‘And their off! And will you just look at that Gryffindor team flying! Its as if they were born to fly! The Ravenclaw team is not bad either, lead by their brilliant captain Roger Davies they are just as good…well almost-’ Professor McGonagol loudly cleared her throat at this point prompting Seamus to drop his one sidedness. The match between the Gryffindor’s and Ravenclaw’s had just begun amidst the vastly cheering crowd.
‘Whoever wins this match will surely have earned a position as one of the semi-finalist for this year! As you may recall the Gryffindor’s had beaten the Slytherin’s and the Ravenclaw’s the Hufflepuff’s! So its going to be really interesting to see who wins this match! Ok, now back to the match-AND WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT! WEASLEY WITH THE QUAFFLE AND SHE IS HEADING STARIGHT FOR THE GOAL POST! Oooh, gotta say this though, that Weasley is one spit fire! Will you just look at her move, its as if she is virtually indestructible! If she keeps this up then who knows maybe she might end up in our national team one day!’ Indeed Ginny was doing a very good job of dodging the two Bludger’s that were sent one after another in her direction, she was also skillfully swerving past players on her way as she flew at top speed. The whole crowd were staring at Ginny’s progress in wondrous awe. All the Ravenclaw team members were looking at her as if she were their downfall. Harry smiled; so far Ginny was not only the person that he could rely in his life but also in Quidditch. A few seconds later he heard the deafening roar of the crowd which meant that she had scored.
‘AND IT’S TEN-NIL TO GRYFFINDOR! I must say that was a new record, no one had ever scored in the first thirty seconds of the match! Ok, and there goes the whistle and so does the players! And its Davies with the Quaffle- and ooh, he is moving too fast and I don’t like this at all, he may fall and-ouch, he gets knocked down by one of the Bludger’s and so he drops the Quaffle! And now it’s a battle between Porter and Ravenclaw Chaser Amnesty about who gets the Quaffle! And the Bludger thrown by Colin Creevey determines that Porter gets it! And she is heading for the goal post but there is no doubt that she has to pass many hurdles before she gets there! And the first one is a Bludger thrown by Donovan! And she drops the Quaffle and Chaser Gills catches it and she heads straight towards the Gryffindor goal post but Katie Bell arm wrestles it back from her and heads straight for the Ravenclaw goal post instead! Man, is this match just heating up or what!’ In the next half an hour the Gryffindor‘s were leading the match by eighty to fifty. Out of the corner of his eyes Harry saw Cho dive; he started to follow but realized that she was only chasing a reflection of one of the players watch. As soon as she realized this she pulled up and like Harry started circling around the stadium. Harry gave her a curt nod when their eyes met and as he turned his back on her he could feel her furious stare, but he didn’t care. Whatever feelings he had for Cho Chang had long since been gone and he could now just sit back and marvel at the thought that once he had been in love with her. It seemed like a far distant memory now, one he no longer cared for anymore. Harry’s heart suddenly gave a huge leap, he had spotted the Snitch and it was fluttering several feet below in the very middle of the stadium. He dived and the whole crowd gasped at his sudden action, but Harry was a very adept flier and he merely glided and the crowds were very impressed. Chang was hot in his tail but Harry managed to out manoeuvre her, he could just feel the fluttering of the Snitch’s wing on his cheek. He made a lunging movement towards it but it only just evaded his hands and spurred on to more speed. Harry was no where near as to let it go, he also put on a huge speed. Soon he and the Snitch were locked in a battle of dominance. The whole crowd forgot everyone else and instead focused its attention on the fast Snitch and the gaining Harry. They were almost a blur as they flew at top speed. Finally Harry made several lunging movement before slowing down, finally he raised both of his cupped hands from his chest and lifted it above his head, the crowd cheered its approval in a deafening roar as they saw the helpless struggle of the Snitch against his clutched hand. Madam Hooch blew her whistle and at the same moment Harry was engulfed by all of his team mates.
‘AND SO GRYFINDOR WINS THE MATCH FOR THE SECOND TIME THIS YEAR AND MAY I TAKE THIS LIBERTY TO SAY THAT I AM IN GRYFFINDOR!’ Seamus was saying.
*
The manor of Little Hangleton was dark as usual despite the sun outside. Deep within this house Wormtail and a few other Death Eaters approached the Dark Lord in his study room.
‘The Potion has matured, my lord.’ Wormtail said bowing.
‘At last.’ The Dark Lord breathed. ‘Assemble all my members. I shall add the essence tonight and lure the reincarnated siblings out.’ The Dark Lord said happily.
‘Yes my lord.’ Wormtail bowed out of the room and hastily went to make all the preparation that the Dark Lord has ordered him to.
*
‘I just can’t believe we won Harry!’ Ginny was roaring with happiness. ‘Can you believe it! It’s the first time that we’ve won two matches in a row!’
‘I know! It’s some sort of a record for us!’ Harry was saying happily.
The Gryffindor’s were all holding a party in their Common Room for the celebration. Mounds of chocolates and pastries were stacked at the middle of the room while flagons of Butterbeer covered every table.
‘Oops, better not drink too much of that stuff or you might end up being a bit woozy.’ Ron was giggling.
‘Like you, you mean.’ Katie was asking him, her brows raised.
‘Absolutely right!’ he giggled again and almost swayed forward.
‘Ok, bed time!’ Harry said coming over to support Ron.
‘You don’t have to carry me you know.’ Ron slurred ‘I’m perfectly alright.’
