Harry saw Oliver Wood.
'Today is the day in which everyone will celebrate Gryffindor house winning the Hogwarts Cup this year, Harry. You are a great seeker, like your father James. Okay-', Wood started to say, then he stopped talking. On the pitch was Marcus Flint. In his right hand was a parchment.
'What's this, Marcus? Something is wrong, isn't it'.
'Yes, Harry is a rule breaker. Madam Hooch will be referring her last match'. Harry shook his head; Madam Hooch was fair, and didn't like bad behavior. 'Let's play, Flint', he said.
'Fine', Flint said.
He was dressed in his Slytherin green robes, and wore his uniform. He waved at the other Slytherin wizards, and witches, then he saw Lucius Malfoy. He smirked, and sat in his seat. 'Everyone grab your brooms...And go up!', Madam Hooch yelled. Harry was in the air, and was looking for the gold colored Snitch; he was sure nothing bad was going to happen now. 309Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc8H7R8bWpE
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The dinging of points came in a hurry.
Harry opened his right hand, and grabbed the snitch.
Everyone cheered, and he knew that he had saved the day again, leaving Lucius Malfoy to leave early, and he had a new house elf, Kreacher, who served Tom Marvolo Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort. With him was Wormtail, the Servant of the Dark Lord, who shook his head, as they left to go to Knockturn Alley, to deal with business of an evil nature.
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