Relative Chaos

Author’s Note: Whoo, this is a short chapter since I’m trying to remember the rest of the movie. =]

Chapter 2: Bouncy Quidditch

By Hermione Potter

             “Breakfast buffet!” James called to the bar tender in the Leaky Cauldron. He raised an eyebrow.

             “Oi, coming right up James!” and then he disappeared into the back. James sat down with his family and slung an arm around Lily’s shoulders. He smiled and nuzzled her hair before he turned to them.

             “Since Elizabeth won the tournament last year, she’ll be choosing the first game. And let me take the time to refresh everyone on the rules. The night before the competition, the game will be revealed and you will not be able to prepare for it. Whoever wins will get to choose the next competition,” James explained. Everyone nodded in understanding.

             Elizabeth smiled happily and looked at her father. “Well, you know the first competition will be later this afternoon, so I chose to play Bouncy Quidditch.”

             Gilbert grinned and smirked at Harry who was gaping. “That’s not fair! Last year I was completely bad at it,” he sighed, leaning back against his chair and muttering under his breath.

             Ginny pouted and gave him a kiss on the cheek, “You’ll win, you know it.”

             Harry gave a small smile and turned to his breakfast which had just arrived. He looked at the runny eggs and stuck his fork in it, gulping it in his mouth.

             Ginny made a face. “Do you know how much cholesterol is in that one egg?” she scowled, eating a piece of her grapefruit.

             Harry rolled his eyes and glanced to the other end of the table. Hermione was sitting there, taking to his father. She was so different, and yet so the same. He remembered back to when they were only fourteen.

             “Oh come on! You know it’s not that cold!” Hermione laughed, floating in the lake.

             It was the start of summer and it was still chilly out, but Hermione had insisted on taking a swim. She had stripped down to her bra and underwear and just jumped in.

             Harry on the other hand was a bit hesitant which was abnormal since he was the one that was always outgoing. But now, he didn’t want to get sick. “Hermione, just get out...I really need to go deliver the package...,”

             “Oh stop being an arse. You have plenty of time. Just come in for a little bit. We’re both sweaty from hiking. I’d think you’d feel better if you came in,” Hermione frowned, splashing water at him.

             He blushed and pulled his shirt over his head and pulled his cargo pants off, revealing white boxers with Snitches on them.

             Hermione laughed and pointed at him. “Snazzy, don’t you think?” she winked, going under the water.

             Harry smiled and jumped in, letting the water cool his body. He sunk to the bottom and quickly swam back to the surface to see Hermione gone. He turned around and shot back when he had seen that Hermione was face to face with him. “Don’t do that!”

             She rolled her eyes and got out of the water, “You are such a baby.”

             Harry looked at her and gulped. “Oh, I think we should get going now...,” he muttered, climbing out of the water. Hermione’s appearance in a bathing suit, which was a one-piece, left the mind not much to imagine.

             She smiled and ran over to her bag to find a small cloth inside. She muttered a spell and watched as the cloth expanded into a towel. Drying herself off, she slipped back into her dry clothes and handed it to Harry.

             As they both mounted the broom, Hermione noticed that Harry was avoiding eye contact with her. She frowned and looked off to the side. “Harry?”

             “Yeah?” he murmured, kicking off and lifting high into the air.

             She smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder. “Why won’t you look at me?” she asked, watching him blush.

             “I would...It’s just I’m moving the broom,” he excused, gripping the broom stick so tight that his knuckles were turning white.

             “Well stop it for a sec,” Hermione demanded. Harry halted the broom, leaving them hovered in the air.

             She smiled, watching him turn around, but still avoid contact with her.

             “Harry.” his name left her lips. He looked up at her.

             “Hm?”

             And then she landed a kiss on his lips and pulled back. “You just looked like you needed one,” she smiled, leaning her head on his back.

             He sat there momentarily, surprised and frozen in place. She had kissed him. His first kiss.

             A smile dawned on his face as he started the broom again and flew off.

             “Harry!” Hermione’s voice rang in his ear as she tried to wake him from his dream land.

             He turned to her and smiled. “Sorry, what were you saying?” he blinked.

             She gave a frown of concern and shook her head. “Nothing....Everyone’s done eating and thought about heading back to the house,” she informed him, pointing to the rest of the family who were getting up.

             Ginny, who was watching them at the time frowned. She got out from her seat and walked over, holding Harry’s arm. “Sweetums, we should hurry before we’re left behind,” she smiled, moving Hermione out of his vision.

             He looked down at her and nodded. “Sure. Are you coming Hermione?” Ginny frowned at this. And Hermione noticed.

             She looked at Harry and smiled. “No....I’ll be around sometime this afternoon to see you guys in action, okay?” He nodded in approval and watched as she walked out of the pub.

             He looked down at Ginny, “Should we be heading off now?” he smiled, offering his arm.

