Megan was woken three hours early by Peeves blowing in her ear.
“Get out, Peeves!” she snarled, throwing a book at him.
He cackled and zoomed out. Megan sighed and lied awake, unable to ignore the rumbling of the thunder outside. Playing in this weather would be difficult. After about an hour she gave up and got dressed before heading down to the common room. Crookshanks was staring up the boys’s staircase.
“Go on, go and find a mouse to catch, leave Scabbers alone,” she said, nudging him away with her foot.
Megan sat in the armchair, thinking about the match. Cedric was a lot taller and bigger than her, so he would probably not be thrown about quite as much as her. And he had seen her play often but she never had. Wood had tried to give her tips about him but Megan knew it wasn’t the same. At about seven, she went down to breakfast alone. She felt better with cereal and orange juice down her stomach. Wood and the other team members were there too.
“It’ll be a tough one,” Wood said.
“We’ll be fine. It’s just a bit of rain,” Katie said.
But the thing was, it was more than a bit of rain. It was a horrendous downpour. The team changed in silence. Megan and the others were given goggles to see through. Wood tried to speak several times but couldn’t.
“It’s okay, Oliver,” Megan said, squeezing his arm. “We know how much it means to you, and we won’t let you down. Who’s with me?”
“Aye!” they all called.
He smiled, and beckoned them forwards. The wind was strong and pushed them as they trudged on. Megan could see the yellow robes of the Hufflepuff team. Megan and Cedric stood facing each other. He nodded to her. She nodded back. The captains shook hands and then, they all mounted their brooms. They heard the whistle, and were off.
It was worse than the worse training session weather Megan had experienced. Her broom swerved with the wind and was hard to control. In five minutes, she was soaked and freezing. And she wasn’t even sure she would see the Snitch in this ghastly weather. She couldn’t hear the commentary or the cheering either. Several times, she only swerved just in time to avoid knocking someone or running into a Bludger. She could barely make out her team mates from her opponents… let alone the tiny Snitch. After about half an hour, she heard a whistle and saw Wood gesture her to the ground under a huge umbrella.
“What’s the score?” Megan asked as she joined them.
“Fifty points up, but unless we catch the Snitch, we’re playing into the night…”
“I can barely make anything out, it’s not going to be easy…” Megan sighed.
“Here, Megan!”
Hermione slipped into the group and pulled out her wand.
“Hand me your goggles…” she took them and said: “Impervius! That should do it.”
“Brilliant, Hermione!” Megan smiled.
“Okay, let’s go for it!” Wood shouted.
The team shouted with him and set back out. It was true, Megan could see much better like this. After about ten minutes, she still hadn’t seen the Snitch. She spotted Cedric. They exchanged a glance that said: “Fair and square.” Megan would have done nothing less. There was a clap of thunder and Megan’s hands tightened on her broom. For a split moment, she was a small girl again, scared of the terrifying loud noise the thunder made, and wShe sped on, but suddenly, in that flash of lightening, she saw something that side-tracked her. It was the shape of a humongous dog. And worse, a dog sat in the stands, watching her. Just then, Wood shouted:
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Megan Potter - A saga of the Heart - Book 3 - Past and Present
Fanfiction- Things are seldom what they appear - Megan was ready for yet another long, boring summer at the Dursleys. Little did she know that this summer would soon turn out even worse than the last. The reason? Her cousin's aunt Marge. And as if that wasn'...
