She'll Know Someday **Harry Potter/George Weasley Story**

Chapter 25: Fighters Gonna Fight

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling.

 

Chapter Twenty Five: Fighters Gonna Fight

Colette's Point Of View

 

Me, Alex, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were all huddled together in front of Hagrid, standing in the middle of the Gryffindor stands, trying to stay as dry as we could and screaming our support for the team as loud as humanely possibly for four girls and a lad to shout. The rain was unforgiving and we were eagerly awaiting the end of the match so we could go in and celebrate a win or a lose, either way we'd be celebrating being alive for certain. Me and Alex squealed again as the twins went by us, Ron laughing at us and pulling his hood even further over his head. The match seemed to go on forever and our voices had basically gone when Harry suddenly zoomed over the top of us and into the air. We all starting jumping at the thought of him finally catching the snitch and thoughts being back in the common room, sitting in front of the fire in my pyjamas with the twins and Alex went through my mind and I grinned. Me and Hermione screamed at the same time for Harry as we see him heading back to earth. I got all excited and wasn't really watched when Hermione shouting pulled me from my thoughts and I looked up. There was a huge white light and I grab Alex who was beside me. The next thing I saw was Harry as he lean forward and grabbed the snitch and then everything went crazy.

Alex was jumping around, Ginny and Hermione were dancing and Ron was shouting out how cool we were. I stood there in awe as everyone celebrated around me. Before I knew it I was being pulled down the stairs and into the changing rooms by Alex. She basically threw me through the door and almost broke it off it's hinges as she swung it open and ran in. Fred picked her up and they were jumping around together whilst George came over and hugged me, making me even more wet than I already was. He pulled away and pushed the hair from my eyes, "We won!" He beamed and I laughed,

"Really? And I missed it." I said, stamping my foot and shaking my head whilst George shook his own head, laughing. Harry came into the changing rooms and I let go of George and walked over to him. He smiled when he see me and dropped his broom and gave me a hug, "You alright?" I asked him and he nodded,

"I really don't like those dementors." He said and pulled back. I smiled at him and sighed,

"Nobody does Harry. But there's not much I can really do to help that fact. And if Dumbledore's isn't going to stand his ground, what can you do?" I said and Harry shrugged, moping off the other end of the changing rooms and sitting down,

"Don't mope Harry." Alex said,

"Yeah, I mean you didn't die," Fred stated,

"And we won the match," George continued and I rolled my eyes at him,

"And that was some Patronus!" Said a voice behind us. We turned around and saw Lupin smiling at us, "And don't worry, those dementors have been taking care of. They won't be annoying you for the Quidditch pitch for a while." He said with a tut and a slight smirk. I frowned for a while trying to think what he was getting at. Then something clicked,

"Was someone dressed up or something?"

"And she smacks the nail on the head!" Lupin laughed and I smiled, rolling my eyes,

"But who was it?" The twins asked together and Lupin gave them a look as if it was common knowledge who it would be. I stood there puzzled. Who hates Harry and knows he doesn't like dementors?