A/N: Hello...thanks for all the reviews everyone you are so nice!!!! Oh and don't worry Daisy there will be plenty of H/g in later chapters and some in this one!!!!! Oh and how did Ron afford the necklace you ask? Ha! You'll find soon enough.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was the day after the Hogsmead trip, a Saturday, and everyone was at lunch right now. Chatter and laughter filled the hall, making it seem peaceful and inviting for once. "Harry!" Harry turned in his seat to see Katie Bell walking over, "Yea Katie?" She sat down next to him and said with excitement in her voice, "We're having our first game today!" "What!" Harry said choking on his juice. "Yea...I know its really late to be having our first game but Professor Dumbledore has been insisting for some time that we postpone. He has consented however, and said that we may have our game today.... that's what Angelina told me anyway." "Oh..." said Harry his head spinning slightly. "Yea well...I have to go tell Ginny, meet you on the pitch at four ok?" Harry just nodded and Katie walked off towards Ginny. "Your first match!" Ron said his eyes glowing excitedly, "Ginny's first ever game!" "Yea...Ginny..." Harry said distractedly. "Harry? Who are you against?" Hermione asked him. "Us." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Us Potter...us." said Draco Malfoy from behind him. "Oh great..." Fred moaned into his porridge, "it's to early to put up with these gits." "Yes, well...prepare to be flattened Potter." Draco said laughing but then, catching sight of Ginny, he smirked, "Hey Weaslette! Ready for the game?" "Yes.... I'm ready to win!" she said defiantly. "Are you...well if you have another...fall...like you did at practice then well, we'll see who survives the trip won't we?" Laughing at his joke he walked off. "Now I'm not only going to beat him, " Ginny started savagely, "I'm going to murder him and then bury his smirking face!" "That's our sister!" Commented Fred and George to everyone, who happened to be listening, "Trained her well we have." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two hours later Harry was walking towards the Qudditch Pitch with Ginny at his side. "Nervous?" He whispered to her. "Very." She answered back, pressing her shaking hands together lightly. "Yea me too." Ginny looked up at him in surprise, "You? You're nervous over a Quidditch match?" Harry looked down at her, "Yea...why wouldn't I be?" "Well...it just that you never seemed nervous before and well, I mean Harry come on, with everything else you have gone through." Harry looked back at her, an unreadable expression on his face, "Yea well I am and just because I've...gone through other things...that...that doesn't make me any braver or different you know." "I...I know...I'm just saying how unlikely it seemed that's all." Harry just nodded a queer feeling in his chest. He couldn't believe that Ginny, Ginny of all people, never seemed to notice his nerves. But then...he had never really talked to Ginny much before this summer, so she couldn't possibly know that much about him. But... he wanted her to. For some strange reason he really wanted to her to. He snapped back to the real world when he felt a tug on the arm, "Harry! Come on! We have to get ready." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meanwhile Ron and Hermione were seated not to far away in stands. "How do you reckon Ginny'll do?" Ron asked her. "Fine I suppose, Harry said she's been wonderful all throughout practice." "Yea...you know I wonder sometimes..." He trailed off. "What?" Hermione questioned. "Well...if Ginny and Harry could ever like each other." He said almost sheepishly. Hermione's mouth dropped open slightly and she blinked, "You.... you....why do you wonder that Ron?" "Well its so obvious that Ginny still likes him and I don't know, Harry is really nice to her so maybe..." Hermione shook her head, "I don't know Ron, its possible..." Turning away she smiled to herself. Ron wasn't that thick after all... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Our players walked out onto the pitch amid loud cheering and some booing. Harry walked out proudly, the same old excitement stealing over him. Ginny he noted was pale as pale could be, but with another dazzling smile plastered on her face. Fred and George were busy yelling out to the crowd as a disapproving Angelina stood nearby. Alicia and Katie were whispering hurriedly over some play, gesturing with their hands. Minutes later the whistle sounded and up everyone flew the sounds of the stadium mentally switched off for them. Lee Jordan was again commenting, but as usual a little too much.... "And there goes the fantastic Alicia! What a Chaser folks! Boy I'd like to just ki-" "Jordan!" Professor Mcgonagall said, "Stick to the game for once will you!" "Yes, right Professor. Lets see...Katie Bell has the Quaffle now...she's open, flying at the goal and.... SHE SCORES!!!!! Yes that's 10-0 Gryffindors!!!!" The stadium went wild at his comment, his voice drowned out by the cheering. "Well I see this is quite a game," said a voice from behind Ron. Ron and Hermione looked behind them to see Professor Lupin and Professor Fig now sitting there. "Hello Professor Lupin; Professor Fig." said Hermione brightly. "Hello dear.... how is the game getting on?" Professor Fig asked them. Hermione opened her mouth to answer but Ron jumped in before her, "Oh its great! Gryffindor is up by a goal and with Harry and Ginny together they can't lose." Professor Lupin smiled at Ron, "Together hmm? Yes well, they do seem to work well on the field don't they Arabella?" "Very." she said peering pointedly over her glasses at him, "Very." Hermione looked quickly between the two teachers, a feeling that they knew something she didn't was overtaking her. Ron looked quizzical too, but not as observant you could say. