry rams the Slytherin Seeker, then is butted out. He returns, smashing the Seeker again as the Snitch dives. The boys follow, but they approach the ground quickly. The Slytherin Seeker backs out, and Harry pulls up his broom as he follows the Snitch, feet above the ground.

Harry stands up and steps forward, trying to grab the ball. He goes too far and topples off the broom with a yelp, tumbling on the ground. He gets up and lurches. The crowd gasps, and Hermione appears next to us, "Looks like he's gonna be sick!" Hagrid says as Hermione rubs my shoulder, comforting as she notices my face.

Harry lurches, and the Snitch pops out of his mouth. It lands in his hands. "He's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives 150 points for catching the Snitch!" Madam Hooch blows her whistle whilst riding on her broomstick, "Gryffindor wins!" She announces, making the crowd cheer in joy, mostly meaning Gryffindor. I clap repeatedly as Hagrid shouts yes and Hemrione say whoo-hoo. Harry raises the Snitch into the air, and the crowd and his team cheer him on as I giggle and clap more.

After the game, I made sure to come congratulate Harry before congratulating the twins. "Thanks, Hal," George says as I walk between them, "yea, you must be our Goodluck charm. We didn't even fall today!" Fred says, making me burst into giggles. "He's got a point. You must come to our next game." George says. 'I'll think about it,' I write before thanking them again for explaining the game and everything to me. "Always little lady," George says as Fred bows. "Anything for you, Ms Potter," He says, making me giggle more thankful to have them as my best friends.