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"He sent me this," Hermione said, holding out the letter. Harry took it. The parchment was damp, and enormous teardrops had smudged the ink so badly in places that it was very difficult to read.
Dear Hermione, We lost. I'm allowed to bring him back to Hogwarts. Execution date to be fixed. Beaky has enjoyed London. I won't forget all the help you gave us.
Hagrid
"They can't do this," said Harry. "They can't. Buckbeak isn't dangerous." "Malfoy's dad and Pucey's Dad's frightened the Committee into it," said Hermione, wiping her eyes. "You know what he's like. They're a bunch of doddery old fools, and they were scared. There'll be an appeal, though, there always is."
"And we can change that," Draco said " Blaise Theo....write to your parents....Sanjiv tell your mom...I have a letter to write to my mom."
"And I will write using my titles to the committee," Harry said "and I will help Hermione write an appeal," Aishi says
"You won't have to do all the work alone this time, Hermione and Aishi. I'll help." Ron said, "Oh, Ron!" Hermione flung her arms around Ron's neck and broke down completely. Ron, looking quite terrified, patted her very awkwardly on the top of the head.
Finally, Hermione drew away. "Ron, I'm really, really sorry about Scabbers..." she sobbed. "Oh -- well -- he was old," said Ron, looking relieved that she had let go of him. "And he was a bit useless. You never know, Dad might get me an owl now."
The safety measures imposed on the students since Black's second break-in made it impossible for the group to go and visit Hagrid in the evenings. Their only chance of talking to him was during Care of Magical Creatures lessons.He seemed numb with shock at the verdict.
"S'all my fault. Got all tongue-tied. They was all sittin' there in black robes an' I kep' droppin' me notes and forgettin' all them dates yeh looked up fer me, Girls. An' then Lucius Malfoy stood up an' said his bit, and the Committee jus' did exac'ly what he told 'em...." "There's still the appeal!" said Ron fiercely. "Don't give up. Yet, we're working on it!"
"And you have five powerful houses by your side" Harry said. They were walking back up to the castle with the rest of the class. Ahead, they could see Pucey, who was walking with Crabbe and Goyle, and kept looking back, laughing derisively. "I wil try," said Hagrid sadly as they reached the castle steps. "That Committee's in Lucius Malfoy's pocket. I'm jus' gonna make sure the rest o' Beaky's time is the happiest he's ever had. I owe him that...." Hagrid turned around and hurried back toward his cabin, his face buried in his handkerchief.
"Look at him blubber!" Pucey, Crabbe, and Goyle had been standing just inside the castle
doors, listening. "Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?" said pucey. "And he's supposed to be our teacher!" The boys both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but Aishi got there first after tossing her bag to Draco -- SMACK! PUNCH!
She had slapped Pucey across the face with all the strength she could muster and then punched him hard breaking his nose before grabbing his collar tightly. Pucey staggered as she held his collar which was slightly choking him. The golden group, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Aishi raised her hand again.
Draco took another recording of it with his video camera
"Don't you dare call Hagrid pathetic, you foul -- you evil --" "Aishi" said Krishna appearing stooping her "That is enough Sakhi...Let him go"
She sighed and let go of his collar before stomping hard on Pucey's foot before walking away.
"You should get checked out Pucey. 10 points from both Hufflepuff and Slytherin...now go" He said "C'mon," Pucey muttered, and in a moment, all three of them had disappeared into the passageway to the dungeons.
"Why do you take points from Aishi?" Theo asked " Because she too was in the wrong to attack. People will taunt tease and bully you. It sometimes makes you want to do bad things to them. Sometimes it's best to ignore them like how you wear a sweater to ignore the cold."
"But they are our enemies!" Ron said
" Ron you must always treat others with kindness, compassion, and Respect even if they are our enemies. It moves mountains greater than just revenge. Karma comes to those doing bad deeds. The wicked will get his Karma one day. Now off to class you all"
They nodded and left "We're due in Charms," said Ron as Blaise, the, and Draco left as its their free period. "We'd better go." They hurried up the marble staircase toward Professor Flitwick's classroom. "You're late, kids!" said Professor Flitwick reprovingly as Harry opened the classroom door. "Come along, quickly, wands out, we're experimenting with Cheering Charms today, we've already divided into pairs --"
Harry and Ron hurried to a desk at the back and opened their bags. Ron looked behind him. "Where's Hermione gone?" Harry looked around too. Hermione hadn't entered the classroom, yet Harry knew she had been right next to him when he had opened the door.
