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The Quidditch Match

3rd POV

"Scared, Harry? Lyra?"

"A little." Harry said nervously.

"I mean considering the circumstances, I'm better than I was this morning." Lyra said with a grimace. She was all over the place this morning, probably for good reason too. She was nervous.

"That's all right. I felt the same way before my first game." Oliver said trying to sympathise.

"What happened?"

"Er, I don't really remember. I took a bludger to the head 2 minutes in. Woke up in the hospital a week later." Oliver said.

"Well that made everything a lot better, thanks Oliver." Lyra said rolling her eyes.

Harry was staring at the floor, probably traumatized.

Lyra took his hand.

"Everything's gonna be fine okay, I promise you'll do great. Heck, if you don't I'll have to tell Lucas that he is the smartest person alive in front of the whole great hall." Lyra said trying to make him feel better.

Harry was still silent, though he was laughing on the inside.

"Good luck, Harry, I'll see you out there okay?" Lyra said

At that moment Lyra decided to give a kiss on the cheek to cheer him up. It worked and he blushed and smiled. Harry looked up at the white haired girl who grinned.

He returned it. Finally feeling at ease.

Harry gulps as he realizes they were starting and looks straight ahead as the doors open. They mount their brooms and zoom out onto the enormous pitch. There is cheering. Lee Jordan, the Quidditch commentator is announcing from a tower.

"Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season! Today's game Slytherin versus Gryffindor!!!" Lee Jordan, best friend of George and Fred Weasley said enthusiastically.

"On the Gryffindor team we have, Wood, Johnson, Bell, Lovegood, who is a new addition to the team and she's apparently wicked with a quaffle, according to the Weasley twins. Next we have Weasley, Weasley and Potter the new Seeker!"

It seemed like all of The houses were cheering for Gryffindor, except Slytherin of course. It gave Lyra and Harry a sense of adrenaline running through them. Lyra could spot there friends in the crowd, her friends from other houses including.

"On the Slytherin team, we have, Flint, Pucey, Bletchley, Higgs, Montague, Warrington and Derrick."

"Gryffindor!" Neville screamed.

The players take their positions in the air in a circle. Harry weaves in, highest amongst. He looks down. Seeing Lyra as she looked up at him nodding with a grin from where she was flying on her broom.

"The players take their positions as Madam Hooch steps out onto the field to begin the game." Lee said excitedly.

"Now, I want a nice clean game...from all of you." Madam Hooch said glaring at the Slytherins.

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."

The snitch zooms around each Seeker's head, Harry could see just a glint of gold, it then disappears. Hooch grabs the Quaffle.

"The Quaffle is released...and the game begins!"

Gryffindor takes possession of the ball and Lyra, zooms past the Slytherins towards their goal, and throws the ball, and scores! There is a ding.

"Lyra Lovegood scores! 10 points for Gryffindor!"