`Voldemort`
Voldemort waited for so many years and now was the perfect opportunity! Potter and his foolish friends planned on coming to the North Seas where some of my Dementors were still watching Azkaban for the wizards that were captured to use for the information that he needed.
Potter was going to be alone with a bunch of bratty kids who call themselves a Defense Against the Dark Arts club. They won't get past the trap Voldemort had in stores for the young wizards and witches. They simply aren't going to be able to defeat the Dark Lord.
What was Potter playing at? Voldermort thought to himself. He thought he could defeat my Death Eaters with what he has?
The door flew open after a few minutes of silence. One of his Death Eaters no doubt. They kept bothering him for forgiveness, and they didn't even try to look for him. Only three were truly loyal to him...Wormtail, Crouch Jr. and...
"Master," said the voice behind the mask. She bent down and kissed the hem of his robes.
"Rise Bella." said Voldemort.
"Milord, the Aurours are catching up to us. We would be better off fleeing..."
"Flee? You expect me to flee when I have my body back, when I'm almost to my fullest power. I have the chance to kill Potter, and you expect me to flee? Bella, I expected better from you. I thought for a fleeing moment, you were scared of the Aurours. We have the three Unforgivable Curses on our side. But from what I noticed, you haven't mastered them. Young Potter, not only deceived you, but he used one of the curses on you. You are not fit to work for me anymore Bella."
"You're relieving me of my duty as a Death Eater?" Bella asked nervously.
The truth was, Bella did want out. But the thing is, Voldemort does not let anyone walk out on him once they joined him.
Voldemort laughed when Bella said that. "Bella, I'm not relieving you from your duty as a Death Eater, but disposing you from your duty!"
"Master," she was back to kissing the hems of his robes. "I beg you for your forgiveness, I will train extra hard with the Unforgivable Curses."
"But to make sure that everything is clear...CRUCIO! "
Bella was shrieking in pain, as Voldemort performed the Cruciatus (sp?) Curse. Voldemort was now cackling with laughter once more.
`Hogwarts`
`Hogarts`
The Next Day
Hermione, Ron, and Harry were late for breakfast the next day (Saturday). Today was the first Qudditch game of the season. Griffindor versus Slytherin. Harry was probably one of the most excited. This was his chance to make Malfoy look like a fool in front of the whole school.
They raced down to the Great Hall to get something in before the game. Ron looked like he was going to get sick. He didn't do good at all when he was under great amounts of preassure. Just before the team went down to the changing room, Brooke came over, and gave Ron a good luck kiss, and his face was a darker shade of red then his hair was.
After their pep talk they made their way to the Qudditch field.
The team was welcomed by an equal amount of cheers as well as boos. Madam Hooch came onto the field with the balls ready to be released.
"Captains shake hands." she told Harry and Montague shook hands resentfully, not wanting to shake the hand of the enemy. "Players on my whistle then. Three...two...one..." a shrill whistle blew through the air.
"Annnnnd their off!" said a voice that he did not recognize. "For the first game of the year we get to see how good each team has trained over the beginning part of the year. And this does give Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff a good advantage when they go to verse these arch rivals.
"Griffindor in possession with Weasley with the Quaffle. She throws it over to Foster (Charlie's last name) which Slytherin stole, and that makes it in their possession. He passes it to one of his fellow chasers. And he loses the Quaffle by Griffindor's new beater, Thomas. Not as good as the legendary Weasley twins mind you.
I guess i'll write some...haven't writen i a while...here goes nothin!
Seamus smiled at Dean's nice hit towards Malfoy. "Next time, hit him right off the broom!" Seamus said laughing.
"Watch behind you!" Dean yelled in return. Then Seamus was nearly missed by the bludger.
"thaat was a narrow miss to Seamus' head." said the unknown comentator, but Harry thought that he had seen him with some Hufflepuffs once or twice.
"Don't let your mind wander!" Harry yelled at himself.
"right, have to find the snich." and then Harry returned to looking for the snich.
"Slyitheran has posesson...but April just took the ball and is heading to the goal posts...she wived around the keeper...and SCORE! that's one more for Griffandor!"
Harry thought that he saw something hovering near the ground...as he saw it zoom along the grass, he knew it was the snich. So Harry swoped down to get it.
"And it seems like Harry has seen the snich! Malfoy is now chasing after him...but Harry is too far ahead for Malfoy to get it now."
right when Harry was reaching for the snich, a bludger came and almost hit Harry. And with that short look away from the snich, it had vanished once more. So Harry went back up to his position to look for it again.
"Slytheran has the ball again..it's passed and they are now taking it too the goal...Weasley looks ready...swerves to the right and...a score for Sytherian!" there was asorted cheers and boos.
Harrt knew he had to find the snich...because he wanted to win by as much as he could.
That's it for now...someone else finish the game...i'll post afterwards...
"Griffindor back in possession. April swerves around one of the Chasers of Slytherin, passed Montague, and throws the Quaffle. The Keeper does a Starfish and Stick to one of the Slytherin Chares. Ginny of Griffindor makes gestures towards the other Chasers. Looks like they are about to do the Parkin's Pincer, but oh...the Chaser for Slytherin does a Reverse pass to the Keeper, who sends it off to another Chaser.
The Chaser is throws the Quaffle towards Ron, and its about to go...Ron blocks the shot. He throws it to Charlie, which gets hit with a club by Goyle. Their goes the whistle. Madam Hooch shots at Goyle, making it a foul. But he misses, because he couldn't concentrate.
Looks like Malfoy spotted the Snitch. Potter races after Malfoy, attempting to get ahead of him. But Potter wasn't fast enough. Malfoy caught the Golden Snitch ending the game. But looks like Malfoy wasn't paying attention to the score. 180 to 160 Griffindor, which makes them first for the Qudditch House Cup. Looks like Malfoy isn't getting any good remarks from the team."