"Maybe -- maybe she went to the bathroom or something?" Aishi said. But Hermione didn't turn up all lesson so Aishi took extra notes."She could've done with a Cheering Charm on her too," said Ron as the class left for lunch, all grinning broadly -- the Cheering Charms had left them with a feeling of great contentment.
Hermione wasn't at lunch either. By the time they had finished their apple pie, the after-effects of the Cheering Charms were wearing off, and the rest of the group had started to get slightly worried. "You don't think pucey did something to her?" Ron said anxiously as they hurried upstairs toward the hangout room.
Hermione was sitting at a table, fast asleep, her head resting on an open Arithmancy book. They went to sit down on either side of her. Harry prodded her awake. "Wh -- what?" said Hermione, waking with a start and staring wildly around. "Is it time to go? W -- which lesson have we got now?"
"Divination, but it's not for another twenty minutes," said Aishi. "Hermione, why didn't you come to Charms?" "What? Oh no!" Hermione squeaked. "I forgot to go to Charms!"
"But how could you forget?" said Harry. "You were with us till we were right outside the classroom!"
"I don't believe it!" Hermione wailed. "Was Professor Flitwick angry? Oh, it was Pucey, I was thinking about him and I lost track of things!" "You know what, Hermione?" said Ron, looking down at the enormous Arithmancy book Hermione had been using as a pillow. "I reckon you're cracking up. You're trying to do too much."
"No, I'm not!" said Hermione, brushing her hair out of her eyes and staring hopelessly around for her bag. "I just made a mistake, that's all! I'd better go and see Professor Flitwick and say sorry... I'll see you in Divination!"Hermione joined Aishi, Blaise, and Ron at the foot of the ladder to Professor Trelawney's classroom twenty minutes later, looking extremely harassed.
"I can't believe I missed Cheering Charms! And I bet they come up in our exams; Professor Flitwick hinted they might!" Together they climbed the ladder into the dim, stifling tower room.
Glowing on every little table was a crystal ball full of pearly white mist. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down together at the same rickety table.
"I thought we weren't starting crystal balls until next term," Ron muttered, casting a wary eye around for Professor Trelawney, in case she was lurking nearby. "Don't complain, this means we've finished palmistry," Blaise muttered back. "I was getting sick of her flinching every time she looked at my hands."
"Good day to you!" said the familiar, misty voice, and Professor Trelawney made her usual dramatic entrance out of the shadows. Parvati and Lavender quivered with excitement, their faces lit by the milky glow of their crystal ball. "I have decided to introduce the crystal ball a little earlier than I had planned," said Professor Trelawney, sitting with her back to the fire and gazing around. "The fates have informed me that your examination in June will concern the Orb, and I am anxious to give you sufficient practice."
Hermione snorted. "Well, honestly... 'the fates have informed her' who sets the exam? She
does! What an amazing prediction!" she said, not troubling to keep her voice low. The boys choked back laughs as Aishi sighed. It was hard to tell whether Professor Trelawney had heard them as her face was hidden in shadow. She continued, however, as though she had not."Crystal gazing is a particularly refined art," she said dreamily. "I do not expect any of you to See when first you peer into the Orb's infinite depths. We shall start by practicing relaxing the conscious mind and external eyes" -- Ron began to snigger uncontrollably and had to stuff his fist in his mouth to stifle the noise -- "to clear the Inner Eye and the superconscious. Perhaps, if we are lucky, some of you will see before the end of the class.
And so they began. Aishi looked into the ball and strangely a dog ran around a silhouette of her then the dog vanished and appears a man who doted on her like a father figure and tossed in in the air laughing. "Seen anything yet?" Blaise asked them after a quarter of an hour's quiet
crystal gazing.
"Yeah, there's a burn on this table," said Ron, pointing before Aishi could answer. "Someone's
spilled their candle." "This is such a waste of time," Hermione hissed. "I could be practicing
something useful. I could be catching up on Cheering Charms --" Professor Trelawney rustled past. "Would anyone like me to help them interpret the shadowy portents within their Orb?" she murmured over the clinking of her bangles. I don't need help," Ron whispered. "It's obvious what this means. There's going to be loads of fog tonight." Both Blaise and Hermione burst out laughing even Aishi held back her giggles.