‘No you’re not.’ Harry said firmly and guided him up to the boys dormitory and laid him gently on his bed. Ron gave a blissful sigh and drifted off to sleep. Hermione had seen the pair retreating and decided to take matters in her own hand.
‘Ok guys, its time we wrap it up.’ She said clapping her hands for attention.
‘Aaah!’ everyone groaned.
‘Yes I’m sorry but its already past one o’clock and we all need to go to sleep!’
‘But tomorrow is Sunday!’ somebody piped up.
Hermione ignored him ‘Come on now!’ she said ‘Everybody out, out!’ she threw pointed looks at the other prefects who all blushed and came to her help even though they knew that their friends are not going to forgive them later. Within ten minutes everybody was in their respected rooms.
*
‘My followers, this is the moment we have all been waiting for, the identity of Prince Fulmat and his sister the warrior Genevere!’ said the Dark Lord. ‘In a few minutes we would know who they are and where they are and lure them out of their place of safety.’
The Dark Lord made eye contact with all of the followers present in front of him. They were all in the large hall room and it was completely bare save for the dais at the side of the wall where the Dark Lord stood with a hovering, magnificent, transparent bowl in front of him, it contained what looked like steaming blue-white liquid that was more found in Chemistry labs.
All the Death Eaters held their breath as Voldemort reached inside his cloak and produced the jar that held the remains of the Prince. The Dark Lord started chanting as he was opening the lid. A quiver of excitement ran amongst his followers. The Dark Lord stopped chanting and poured the contents in to the bowl, immediately it turned a bright brown and started swirling around. Voldemort produced his wand and started hissing spells at the brownish contents, after a while the Dark Lord reverted back to English. ‘Show me! Show me the whereabouts of Fulmat and his sister Genevere!’ the contents started to swirl around madly at this point and the force made the bowl shake on mid-air, when the shaking got so bad that everyone present thought that liquid would slosh down on to the ground only then did it stop. The liquid within came to a halt so suddenly that it created a wave and spilled out of the bowl, but instead of dropping to the ground it rose up, the brown color vanished and turned white. The mist then provided a picture which was as clear as a looking glass and which made Lord Voldemort shriek in rage and the Death Eaters to recoil in horror. The image that the mist had produced was that of one with many turrets and towers that had a large a lake in front of it and at the back surrounded by a forest, and within the vast ground was the Quidditch pitch that still bore signs that a match was held that day-it was the image of the Hogwarts castle.
*
Ron grunted in his sleep before sitting bolt upright in his bed. He shook his head, he was having the most bizarre dream. Harry turned over on the bed next to his ‘Go to sleep Ron.’ He mumbled before turning over again and falling asleep. Ron shook his head again trying to get rid of the image inside his head. It was a very unusual dream, one that involved a great palace surrounded by golden sun shine and people with beautiful golden skin and glossy black hair who were surrounded by riches that were only possessed by the kings of the old age, and then there was this boy…he was in his early twenty’s, he had a band around his head and then there was a snake attached to it right at the middle. He was bare-chested but had a blue cloth wrapped around the lower portion of his body-he looked like some sort of Egyptian prince.
Up in the girls dormitory Ginny was having a dream as well just as weird as the one that her brother was having. But in her dream there was this girl that she kept seeing; she had long hair as black as polished ebony and it reached her waist just like Ginny’s and she had a pair of bright brown eyes. Ginny felt as if she had known this girl for as long as she had lived, Ginny tried making the connection but her brain was just too heavy for thinking anything, nevertheless she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had known this girl who seems to be about twenty years old. The black haired girl was saying things to her but Ginny couldn’t hear what she was saying, she could just see the girls lips moving and see that she was trying to communicate to her in a frantic voice as if she was desperate to inform Ginny about something. The girl was wearing a white cloth that was wrapped around her much like that of the ancient Egyptian woman…
*
‘My lord, i-is th-there a-anything you req-quire?’ Wormtail asked shakily.
‘No!’ Voldemort hissed from his resting place in the bed.
‘As you wish my lord!’ Wormtail bowed out of the room in both fear and relief. Voldemort heard him closing the door. The Dark Lord heaved a sharp sigh and started to calm himself down. He had taught his followers that calmness goes a long way, where would all his preaching’s be now if he himself was in such a turmoil? He had thought that maybe the re-incarnated siblings would be at any part of the part of the world, he was even prepared to hunt the ocean if they had turned into fish’s in this life-but Hogwarts! That was just the last straw! Realizing that his thought were turning disturbing again, the Dark Lord quickly moved his mind to think of the bright side. At least it wasn’t Harry Potter! Yeah, if it was indeed that Potter then there was no way he could’ve gotten his hands on him! The Dark Lord had been very fortunate this time, now all he needs now is information on how he could lure the pair out of the castle…Voldemort was mulling things over until a solution finally hit him: Malfoy’s son! Whatever his name was! He would have all the information’s needed to just form a plan that would lure out the siblings! Yes, Voldemort had of ten heard Lucius say that his son and Potter were always at logger-heads and how good old Draco hated him more than anything, and the reincarnated siblings were always so close to Potter…Yes. A lazy smile curled around the Dark Lords lips, everything was now in perfect order.
*
Yes, he is still after her, as a matter of fact everybody is but Draco has the power to exploit her, (some one coming from his back ground would surely have!) so watch out for that. I just love Torch, don’t you! Man, I really bless the day or event that inspired me to create Torch! And she is really pretty isn’t she!