Harry Potter Imagines

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Thanks everybody so much! This book recently got over 200 reads and I am ecstatic about it! :D. Here's one dedicated to all of you! This one is going to be more story-like.

I swerved my broom following the yellow glint ahead of me. Draco Malfoy and I are neck to neck and our hands are stretched out, trying to catch the golden snitch. My blue cape flutters behind me as I bump into him, Turing to steer him off course.

Rodger Davis stopped in the air allowing people to bump into him as he watched me attempt to catch the Snitch. "COME ON, LILA, COME ON!" He cheered me on. After a few rants from the crowd, I gained enough speed for me to grasp my hand over the snitch.

"YES! WE WON! WE WON!" Rodger shouted. I held the snitch up as if it were a trophy.

The Ravenclaw crowd was wild. The Slytherins were booing and exiting the stands.

I looked up to see the Gryffindors. They looked happy, but tense. If we beat Gryffindor, the quidditch cup is ours! The players were hitting the ground and cheering. The Slythirins had their heads down anspd entered the changing rooms.

"That was incredible!" Rodger said, ruffling my hair. I didn't bother to fix it. The rest of the team was congratulating me on my amazing catch.

When we went back to the common room, the Ravenclaws were hosting a party.

TerryBoot had brought snacks and drinks from the kitchens and there was a Ravenclaw banner hanging over the fireplace.

Weeks past after their victory and there was more and more pressure on the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor quidditch teams.

The day before the match, Oliver Wood came up to me before I could enter Transfiguration.

"Good luck tomorrow." He said slyly.

"And to you," I responded. We smiled evilly at each other and he left.

I entered the classroom but throughout the entire lesson, I couldn't focus. My thoughts were on tomorrow's match.

The class finally ended and it was time for dinner.

I sat myself at the Ravenclaw table and filled up my plate. My friend, Sarah sat next to me. "How are you feeling?" She asked. She knew how nervous I was for tomorrow.

"Amazing!" I said sarcastically. She scowled at me. I ignored it and ate my dinner as fast as I can so I could get some rest.

*The next day*

"Okay everybody, remember tactics, tactics, tactics." He emphasized. He kneeled down in front if me. "Lila, I'm counting on you today. If you catch the snitch before Gryffindor's seeker does, we win the cup. Look for it as fast as you can. No pressure." He added.

We exited the tent and clambered onto our brooms.

Oliver and Rodger had to shake hands before we can begin. They looked as if they were gripping each others hands harder than necessary due to the fact that their hands were turning white.

Madame Hooch said a few words to everybody but I couldn't hear her since I was higher than everybody.

She blew her whistle and threw the quaffle into the air. Gryffindor chaser, Alica Spinnet caught it and was speeding to the hoops. I didn't see the rest of it because I was searching the field for a speedy yellow light.

Harry Potter was looking at me to see if I had seen anything. He broke his eyes away from me and searched for the snitch as well.

Then I saw it. The snitch. I immediately streaked across the field following it around. Harry caught up with me and we were kicking each others brooms to try and catch it. It soared up into the air and we lost sight of it. The next thing I knew, a bludgeon was hurdling toward me and hit me on the side of my head. I blacked out.

***

"Is she alright?"

"What happened?"

"Is she awake?"

I heard voices all around me. I opened my eyes only to see the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw team looking down at me.

"What happened?" I asked. I attempted to get up but a hand pushed me back down.

"Well, a bludger hit you in the head and you blacked out." Rodger told me. Then everybody's head turned toward Oliver. "If it weren't for him, you probably be dead by now." I craned my neck forward him. His hand was still on my shoulder.

"Is it true?" I asked him. He looked beat and dirty.

"Yes," he said.

"We'll leave you two alone." Angelina said. Everybody went back to their common rooms except for Oliver and I.

We stared at each other for a while. Madame Pomfrey said he has five minutes until he has to leave.

"Well we'd better make this five minutes count." he said.

He leaned forward and lightly touched his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he grabbed my waist. When we pulled apart, we were still inches away from each other.

"I love you," he said softly. I could feel his warm, minty breath.

"I love you too," I responded.

And we pulled away.