"Now, really!" said Professor Trelawney as everyone's heads turned in their direction. Parvati and Lavender were looking scandalized. "You are disturbing the clairvoyant vibrations!" She approached their table and peered into their crystal ball. Aishi felt her heart sinking. She was
sure he knew what was coming -- "There is something here!" Professor Trelawney whispered, lowering her face to the ball so that it was reflected twice in her huge glasses. "Something moving... but what is it?"
Aishi was prepared to bet everything that she was making up the visions to be worse than normal she is not a proper seer, just a minor seer. "My dear" Professor Trelawney breathed, gazing up at Aishi. "It is here, plainer than ever before... my dear, stalking toward you, growing ever closer... the Gr --" "Oh, for goodness' sake!" said Hermione loudly. "Not that ridiculous Grim again!"
Professor Trelawney raised her enormous eyes to Hermione's face. Parvati whispered something to Lavender, and they both glared at Hermione too. Professor Trelawney stood up, surveying Hermione with unmistakable anger. "I am sorry to say that from the moment you have arrived in this class my dear, it has been apparent that you do not have what the noble art of Divination requires. Indeed, I don't remember ever meeting a student whose mind was so hopelessly mundane."
"OH SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Aishi snaps and Bliase just pours the tea for him and Ron as he is ready for shit to go down. "I have been patient this whole time with the British way of divination but you Professor Trelawney have broken many laws of seer. law one, only those with the ability to have a seer mind should be taught the art of divination. No two, do not in any circumstances made a huge deal of a vision gone OOohhh~ A grimm~~~ Bad Omen~~~ No! Three only Normal seers with a true master of certain divination or Master Seer which master all types of divination are allowed to teach divination...Minor seers are only to be assistants till they master one or more divinations after passing tests. You are still a minor seer!"
"Oh the tea~," Blaise said sipping
"well, i...." "Not another word professor, I will be sending a strong letter to my guru the High Master Seer of INDIA. Let go hermoine...I don't want to learn from a fraud" The girls both left.
"Mind Blown!" Ron said sipping his tea. The whole school was in shock and chaos when they heard of it even Harry was surprised but cuddled his girlfriend after she sent the letter. Let's just say Professor Trewlwy was replaced by her Divination Teacher Guru Dev. He teaches a divination anyone can do for them and promises to go easy on their exam this year but will be more selective of students next year. Hermoine was allowed to leave.
"Oh he is cute," Percy said "Hey!" Krishna pouts " Relax you jealous god...I am dating you silly" She chuckled
The Easter holidays were not exactly relaxing. The third years had never had so much homework. Neville Longbottom seemed close to a nervous collapse, and he wasn't the only one "Call this a holiday!" Seamus Finnigan roared at the hangout room one afternoon. "The exams are ages away, what're they playing at?"
But nobody had as much to do as Hermione. Even without Divination, she was taking more subjects than anybody else. She was usually last to leave the common room at night, first to arrive at the library the next morning; she had shadows like Lupin's under her eyes and seemed
constantly close to tears.
Ron, Theo, Blaise, and Sanjiv had taken over responsibility for Buckbeak's appeal. When they weren't doing their own work, they were poring over enormously thick volumes with names like The Handbook of Hippogriff Psychology and Fowl or Foul? A Study of Hippogriff Brutality. He was so absorbed, that he even forgot to be horrible to Crookshanks. Harry and Aishi, meanwhile, had to fit in their homework around Quidditch practice every day, not to mention endless discussions of tactics with Diggory.
The Hufflepuff-Slytherin match would take place on the first Saturday after the Easter holidays. Slytherin was leading the tournament by exactly two hundred points. This meant (as Diggory constantly reminded his team) that they needed to win the match by more than that amount to win the Cup. It also meant that the burden of winning fell largely on Harry because capturing the Snitch was worth one hundred and fifty points.
"So you must catch it only if we're more than fifty points up," Diggory told Harry constantly. "Only if we're more than fifty points up, Harry, or we win the match but lose the Cup. You've got that, Haven't you? You must catch the Snitch only if we're --" "I KNOW, CEDRIC!" Harry yelled. Aishi had to give him calming cuddles.
The whole of Hufflepuff House was obsessed with the coming match. But Harry doubted
whether any of them, even Diggory, wanted to win as much as he did. The enmity between Harry and Pucey was at its highest point ever. Pucey was still smarting, bout the mud-throwing incident in Hogsmeade and was even more furious that Harry had somehow wormed his way out of punishment. Harry hadn't forgotten Pucey's attempt to sabotage him in the match against Ravenclaw, but it was the matter of Buckbeak that made him most determined to beat Pucey in front of the entire school.
