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Dipper: I don't have the energy for this

Mabel: for what?

Dipper: *gestures vaguely*

Mabel: do you think birds get sad they don’t have arms?

Dipper: well, do you get sad that you don’t have wings?

Mabel: *tearing up* every single day

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Moon and Stars- chapter 5

All Gryffindors were thrilled when the portrait was fixed, but not so much when Sir Cadogan and his fat horse took over.

Dipper didn't mind the riddle like passwords once or twice a day, gave him something to look forward to. Fred and George on the other hand... they hated it.

"He's a lunatic!" They exclaimed together.

Dipper sent them a pointed look. "Be nice," He scolded, "he was the only one who was brave enough to take the position." He yawned. "Be grateful."

Fred rolled his blue eyes while George pouted. "I just want to get into the common room before a quidditch match." He whined.

Dipper sighed. "I understand, but soon it'll all be back to normal."

The weather had unfortunately worsened steadily as the first match came near. They had all been training hard and on their final training session before the saturday's match, Oliver gave his team some news.

"We're not playing Slytherin!" he said. "Flint's just been to see me. We're playing Hufflepuff instead."

"Why?" chorused the rest of the team.

"Flint's excuse is that their Seeker's arm's still injured," said Wood, "But it's obvious why they're doing it. Don't want to play in this weather. Think it'll damage their chances..."

Strong wind and thunder rumble the sky.

"There's nothing wrong with their seeker's arm!" said Harry furiously. "He's faking it!"

"I know that, but we can't prove it," said Wood bitterly, "And we've been practicing all those moves assuming we're playing Slytherin, and instead it's Hufflepuff, and their style's quite different. They've got a new Captain and Seeker, Cedric Diggory -"

The girls gigled.

"He's that tall, good-looking one, isn't he?" said Angelina.

"Strong and silent," said Katie, and they started to giggle again.

"He's only silent because he's too thick to string two words together," said Fred impatiently. "I don't know why you're worried, Oliver, Hufflepuff is a pushover. Last time we played them, Harry caught the Snitch in about five minutes, remember?"

"We were playing in completely different conditions!" Wood shouted, "Diggory's put a very strong side together! He's an excellent Seeker! I was afraid you'd take it like this! We mustn't relax! We must keep our focus! Slytherin is trying to wrong-foot us! We must win!"

"Oliver, calm down!" George exclaimed, "We're taking Hufflepuff very seriously. Seriously."

And the days for the first Quidditch has finally come, but the weather according to everyone else, was the worst. The twins and Dipper sat in the Great Hall, all eating breakfast, the noise of the strom getting louder and louder. Then the rest of the team turned up.

Hermione, Ron, and Draco all walked in and Dipper ended up sliding to sit by them while the quidditch team chatted.

"It's going to be a tough one," said Wood, who wasn't eating anything.

"Stop worrying, Oliver," said a player, Alicia, soothingly, "we don't mind a bit of rain."

"Yeah well, I'm more worried about the lightning." said George.

But it seem the storm didn't stop the whole school from watching the match. And just before they entered the locker room they all saw the two Slytherins, Carbbe and Goyle, laughing and pointing at Harry from under their umbrella.

They all changed into their scarlet robes, and they waited for a speech from Wood, but it didn't come. Althought he tried a few times, made an odd gulping noise, then shook his head hopelessly, and beckoned them to follow him.

The wind was so strong, making them staggered on their way to the field. And thunder roared above their heads, making some look up, worried. The Hufflepuffs approached him from the other side of the field, in their yellow robes. The two team captain walked up, shaked hand. Madam Hooch spoke."Mount Your brooms."

Once they were all set, Madam Hooch blew her whistle, and they all rose fast, up in the sky.

Only in a few minutes, both teams were already soaked with water. Fred and George managed to knock the bulgers away a few times, and before they knew it, Wood signal the whole team to get down the ground.

"I called for time-out!" Wood roared at his team. "Come on, under here -"

Harry took off his glass, wiped them.

"What's the score?"

"We're fifty points up," said Wood, "but unless we get the Snitch soon, we'll be playing into the night."

"I've got no chance with these on," Harry said desperately.

