The Traitors [HP6] *EDITING*

Chapter 28- The Costumes Came Off

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"No!" yelled Harry again, though he could barely hear himself over the screaming from the crowd. "No! I didn't want to catch it then! I don't want to win! I don't want to win! Malfoy... please."

"Go away Potter," he hissed, flying slowly down to the rest of his team. "Go away."

"No! I wanted to tie! Malfoy... please listen!"

But all of Harry's yelling was in vain. He was beckoned down to the ground by his fellow teammates and they didn't want to hear anything that Harry had to say about trying to tie. All they wanted to do was to march right up to the Gryffindor common room and party all night long.

"And Gryffindor wins," announced Zabini in an especially monotone and dispirited voice as Harry's team carried him on their heads and shoulders all the way up to their room. "Final score: two hundred and ten to zero."

Harry's group grew as they went along, more and more Gryffindors were joining them, congratulating Harry on his quick catch of the Snitch, the expertise of the rest of his team, and asking where the Firebolts came from. But Harry didn't want to hear any of it. He wanted to be set down and then run off to the Slytherin common room, to try and explain to Malfoy what happened. With things they way they were right now, the Bracelet, along with the other Items, were Voldemort's. Not only did that mean that he was dangerously close to completing the potion, but also the last two Ingredients he needed were at Hogwarts. The entire school was in trouble! They were all in danger of an attack!

"Let's have another three cheers for our awesome Quidditch team!" announced Joe Bob, the Head Boy, when they finally arrived at the common room. "Hip hip!"

"Hooray!" cheered everyone. "Hip hip!"

"Hooray!"

"HIP HIP!" "HOORAY!"

"Yes, that's very nice," said Harry, wanting to make a quick exit. "But you see-"

"Can we come in?" interrupted a few assorted Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students, standing outside the open door to the common room. They had evidently followed them here, wanting to join in on the party.

"Absolutely not!" exclaimed Joe Bob, slamming the door in their faces.

"I think we should put up some more security than just that," said Megan, the fifth year prefect.

"I believe you're right," grinned Joe Bob, taking out his wand. He pointed it at the door. "Exclusio Everyone!" The entire door flashed white and glowed a bright yellow for a moment until it returned back to its normal colors. "That ensure that no one else comes in... or goes out for that matter."

"Mandatory party all night!" screamed about half of the people in the room, suddenly bursting into a loud, crazy crowd of people. Large tables that were full of food appeared out of nowhere. Gryffindor banners, red and gold streamers and sparkles fell from the ceiling. Music was coming from everywhere at once, resulting in some of theloudest Harry had ever heard, and then, propped up on a very tall, marble pedestal in the middle of the room was the Quidditch Cup that someone else on the team must have brought up already. From that point on, Harry had no hope of talking to Malfoy.

"Oh no!" said Hermione in a worried tone of voice. "I was going to try and fit in some extra studying tonight! Exams are in a week!"

"I know," sighed Harry, barely hearable above the intense noise going on in the room. "I was going to try and talk to Malfoy... but now there's no hope of that happening." "Why would you want to do that?" she asked, the both of them slowly moving as