Meanwhile, Draco and Aishi just cheered each other good luck since they will be rival chasers. Never, in anyone's memory, had a match approached in such a highly charged atmosphere. By the time the holidays were over, tension between the two teams and their Houses was at the breaking point. Several small scuffles broke out in the corridors, culminating in a nasty incident in which a Gryffindor fourth year and a Slytherin sixth year ended up in the hospital wing with leeks sprouting out of their ears and scolding from Professor Percy
Harry was having a particularly bad time of it. Sometimes He and Aishicouldn't walk to class without Slytherins sticking out their legs and trying to trip them up; Crabbe and Goyle kept popping up wherever he went, went away terrified as Harry's gaze became dark and ominous.
Let's just say Theo, Blaise, and Draco worked their heir powers and got them all to stop especially Harry breaking a sixth-year nose who tried to grab Aishi and push her down the floating stairs. She was luckily rescued by both Krishna and Harry before she fell back. Harry got detention with Snape who helped him with his potion more while the student had to stand upside down holding a book on his feet for 2 hours under Guru Dev's observation who was fuming. Let's say, everyone fears the old guru and he is now McGonagall's new best friend
All usual pursuits were abandoned in the Hufflepuff common room the night before the match. There was a great deal of noise. Cedric Diggory was crouched over a model of a Quidditch field in the corner, prodding little figures across it with his wand and muttering to himself.
Harry was sitting with Aishi as they sat in front of the fire to cuddle as they tried and get the nerves out. It came as a relief when Diggory suddenly stood up and yelled, "Team! Bed!" Harry slept well after his girlfriend kissed his forehead. Aishi played her music box as she slept peacefully to good dreams.
Harry, Aishi, and the rest of the Hufflepuff team entered the Great Hall the next day to enormous applause. Harry couldn't help grinning broadly as he saw that both the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables were applauding them too. The Slytherin table hissed loudly as they passed. Harry noticed that Pucey looked even paler than usual. His uncle Regulus has his face painted in yellow and black ready to cheer so are Krishna, Percy, and Dev.
Diggory spent the whole of breakfast urging his team to eat, while touching nothing himself if Aishi had not forcefed him. Then he hurried them off to the field before anyone else had finished, so they could get an idea of the conditions. As they left the Great Hall, everyone applauded again. "Good luck, Harry!" called Cho in a flirty voice. Harry felt himself rolling his eyes. "Cedric I suggest you might find a better girl and not go after Cho" "Already on it...but I am moving for a boy as well," Cedric said looking away from Sanjiv's eyes
"your fucking kidding me," Harry said noticing it as Aishi nudged his waist.
"Okay -- no wind to speak of -- the sun's a bit bright, that could impair your vision, watch out for it -- ground's fairly hard, good, that'll give us a fast kickoff --" Wdiggorypaced the field, staring around with the team behind him. Finally, they saw the front doors of the castle open in the distance and the rest of the school spilling onto the lawn. "Locker rooms," said Diggory tersely.
None of them spoke as they changed into their canary yellow robes.
"Can I get a kiss for luck?" Harry asked Aishi who finished braiding her hair. "If we win, Hari....right on the lips....our first proper kiss" That got him fired up
In what seemed like no time at all, Diggory was saying, "Okay, it's time, let's go --" They walked out onto the field to a tidal wave of noise. Three-quarters of the crowd was wearing scarlet rosettes, waving yellow flags with the Hufflepuff Badger upon them, or brandishing banners with slogans like "GO HUFFLEPUFF!" and "BADGERS FOR THE CUP' Behind the Slytherin goalposts, however, two hundred people were wearing green; the silver serpent of Slytherin glittered on their flags, and Professor Snape sat in the very front row, wearing green like everyone else, and a very calm smile as he waved a small Hufflepuff flag cheering for his goddaughter. Even Blaise and the where dress c hearing for both teams to be fair.
