Harry Potter's sister ~~~ Fanfiction

Prophet part 108

"75%?" repeated Remus in surprise.

"That's right." Said Harry.

"There are people here who care about you." Said Emma. "Our group has been talking to people all over the school. Even though some who signed are not willing to grant Werewolves equal rights, there is a general opinion that you're good at this job and they don't want you to be replaced by someone who neither knows the student population very well nor has your track record."

"A number of O.W.L students, including Ron's older brothers, have come up to me and said that a year ago they had given up all hope of getting a pass grade. Now most of them are quietly confident that they'll get E's."

"That's good to hear." Said Remus smiling.

This personal meeting between the Defence Professor and the two Potters was going considerably different from normal. Remus was not saying much, he was eagerly letting Harry and Emma tell him of how good their progress was. Harry and Emma both knew why. This last month or so had been trying on Remus. His secret being made public to the Wizarding World had really put him in depression. But the news that many people at the school still cared about him, despite his condition seemed to really make the man happy.

After a while topics turned to other things though. This meeting was normally held on a Saturday, but today it was a Friday evening. For a very good reason too.

"So Harry, are you optimistic about tomorrow?" Asked Remus.

"Yeah. No Dementors and after this last month I'm really looking forward to beating Malfoy at Quidditch." He said vindictively.

"As a teacher I should discourage such behaviour." Said Remus coughing. "Harry don't hold such a grudge." But the man's heart clearly wasn't in it, not surprising since Malfoy and his friends and associates had spent the last month badmouthing everything Werewolf and Lupin.

Emma giggled at Remus' lacklustre attempt.

Harry and the others on the Gryffindor team had been training heavily, despite the campaign and the fact that they had exams coming up. All things considered, they were ready.

There were slight apprehensions amongst Gryffindors during the morning of the Quidditch Match. Slytherin were currently ahead by nighty points. So Gryffindor needed to win by at least more than that. However Harry was quietly confident. His broomstick was far superior than Malloy's, to say nothing of his skills as a Seeker.

After swearing Oliver to secrecy, Harry had invited him to view the Slytherin training tactics under his father's cloak. There tactics were pretty much the same as they were at the beginning of last year, it appeared they had not yet learnt from their mistakes.

The results of the match were almost predictable. Slytherin attempted a few foul moves, but the hard core training Wood had mastered 18 months ago and further perfected over the last year, rendered there attempts to sabotage Gryffindor's chances ineffective. Not long after the score was fifty to Gryffindor and ten to Slytherin, his team having just scored their first goal, Malfoy was flying his head held up superiorly and sneering in self-satisfaction to the cheers of his housemates, making a great effort ensure they could all see him. Meanwhile Harry spotted the Snitch hovering at the Slytherin end of the goals. He angled his broom in that direction and shot off at full acceleration.

Malfoy was still basking in his imagined glory when Lee Jordon announced "HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WIN TWO HUNDRED TO TEN."