But that very moment, Hermione appeared at Harry's shoulder, holding her cloak.

"I've had an idea, Harry! Give me your glasses, quick!"

Harry handed it to Hermione, and she tapped it with her wand and said "Impervius!"

"There!" she said, handling it back to Harry "They'll repel water!"

"Brilliant!" Wood called, "Okay, team, let's go for it!"

And for the look, it seem Hermione's spell work perfectly. Dipper, Draco, Hermione, and Ron watched as Katie recieved the Quaffle from Angelina, Katie looping around, causing two Hufflepuff chasers crashed into each other, and before she was blocked, she made a shot, and scored.

"10 POITNS FOR GRYFFINDOR!" shouted the commentator.

And the match continued.

"Harry!" Fred looked back to see Wood shouting "Harry, behind you!"

Cedric was gaining his speed, and Harry threw himself down, right after Cedric to get the Snitch. But there was this silence fill the whole field.

Dementors

And Harry was falling throught the icy mist. He was no near stopping, or even slowing down. But Professor Dumbledor has stop Harry from hitting the ground.

~

"Lucky the ground was so soft." said George.

"No, lucky Professor Dumbledore was fast enough." Dipper commented.

"I thought he was dead for sure." said Fred.

"But he didn't even break his glasses." George pointed out.

Harry slowly open his eyes.

"That was the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life." said Hermione.

"Harry!" Exclaimed Fred "How're you feeling?"

"What happened?" said Harry, sitting up.

"You fell off," said George. "Must've been - what - fifty feet?"

"We thought you'd died," said Alicia, who was shaking.

"But the match," said Harry. "What happened? Are we doing a replay?"

No one said a thing.

"We didn't - lose?"

"Diggory got the Snitch after you fell. He didn't realize what had happened. When he looked back and saw you on the ground, he tried to call it off. Wanted a rematch. But they won fair and square...even Wood admits it." Angelina told him.

"Where is Wood?" said Harry.

"Still in the showers," said Fred. "We think he's trying to drown himself."

"C'mon, Harry, you've never missed the Snitch before."

"There had to be one time you didn't get it," said George.

"It's not over yet," said Fred. "We lost by a hundred points."

"Right? So if Hufflepuff loses to Ravenclaw and we beat Ravenclaw and Slytherin..."

"Hufflepuff'll have to lose by at least two hundred points," George told him.

"But if they beat Ravenclaw..."

"No way, Ravenclaw is too good. But if Slytherin loses against Hufflepuff..." Fred said.

"It all depends on the points - a margin of a hundred either way -"

"The point is," Dipper cut in, "the chance for you guys to win is still there, just slim."

Harry just lay there, not saying a word. And after a long ten minutes, Madam Pomfrey come to tell the team to leave.

"We'll come and see you later," Fred told him. "Don't beat yourself up. Harry, you're still the best Seeker we've ever had."

The team and Dipper left, all but Draco, Hermione and Ron stayed behind with Harry. They moved nearer to Harry's bed.

"Dumbledore was really angry," Hermione said,"I've never seen him like that before. He ran onto the field as you fell, waved his wand, and you sort of slowed down before you hit the ground. Then he whirled his wand at the Dementors. Shot silver stuff at them. They left the stadium right away...He was furious they'd come onto the grounds. We heard him -"

"Then he magicked you onto a stretcher," said Ron. "And walked up to school with you floating on it. Everyone thought you were..."

"Dead." mumbled Draco. But it seem no one notice what he just said. Harry looked at the three.

"Did someone get my Nimbus?" Harry said.

The three looked each other.

"Er -"

"What?" said Harry, looked worry.

"Well...when you fell off, it got blown away," said Hermione hesitantly.

"And?"

"And it hit - it hit - oh, Harry - it hit the Whomping Willow."

"And?" said Harry, but it seem he already knows what happened.

"Well, you know the Whomping Willow," said Ron. "It - it doesn't like being hit."

"Professor Flitwick brought it back just before you came around," said Hermione.

"It broke into pieces made," said Draco, "sorry mate."

And Hermione reached down her feet for a bag, turned it upside down, and tipped dozens of splintered wood and twig down onto the bed.