"And here are the Gryffindors!" yelled Lee Jordan, who was acting as a commentator as usual. "Potter, Merha, Holmes, Bletchley, Anderson, Weasley, and Diggory. Widely acknowledged as the best team Hogwarts has seen in a good few years --"Lee's comments were drowned by a tide of "boos" from the Slytherin end. "And here come the Slytherin team, led by Captain Flint. He's Made some changes in the lineup and seems to be going for size rather than skill--"
More boos from the Slytherin crowd. Harry, however, thought Lee had a point. Pucey was easily the smallest person On the Slytherin team; the rest of them were enormous except Malfoy who was more average height. "Captains, shake hands!" said Madam Hooch. Flint and Diggory approached each other and grasped each other's hands very tightly; it looked as though each was trying to break the other's fingers.
"Mount your brooms!" said Madam Hooch. "Three... two... one..." The sound of her whistle was lost in the roar of the crowd as fourteen brooms rose into the air. Harry felt his hair fly back off his forehead; his nerves left him in the thrill of the flight; he glanced around, saw Malfoy on his tail, and sped off in search of the Snitch. "And it's Gryffindor in possession, Aishi Merha of Hufflepuff with the Quaffle, heading straight for the Slytherin goal posts, looking good passed it to Holmes, Argh, no -- Quaffle intercepted by Warrington, Warrington of Slytherin tearing UP the field -- WHAM! -- nice Bludger work thereby Wesley, Warrington drops the Quaffle, it's caught by -- Merha, Hufflepuff back in possession, come on, -- nice swerve around Montague -- duck, Aishi, that's a Bludger!- SHE SCORES! TEN-ZERO TO HUFFLEPUFF!"
Aishi punched the air as she soared around the end of the field; the sea of yellow below was screaming its delight "OUCH!"Aishi was nearly thrown from her broom as Marcus Flint went smashing into her as she dodged last second. "Sorry!" said Flint as the crowd below booed. "Sorry, didn't see her!"A moment later, Anderson chucked his Beater's club at the back of Flint's head. Flint's nose smashed into the handle of his broom and began to bleed.
"That will do!" shrieked Madam Hooch, zooming between them. "Penalty shot to Hufflepuff for an unprovoked attack on their Chaser! Penalty shot to Slytherin for deliberate damage to their Chaser!" "Come off it, Miss!" howled Anderson, but Madam Hooch blew her whistle and
Aishi flew forward to take the penalty. "Come on, Aishi!" yelled Lee into the silence that had descended on the crowd. "YES! SHE'S BEATEN THE KEEPER! TWENTY-ZERO TO HUFFLEPUFF!"
"THATS MY STUDENT!!" Dev cheered as Krishna, percy, and Regulus cheered for their kids. Even Harry cheered before he turned the Firebolt sharply to watch Flint, still bleeding freely,
fly forward to take the Slytherin penalty. Bletchley was hovering in front of the Hufflepuff goalposts, his jaw clenched. "'Course, Bletchley's a superb Keeper!" Lee Jordan told the crowd as Flint waited for Madam Hooch's whistle. "Superb! Very difficult to pass -- very difficult indeed -- YES! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! HE'S SAVED IT!"
Relieved, Harry zoomed away, gazing around for the Snitch, but still making sure he caught every word of Lee's commentary. He needed to hold pucey off the Snitch until Hufflepuff was more than fifty points up"Hufflepuff Diggory in possession, no, Slytherin in possession Malfoy got it -- no! Hufflepuff back in possession by Aishi and pass it--- and it's Holmes, homles for Hufflepuff with the Quaffle, she's streaking up the field -- THAT WAS DELIBERATE!" Montague, a Slytherin Chaser, had swerved in front of Katie, and instead of seizing the Quaffle had grabbed her head. Katie cartwheeled in the air, managed to stay on her broom, but dropped the Quaffle.
Madam Hooch's whistle rang out again as she soared over to Montague and began shouting at him. A minute later, Holmes had put another penalty past the Slytherin Seeker. "THIRTY-ZERO! TAKE THAT, YOU DIRTY, CHEATING --" "Jordan, if you can't commentate in an unbiased way --"
"I'm telling it like it is, Professor!" Harry felt a huge jolt of excitement. He had seen the Snitch it was shimmering at the foot of one of the Hufflepuff goal posts -- but he mustn't have caught it yet -- and if Pucey saw it -Faking a look of sudden concentration, Harry pulled his Firebolt around and sped off toward the Slytherin end -- it worked. Pucey went haring after him, clearly thinking Harry had seen the Snitch there.... WHOOSH.