             Ginny smirked and looped her arm through his. “Of course.” And they departed.

             “All right then. Your first match will be in a few hours. Now go to your rooms!” James grinned, pointing to the upstairs.

             Harry and Ginny trudged up to his own room, closing the door behind them.

             “Harry, I wanted to talk to you about something,” she pouted, cuddling up next to him as they sat on the bed.

            He turned to see her looking adoringly at him. “Uh...what?”

            Her eyes gleamed as she walked over to the drawer and pulled out a bag. “Oh I couldn’t resist Harry!” she sighed happily, holding the bag upside down and letting a handful of diamonds fall out.

            Harry gaped. “Wh-What are you doing with those?” he asked completely bemused at the fact that his girlfriend had about seven diamonds.

            “Well, I thought now would be the best time to pick out a diamond perfect for me! I mean since you invited me here and all...,” she blushed, looking at the glittery jewels.

             What is she talking about? Harry thought as he jumped to conclusions.

             “I thought this was the perfect time to pick out my engagement ring,” Ginny brightened up.

             Harry sat there. Engagement? We’ve been going out for three months! “Uh..Ginny...we should save that for later, you know...some other time.” he tried to tell her.

            Ginny frowned but then a thought struck her. He’s probably just waiting for the right moment. Oh how cute! “Well...I guess, if that’s what you’d like.”

            He nodded. “It is.” And then he leaned back on the bed to rest a bit before the match.

            “Okay mates, let’s go over the rules. This is like Quidditch, but without the brooms. You’ll be sitting on one of these,” James grinned, taking out a large rubber ball that was filled with air and had a handle on it. “You’ll be sitting on it trying to score goals in your opponents’ hoops. The first one to get three goals will win. Anything goes,” James nodded, throwing out three bouncing rubber balls.

            Harry sighed and sat down on his ball, waiting for his father to let out the tiny wooden balls that he would be throwing through the hoops. He looked to his far right and saw Hermione waving happily. He smiled and waved back.

            “AND GO!” Lily signaled, rolling the ball on the ground. Quickly, Gilbert and Harry started to go after it and quickly, Harry regretted that decision when his ball hurdled into Gilbert’s and they ended up being thrown back.

            Elizabeth grinned and started going after the ball and grabbed it, hurdling it through Gilbert’s hoop. “ONE POINT FOR ME!” she shrieked, bouncing about.

            Gilbert scowled and grabbed the ball. Seeing that Harry was still trying to get on his ball, he quickly went to Harry’s hoop and tossed it on. “And one for me,” he smirked.

            Harry glared at him and took it up a notch. “I’m going to win this one,” he muttered to himself. Quickly, he grabbed the ball and bounced past Gilbert and Elizabeth. They quickly turned to follow him and Elizabeth had rammed right into his ball, knocking him off.

            He growled and realized he had the ball in his hand and turned to see Elizabeth and Gilbert sharing a high-5. While they were doing that, he quickly tossed the ball into Gilbert’s hoop.

            “Shoot,” Gilbert cursed as he watched Harry score. He quickly got back into play and grabbed the ball.

            Back and forth the ball turned until they had all been tied with two points each. The next one would win.

            Harry bit his lip as he watched his mum land the ball on the ground and quickly, he, Elizabeth, and Gilbert had tried to get the ball. Elizabeth had quickly slipped and fell off her ball, leaving it to Gilbert and Harry.

            The two looked at one another before they sped, trying to get the ball. Gilbert had grabbed it and was heading toward Harry’s hoop, but one thing had gotten in his way.

There was an old dragon trap laying there. Gilbert had not seen it and bounced on it, causing a hole to erupt in his ball.

            “Hey!” he yelped before he tumbled over, the ball landing on the ground swiftly.

            Harry saw his chance and grabbed the ball, quickly bouncing over to the hoop and throwing it in. “YES!”

            “And the game is over! Harry wins!” James announced. Ginny and Hermione had started to jump up and down happily.

            “I demand a rematch! There was a trap here!” Gilbert scowled, breathing heavily.

            James and Lily turned to conference with each other while Harry had been narrowing his eyes at Gilbert for even suggesting it.

            A few moments later, James and Lily turned to them. “Since we had asked Gilbert to put that trap away 10 years ago, Harry wins!”

            Harry jumped up, yelling his victory before he felt Ginny come to him and give him a kiss on the lips. “I knew you could do it!”

            Gilbert was positively glowering as he realized he had lost to his little brother and began to kick the trap. “Stupid trap.”

            And before he could pull his foot away, it had latched on to it and he screamed, falling back and fainting. (This supposing to be an amusing moment by the way)

Author’s Note: I’m so sorry I haven’t updated for you guys! =] I’m glad this story has been a success lately. Hopefully I will have some reviewers that are faithful. Arigato. Thank you for standing by me and I hope to update more often.

Hope you enjoyed that!