Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and The Black Dreams ❯ chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

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Chapter seven: Quidditch match
The team piled down to breakfast that morning. Harry looked at them all as they headed down the Great Hall. "Today is our first match of the season!" yelled Harry! He beamed at his team. His team was confident with their new brooms and they've been training hard all weekend. "I know you all have homework and I know the stress that comes with it...You need to focus on Quidditch now. I have more problems than that right now. So I wanna see a good plays and walk away with the cup this year because this is my last year here! Lets remind the Slitherns how Grifendor's get things done! said Harry and everyone had a feeling this was the beginning of his pep talk. Harry was the teams insperation. He had come face to face with Voldemort may times and won the house cup, Quidditch, became Seeker when he was a first year.
They marched into the dressing rooms at noon. The weather couldnt have been more perfect. Everyone dressed in their robes and looked up at Harry for insperation in his pep talk. "Alright listen up team! Today is one of the most important days of the season. This puts us in our first of last place depending on who wins. As I said earlier this is my last year and some other people on this team. I want to win one last time while im here and i know for a fact we've won the house cup six years in a row. Were not going to start losing now. I picked you all for a reason younot just no body your somebody with talent! Oh Ron....Herimone told me to tell you she's rooting for you! announced Harry and everyone began to laugh. Ron went beet red. "alright...I see your all eagar to get on the field so LETS GO WIN THIS GAME AND THE CUP! said Harry approving his own words in his pep talk. They walked out onto the field as cheers erupted over the stadum from three of the four houses. Grifendor, huffulpuff, and RavenClaw. Slithern hissed and booed as they enter.
Madam Hooch came out to the pitch. "I want a fair game! From both teams or its detention!!!!!!!!!! READY IN THREE TWO ONE! GO!!!!!!!!!!!! she yelled as the quallfe was thown into the air. Everyone kicked off the game and speed off after the qualfe, goal post and after plugers. Harry meanwhile speed high in the air and waited for his signals and watch for the snitch. The slithern seeker followed him. Harry counted on this. Harry watch the quallfe beening past in an confusing form and in turn confused the Slitherns on their opponents nexted move. "Ten points to Grifondor! WHAT A GREAT AND GENUIS PLAY!!!!!!!!!! yelled Luna Lovegood from the micorophone in the stadum. "GOOD RON!!!!!!!! NICE HIT!" yelled Herimone as Ron defended the goalpost. "Nice one Ron!" yelled Harry.
The game had continuted as planned and the score was 190 to 60. "BLOODY SLITHERNS DONT HAVE A CHANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Luna over the loud speakers. Then Harry catch a glimes of the snitch and dove after it. "GO GO GRIFONDOR!!!!! GO GO GRIFONDOR!!!!! GO GO GRIFONDOR!!!!! chanted the crowd.The slitherns speed next to Harry and bumped him out the way. Harry bumped him hard back. Then dove fooling the slitherns seeker and shot up toward the snitch. The stadium held their breaths. Harry reached out as the snitch dove. Harry pulled up on the broom and lept off it as a beater from the slithern team swung at him. Everyone became silent. Harry stood up with snitch in his hand and began waving it in the air. The stadium broke in applause. The Slithern team lost their temper and flew at Harry. He had expected this and yelled "NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!." Their caption ramed Harry and sent him flying. His own team stunned the slitherns and their captain before they could do anymore damage. Professor McGonall and Artemist ran over to Harry. Are you ok Harry? whimpered Artemist. "He'll be alright in a day after he gets up to the hospital wing. His right leg and wrist are broke. Someone get a Madam Pomfree!!!!!!!!" yelled Professor Mcgonall. Harry began to black out from the pain in his leg and wrist.