The Boy Who Believed - Neville Longbottom x OC

Chapter seven: Quidditch

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This week was amazing. We sneaked a lot to the Gryffindor common room. We got almost caught twice. Lisa and I also became really close friends. I could call her my bestfriend by now. It's crazy that you can be so close with someone you only have known for a week. Oh, and I could finally tell Fred and George apart, which took me ages. This was a short summary of this week.

Today was Harry's first quidditch game. Harry looked like he could throw up, maybe he already threw up. We tried to brighten him up, but it didn't work.

At the game I sat with Hermione, Ron, Neville, Fred, George and of course Lisa. Ron told us that Draco kind of bullied him. Neville told the same.

"I will talk to him and tell him that he needs to shut up." I said. They said I didn't have to, but I wanted to. I haven't talked to Draco for a while. I don't know if I'm happy about that or not. I mean, Draco was sometimes a great cousin, but he had really changed and not in a very good way. He acted like I didn't exist. The only thing he said sometimes was: 'why are you talking to that mudblood? ' or 'why are you sitting on the Gryffindor table?'. Every time I denied it. Draco doesn't need to find out that I'm friends with his 'enemies'. So I tried to avoid him as much as possible. We haven't had much classes together luckily, only Transfiguration. So it went pretty easily.

But now I had to talk to him again. How am I even going to say this? 'Hey Draco, you need to stop bullying Ron and Neville! Oh no they're not my friends, I hate them! That's why I'm defending them!'

I thought of many ways to confront Draco, until Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team flew into the playing grounds. We all cheered for Harry, Lisa and I cheered also for Fred and George. It was Gryffindor against Slytherin.

"I can't wait to see Draco's face when Gryffindor wins." I said. Everyone laughed.

On the half of the game Harry's broom wiggled threw the air. "What's going on with his broomstick?" Hermoine asked. We were looking around for any suspicious activities. I saw professor Quirrel mumbling something while looking at Harry.

I wanted to tell them what I saw, until Hermione said: "Snape is summoning his broomstick".

Before I could say something, Hagrid said: "Professor Snape, would 'ever do tha!".

"I know a spell when I see one! You need to not blink and he is not blinking!" Hermione said.

"Snape isn't summoning his broom, Quirrel is! I saw him!" I said. Everyone looked at me, like I was delusional. "Okay, then you don't believe me" I said frustrated, putting my hands up in defense.

"I believe you." Lisa said.

"Me too. But don't say that to Hermione! She will hate me!" Neville said. I thanked them as Hermione ran away.

"Where is she going?" I asked Ron. He shrugged. Harry was now hanging on his broom. I looked through the binocular again to see if Quirrel was still mumbling until I noticed that Snape's robe was on fire. Harry could continue the game. That was weird. Were Snape and Quirrel both summoning the broom? Harry went after the snitch as Hermoine came back.

"See! Snape was the one!" she said.

"Sorry.." I whispered.

We all looked back at the game. Harry was flying a centimeter above the ground trying to catch the snitch. He fell over.

"Looks like he' 'bout to throw up!" Hagrid said. We looked over the stand to take a look at Harry.

"He isn't throwing up! He has caught the snitch!" I said. Everyone cheered.