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The game dragged on for hours, 30-20 Gryffindor. Lee Jordan had been commenting for quite a while, but he was really saying nothing fairly interesting. But then...."Finally! Captain Angelina Johnson has the Quaffle! She's speeding towards the goal, open it looks...." Angelina sped for the goal and just as she reached it a Slytherin passed her by, hitting her hard in the side. She cartwheeled in mid air, losing possession of the Quaffle. Fred got very angry at this and beat the club at the Slytherin's head instead of the Blugder. His action was overlooked however, because Lee Jordan chose that moment to stand up and say, "FOUL! Nasty foul and a penalty shot for Angelina.... she goes for it.... GOAL! GOAL FOR THE GRYFFINDORS! 40-20! Everyone was on their feet as Angelina pumped her fist in the air and stuck her tongue out at the Slytherins in defiance. Fred laughed and yelled, "That's why you don't mess with the CAPTAIN!" Harry was watching this from farther above, his ears listening but his eyes looking for the snitch. Malfoy at the moment seemed to be near the Gryffindor goal post. Harry flew down thinking he had seen the snitch, but realized a moment later he was wrong. Draco was tormenting Ginny, trying to distract her. She, Harry noticed with satisfaction, was completely ignoring him and not responding. Harry soared down even lower, just in time to catch Draco latest remark, "Weaslette... determined to win are you? Well if that goody too shoes Harry doesn't catch the snitch you won't." Harry felt anger rush to his face but said nothing as Ginny remarked, "Oh really Draco? Well at least goody too shoes Harry is LOOKING! Do you think the snitch is going to magically fly into your hand by standing here!" Draco looked smug then alarmed a minute later as he saw Harry streak by him. Draco wen t immediately after him thinking of course, that he had seen the snitch. Harry dove as fast as he could towards the ground, his hand outstretched. Making sure that Draco was right behind him Harry turned upward sharply in a spectacular Wonski Feint. Poor Draco was concentrating too hard on the ground to notice Harry pull up and moments later, found himself pummeled into it. Dazed and shaking he pulled himself up, his left arm hurting him. He looked up to see everyone stopping and staring awestruck at him and Harry circling overhead . Medi wizards were rushing out and Draco finally realized that Potter had tricked him, pulling a rather good Wonski Feint. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Potter pulled a great Wonski feint just now everyone! Draco Malfoy of the Slytherin Team seems to be a little injured from it, but the Medi wizards say there is no need to stop the game... too bad. Now does everyone know the history of the Wonski Feint? Well..." And Lee Jordan was off again, no even trying to listen to him this time. They were either focused on Harry or Draco at the moment. Draco was struggling to get back up towards Harry who was speeding off to the left. Harry had seen the snitch for real this time and Draco knew it. Harry sped towards it, hand outstretched. He could see it glistening and sparkling in the sun and Harry needed to get to it. With a final burst if speed he felt his hand close around it and he stopped in mid air, a smile spreading across his face. The Gyffindors went wild at this, circling and twirling wildly. Ginny flew over to Harry clapping her hands, "Harry! Harry we did it!" "Yea...we did!" Harry said enthusiastically. Fred and Angelina were yelling and Katie and Alicia were hugging as George circled around everyone. The stadium erupted into loud cheering and clapping as Lee Jordan stopped his history lesson to shout; "They won! The Gryffindors won 190-20!" Draco hung his head at this, knowing that once again he failed, "Just like everything else." He muttered, flying off to change. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later at Dinner in the Great Hall the whole school was still abuzz with talk of the game and Harry's "move".Ron never did stop congratulating him and Hermione was even obsessing over it. Everyone else threw comments to Ginny about her saves during the game too. Dumbledore stood up just as dinner was finishing, "Students," he said, "I would like to congratulate the Gryffindors on their win and take this time to tell you that in about ten days we are going to have another Yule Ball! Last year's was a tremendous success, so why not have another? You all know the rules so see you there!" Everyone's jaw dropped as they looked around. Some people already began to ask others as the bell rang. Harry had no idea whom to ask yet, but he knew he had to very soon. Ron kept throwing sidelong glances at Hermione, a debating look on his face. Ginny was smiling to herself, just thinking. Once the hall was empty. Professor Mcgonagall pulled over Dumbledore and said, "Another Yule Ball Headmaster! But there isn't any Tri-wizard Tournament! And can we honestly relax like that... now!" Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Minerva, there is no immediate danger yet, Serevous has reported as much anyway, so...I'm going to let the students enjoy themselves while they still can." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: OOH!!! Another Yule Ball!!! So...what did you think...Plz R&R!!!