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A/N: Okay, this chapter will have the great Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Quidditch match in it. Please bear with me, and forgive me if I don't do the Quidditch scene justice, but I'm going to try really hard to make it work. I know that Fred and George left in the fifth book, so I'm going to replace the beaters with other characters. As for Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, and Alicia Spinnet, I'm not sure what year they are in. If they were in their seventh year in book five please forgive, but I don't remember for sure. Oh and I'm also using Lee Jordan, if he to has already graduated just think of him as someone who returned to Hogwarts to narrate the games. So I hope you don't mind! If you do just review and tell me they have already graduated from Hogwarts and I'll go back and replace their names!!
The next few days crawled by for Ginny. She spent most of her time catching up on neglected homework. Draco was busy with Quidditch, as was Harry and Ron, so Hermione kept her company. This meant numerous trips to the library.
Finally the day of the big game dawned. Nudging Hermione awake, Ginny threw on her robes and ran down to breakfast. The Gryffindor Quidditch team was already down there. All of them were frantically stuffing their faces, except Ron. The only time he didn't eat half of the Great Hall in one sitting was before a Quidditch game.
Luna Lovegood pranced around the Great Hall, her lion head hat roaring at the Slytherin table. Spotting Ginny, she waved her hand in greeting. Waving back Ginny took her seat next to Ron at the Gryffindor table. "Good morning and how is my lil' Ronnikins today?" She asked pinching his cheek.
"Ow Ginny that hurts," Ron batted away her fingers.
"Aww, 'lil Ronnikin's' got a boo boo. Some one call Madam Pomfrey quick or Gryffindor might lose their Keeper." Ron began to rise from his seat and address the voice behind him when Ginny stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.
"Allow me," Ginny winked at Ron. "If it isn't Draco Malfoy," she said turning to make eye contact with the Slytherin Seeker. "You aren't fast enough to beat Harry to the Snitch so you're trying to beat him to the last hot roll instead?" Crabbe and Goyle were once again flanking Malfoy on each side. Upon hearing Ginny's comment, a growl escaped Crabbe's throat.
Ginny's mouth formed a silent 'oh'. "Aww, Malfoy, you never said you got a puppy. Is the cute lil Crabbey hungry? Does Crabbey want a biscuit?" Reaching behind her, Ginny picked up a roll and waved it in front of Draco's face. "Fetch Crabbey, come on boy fetch."
Crabbe's shoulders stiffened at the insult, and his eyes narrowed in challenge. "Woo, bad manners. You probably should have sprung a few extra Galleons for that obedience training Malfoy. Do they allow wild animals on the Quidditch Pitch?" Ginny asked looking up and down the Gryffindor table at all of the laughing faces.
"They've allowed them on the Pitch ever since your family's been attending the school. Why should they stop now?" Draco spat, lifting a brow in challenge.
"Touche' Malfoy," Ginny replied. "However, if you'll excuse me I must finish my breakfast, and your presence is seriously agitating my gag reflex. Good luck today, and may the best man win." Ginny smirked, "But of course, Harry always wins so we don't need to worry about that now do we? Bye bye now."
Returning to her seat, Ginny began to eat her breakfast as applause rang from the few students present in the Great Hall. Turning on his heel, Draco strode out of the Great Hall, Crabbe and Goyle following. No one saw the smile that graced his face as the doors swung shut behind him.
A few hours later the whole of Hogwarts found themselves situated in the Quidditch stands waiting for the game to begin. As the players emerged from the field houses, the students cheered. Madam Hooch blew her whistle and the players mounted their brooms and zoomed into the air.
"Welcome one and all to another glorious day of Quidditch. Today's match is between the Gallant Gryffindors and the Sneaky, Snotty Slytherins," Lee Jordan called out over the megaphone, receiving a 'look' from Professor McGonagall.
"The Quaffle is released. There goes the Bludgers, and last but not least the Golden Snitch. Gryffindor gets the ball. That's Angelina Johnson folks, the Gryffindor Captain. She's racing down the pitch. Dodges a Bludger from that that fat bastard Goyle,"
"JORDAN!" McGonagall warned sternly.
"Sorry Professor, I just call them like I see them. Johnson's coming up on Bletchley now, the Slytherin Keeper. Oh, oh, OHHHHH. With a magnificent faint to the right, Angelina ducks Bletchley and SCORES! Ten points to Gryffindor."