One of the Bludgers came streaking past Harry's right ear, hit by the gigantic Slytherin Beater, Derrick. Then again WHOOSH. The second Bludger grazed Harry's elbow. The other Beater, Bole, was closing in. Harry had a fleeting glimpse of Bole and Derrick zooming toward him, clubs raised -- He turned the Firebolt upward at the last second, and Bole and Derrick collided with a sickening crunch. "oh that must have hurt gentlemen" Harry said before flying off.
"Ha haaa!" yelled Lee Jordan as the Slytherin Beaters lurched away from each other, clutching their heads. "Too bad, boys! You'll need to get up earlier than that to beat a Firebolt And it's Gryffindor in possession again, as Diggory takes the Quaffle -- Flint alongside him -- poke him
in the eye, Cedric! -- it was a joke, Professor, it was a joke -- oh no -- Flint in possession, Flint flying toward the Hufflepuff goalposts, come on now, Bletchley, save --!"
But Flint had scored; there was an eruption of cheers from the Slytherin end, and Lee swore so badly that Professor McGonagall tried to tug the magical megaphone away from him."Sorry, Professor, sorry! WoiA happened again! So, Hufflepuff in the lead, thirty points to ten, and Hufflepuff in possession --"it was turning into the dirtiest game Harry had ever played in. Enraged that Gryffindor had taken such an early lead, the Slytherins were rapidly resorting to any means to take the Quaffle. Bole tried to hit Aishi with his club but she dodged fast getting only hit on the foot and he got his own arm hit. Wesley elbowed Bole in the face in retaliation for Harry so he would not distracted from finding the snitch
Madam Hooch awarded both teams penalties, and Bletchley pulled off another spectacular save, making the score forty-ten to Gryffindor. The Snitch had disappeared again. Pucey was still keeping close to Harry as he soared over the match, looking around for it once Hufflepuff
was fifty points ahead - Aishi scored. Fifty-ten. Anderson and Wesley were swooping around
her, clubs raised, in case any of the Slytherins were thinking of revenge. Bole and Derrick took advantage of Fred's and George's absence to aim both Bludgers at Bletchley; they caught him in the stomach, one after the other, and he rolled over in the air, clutching his broom, completely winded.
Madam Hooch was beside herself"YOU DO NOT ATTACK THE KEEPER UNLESS THE QUAFFLE IS WITHIN THE SCORING AREA!" she shrieked at Bole and Derrick. "Hufflepuff penalty!"And Aishi scored. Sixty-ten. Moments later, Anderson pelted a Bludger at Warrington knocking the Quaffle Out of his hands; Aishi seized it and passed it to Diggory who put it through the Slytherin goal -- seventy-ten.
The Hufflepuff crowd below was screaming itself hoarse -- Hufflepuff was sixty points in the lead, and if Harry caught the Snitch now, the Cup was theirs. Harry could almost feel hundreds of eyes following him as he soared around the field, high above the rest of the game, with Pucey speeding along behind him. And then he saw it. The Snitch was sparkling twenty feet above him. Harry put on a huge burst of speed; the wind was roaring in his ears; he stretched out his hand, but suddenly, the Firebolt was slowing down -- Horrified, he looked around. Pucey had thrown himself forward, grabbed hold of the Firebolt's tail, and was pulling it back.
"You --" Harry was angry enough to hit Pucey, but couldn't reach -- Pucey was panting with the effort of holding onto the Firebolt, but his eyes were sparkling maliciously. He had achieved what he'd wanted to do -- the Snitch had disappeared again. Snape was annoyed with the Slytherin team's attitude so was Regulus whom Percy had to hold back to prevent him from blowing his cover. Draco was grateful he was on the reserved bench and watching the game as she waved a small yellow flag
"Penalty! Penalty to Hufflepuff! I've never seen such tactics." Madam Hooch screeched, shooting up to where Pucey was sliding back onto his Nimbus Two Thousand and One. "YOU CHEATING SCUM!" Lee Jordan was howling into the megaphone, dancing out of Professor McGonagall's reach. "YOU FILTHY, CHEATING B --" Professor McGonagall didn't even bother to tell him off She was actually shaking her finger in Pucey's direction, her hat had fallen off, and she too was shouting furiously that percy had to take notes on her swearing and dev looked at his friend in surprise and amazement.
Homles took Hufflepuff's penalty, but she was so angry she missed by several feet. The Hufflep team was losing concentration and the Slytherins, delighted by Pucey's foul on Harry, were being spurred on to greater heights. "Slytherin in possession, Slytherin heading for goal -- Montague scores --" Lee groaned. "Seventy- twenty to Hufflepuff..." Harry was now marking Pucey so closely their knees kept hitting each other. Harry wasn't going to let Pucey anywhere near the Snitch....
