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Quidditch match part 68

The following day, as Harry trudged through the rain, he dearly hoped that it would be this bad the following week when the Ravenclaw/Slytherin match was took take place and that Malfoy would get struck by lightning. Harry had practiced in torrential downpours worse than this before, but he never had to play in them and he'd never flown during a thunder storm. He just hoped it wasn't possible to get struck by lightning whilst riding on a broom.

"Here we go." Said Wood. When they all assembled. "Let… Let's do this." He said, not bothering with his usual pre-match pep talk.

When Harry flew out, it was like he was hovering underneath a waterfall. Water soaked through his clothes within seconds of leaving the shelter of the stands. Added to that, the rain pelted against his glasses making it difficult to see.

When he was on the air, Harry could make out only parts of Lee Jordon's commentary. He heard once or twice that Gryffindor had scored, but even that was only after flying near the loudspeakers. Searching for the Snitch was, in Harry's current opinion not doable. With his glasses obscuring his vision plus the low visibility that the heavy downpour was generally causing he had virtually no chance of seeing the little golden ball. Cedric Diggory on the other hand did not need glasses to see and Harry was well aware that the Hufflepuff could find the Snitch whilst he was still trying to work out whether he was still within confines of the stadium.

Mercifully, Oliver signalled time-out and the Gryffindor Team all assembled under a huge umbrella.

"How're we doing?" Harry asked.

"We're winning 90 to 20." Said Wood. "But if we don't get the Snitch soon, we're out of it."

"There's nothing I can do with these." Said Harry. "It's impossible for me to see in this weather. I'm open to suggestions."

"Perhaps I can help." Said Hermione from behind Harry.

She had apparently realised what his problem was in the air. She took his glasses and incanted "Impervius!" to the amazement of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Wood looked like he could have kissed Hermione. Harry of course had no such reservations. He lightly kissed her on the forehead and then tightly hugged her.

"Thanks a million Hermione."

She giggled "Just go do what you do, and try not to end up in the infirmary."

"Will do."

The impervious charm did wonders, Harry made a mental note to remember that spell for future occasions. He could see the pitch much more clearly. Unfortunately the Snitch still eluded him and Diggory had the advantage of having been able to scan the pitch while Harry had been seeing everything through water.

Harry stopped mid-air when he saw what looked like a dog watching the game from a distance across the grounds. The mutt in question looked remarkably like the stray he and his friends saw in Hogsmeade the other week.

A lightning flash across caused a gold sparkle that Harry noticed out of the corner of his eye. It was the Snitch. Harry trained his Nimbus 2000 at full throttle towards the location. To Harry's shock he saw Diggory accelerating towards it from the other side, at best it was going to be a close one.

"Come on faster… faster… what the… no not here, not now." Harry felt the familiar cold feeling that came with Dementors sweep over him. He took his eye off the Snitch and looked round for the source of the cold feeling. To his absolute horror the sky was filled with at least a Hundred Dementors were swarming over from the boundaries and heading directly for him.