The students in the stands rose to their feet. The Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuffs were cheering loudly. The Slytherins were booing and making rude gestures. Ginny clapped for Angelina but never took her eyes off of Harry and Draco. They were both circling the pitch in hopes of catching sight of the Snitch. "This is ridiculous," Ginny muttered to herself, tearing her eyes away from the Seekers.
"What was that Gin?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, nothing Hermione, just chattering on with myself," Ginny answered.
Lee Jordan continued announcing the game. "Now Slytherin has the Quaffle; Warrington passes to Montague. Ouch, fine Bludger work from Seamus Finnigan of the Gryffindor team, but Warrington recovers the Bludger once more; passes to Pucey who is charging Gryffindor Keeper Ron Weasely. Nothing between Pucey and the hoop now, come on Ron you can do it."
The stadium went silent. Ron's face crinkled in concentration as he tried to decide which course of action to take. Hovering in front of the center hoop, Ron saw Pucey faint to the left. Diving to the right, Ron caught the Quaffle right before it soared through the over large ring. The stands irrupted in applause.
"Magnificent save by Ron Weasely folks!" Lee cheered along with everyone else; everyone except the Slytherins that is. "Katie Bell in possession of the Quaffle now, she and Alicia Spinnet are making good time down the pitch. They are passing the Quaffle effortlessly back and forth to each other out of Slytherin reach. Bell dodges a particularly nasty Bludger from Slytherin Beater Crabbe, she passes the Quaffle to Johnson. Johnson shoots, she SCORES! Gryffindor is now up twenty to zero."
The stands were cheering once more when they all saw Harry and Draco dive toward the floor of the Pitch. "It looks like the Seekers have caught sight of the Snitch. Pulling out of a very steep dive Potter and Malfoy are neck and neck. Doesn't really matter though, because Harry Potter has yet to lose a Snitch to Malfoy,"
"Jordan," McGonagall warned.
"Oh fine Professor, I'll stop, but you know it's true. Anyway, there they are, coming up on the Snitch. Bloody Hell," Lee screamed.
"Jordan, don't make me take that megaphone away," his professor threatened.
Lee seemed to completely ignore McGonagall's last comment, focusing instead on the game. "Montague blocks Potter's dive for the Snitch and in the process unseats Slytherin Seeker Draco Malfoy. That's got to hurt, getting sent for a loop by your own Captain." Seeing McGonagall's glaring eyes Lee continued, "Thankfully, however, Malfoy was only a few feet from the pitch. As you see, he's already up and mounting his broom again. The search for the Snitch must begin anew."
Ginny fidgeted in her seat. She knew it was just a friendly game of Quidditch. Friendly, yeah right, Gryffindor/Slytherin games have never been friendly. Of course, she wanted her house to win, but she didn't want Draco to get hurt. In a strange twist of fate, Ginny was actually beginning to care for the moody Slytherin. The Draco she had gotten to know was a huge contradiction to the Draco that walked the halls of Hogwarts.
Cheers from the Slytherin end of the stands snapped Ginny out of her thoughts. "Gryffindor still leads 20-10," Lee Jordan called out. "And it looks like we have another race for the Snitch ladies and gentlemen."
All eyes flew to where Harry and Draco were battling for possession of the Golden Snitch. Draco leaned into his broom, drawing closer to the flittering golden ball. Ginny gasped, 'He's going to get it. Draco is actually going to beat Harry." The two Seekers drew closer and closer to the speedy prize, but Draco clearly had the edge today. Making a sharp turn to the left Draco and Harry were flowing the snitch right into the spectator stands.
Every eye in the stadium was focused on Harry and Draco. The other players had even stopped to watch. Ginny was jumping up and down in excitement. Hermione knocked the Gryffindor banner out of her hand, and Ginny ducked down real quick to retrieve it. As she stood up, Ginny saw movement from the far end of the field.
A Bludger was making a wide circle around the Gryffindor hoops, and heading right for Ron. Being the stupid git that Ron is, he didn't even notice. His eyes like everyone else were on the battle for the Snitch. No one but Ginny saw the Bludger slam into the back of Ron's head; sending him flying head over heels off of his broom, and plummeting toward the pitch floor.
"NO," Ginny screamed, throwing her hand out as if she could catch her fallen brother………..
A/N: I know, I'm sorry, I made it a cliff hanger, but I wanted to update today, so you'll just have to wait and come back tomorrow of Saturday to see what happens next! I hope you are enjoying this!1 Review some more please! I love getting your reviews, it helps motivate me!! White Tiger!