"Get out of it, Potter!" Pucey yelled in frustration as he tried to turn and found Harry blocking him. "Aishi Merha gets the Quaffle for Hufflepuff, come on, Aishi, COME ON!" Harry looked around. Every single Slytherin player apart from Pucey was streaking up the pitch toward Aishi, including the Slytherin Keeper-- they were all going to block her --HELLO NO NOT HIS GIRL.Harry wheeled the Firebolt around, bent so low he was lying flat along the handle, and kicked it forward. Like a bullet, he shot toward the Slytherins.
"AAAAAAARRRGH!" They scattered as the Firebolt zoomed toward them; Aishi's Way was clear. "SHE SCORES! SHE SCORES! Aishi leads by eighty Points to twenty!"Harry, who had almost pelted headlong into the stands, skidded to a halt in midair, reversed, and zoomed back into the middle of the field as Aishi gave him a flying kiss. And then he saw something to make his heart stand still. Pucey was diving, a look of triumph on his face -- there, a few feet above the grass below, was a tiny, golden glimmer Harry urged the Firebolt downward, but Pucey was miles ahead -
"Go! Go! Go!" Harry urged his broom. He was gaining on Pucey-- Harry flattened himself to the broom handle as Bole sent a Bludger at him -- he was at Pucey's ankles -- he was level --Harry threw himself forward, took both hands off his broom. He knocked Pucey's arm out of the way and -- "YES!"
He pulled out of his dive, his hand in the air, and the stadium exploded. Harry soared above the crowd, an odd ringing in his ears. The tiny golden ball was held tight in his fist, beating its wings
hopelessly against his fingers. Then Diggory was speeding toward him, half-blinded by tears; he seized Harry around the neck and sobbed unrestrainedly into his shoulder. Harry felt two large thumps as several team voices, "We've won the Cup! We've won the Cup!"
Tangled together in a many-armed hug, the Hufflepuff team sank, yelling hoarsely, back to earth. One broke of the hug, Aishi jumped into his arms and kissed him hard on the lips which made him feel he was on cloud nine.
Wave upon wave of Hufflepuff supporters was pouring over the barriers onto the field. Hands were raining down on their backs. Harry had a confused impression of noise and bodies pressing in on him. Then he, and the rest of the team, were hoisted onto the shoulders of the crowd. Thrust into the light, he saw Hagrid, Plastered with yellow rosettes -- "Yeh beat 'em, Harry, yeh beat 'em! Wait till I tell Buckbeak!" There was his mom Percy as she jumped on Krishna's back as they both cheered and waved at the couple before running to get something.
Regulus was running around crazy even spun snape in the air and Dev and McGonagall hugged in joy at the victory. The golden group where cheering like crazy even Draco who did not care for the glares from his team sent on his way
Professor Sprout was sobbing harder even than Diggory, wiping her eyes with an enormous Hufflepuff flag. Harry and Aishi were borne toward the stands, where his mom and Krishna stood waiting with the enormous Quidditch Cup. If only there had been a dementor around.... As sobbing Diggory passed Harry and Aishi the Cup, as they lifted it into the air in joy and happiness.
Harry even took a second kiss on the lips from his girlfriend.
Bonus
"YASSSSSSS BOOM! BABY!!!" James said cheering as there was a small quidditch-watching party in Hades' throne room of gods, the dead, and demigods.
"THAT'S MY DAUGHTER!!! DAD IS PROUD OF YOU!!!!!" Karan said as James tackled him for a hug as he cried.
"THAT'S MY DESCENDENTS!!!!!" hades said " THAT IS MY GRANDSON!" Poseidon said
"LEO PUT YOUR SHIRT ON MAN!!" Nico yelled tossing popcorn at leo " AWW COME ON MAN" Leo said. "PLUS HARRY GOT HIS FIRST REAL KISS FROM HIS GRIL! I TAUGHT HIM WELL!"
"LEO SHUT UP!" Piper yelled
"Hey Jason who punched your dad in the eye?" Frank said seeing Zeus with a black eye. "Karan cause Zeus was making a move on Priya and lily."
"that man had also judo flipped him" Annabeth said "I asking him to teach me to fight like that"
" LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!!!" Apollo said cranking up the tunes