The final Quidditch match of the year had finally arrived and excitement was buzzing through the school. There was only fifty points in it and everyone was curious if Gryffindor could pull it off. James, Amanda and Sirius were all a little disheartened for this would be the last match they played, for they were all joining the Ministry as Aurors after graduation. As they sat, fro the last time, in the Gryffindor locker rooms, James stood up to give his last speech as captain.
“I know we can do it! Let me leave on a high!” James roared, while the team cheered and laughed.
They flew out on the pitch to the sound of cheers, although they knew the Slytherins were booing, even if they couldn’t hear them. Madame Robson called for the captains to shake hands, blew her whistle and they were off. Sirius flew forward the grabbed the quaffle and streaked of toward the Ravenclaw goal. No sooner had he scored that Madame Robson had blown her whistle, signaling the end of the match. As he looked on in confusion, the rest of the team were cheering as they made their way back to the pitch and the Gryffindor supporters were streaming on to the pitch. Bewildered, Sirius too made his way to solid ground. As soon as he touched down, Amanda ran over and pulled him into a hug.
“We did it! We wan again! The cup is ours!” she cheered happily.
“What happened?” he asked, confused.
“Just as you scored, James caught the snitch! We wan 160-0!” she explained.
“Oh right!” he muttered.
It took mere seconds for the realization to sink in and soon he too was jumping and cheering like and idiot, along with the other Gryffindors. James made his way to Dumbledore and collected the Cup once again. The smile on his face was so broad! Amanda knew he was happy. His one wish was to win the Quidditch cup in his last year and he had done it!
Gryffindor house celebrated well into the night. The difference in everyone was unbelievable. They were all happy and smiling. It was unusual to see everyone like this, for lately they had very little to celebrate. With the threat of Voldemort increasing daily, most students had become very morose. It was nice to see the whole house happy. It was well after midnight and the celebrations were still in full swing.
“Will you keep it down!” a voice bellowed. The students turned to see a rather angry Professor McGonagall in the door way. “Potter, Evans what is the meaning of this?” she demanded. Lily bit her lip nervously, but James step forward.
“Professor, I’m very sorry for the disturbance but we were celebrating the Quidditch victory today.”
“Right. And how long were you planning on continuing them for?” she asked.
“I don’t know Professor.” James muttered.
“Do I still have time to join in?” she asked, smiling.
“Of course!” James declared jovially.
The sight of Professor McGonagall laughing and joking with the students definitely became the highlight of the night, until Professor Dumbledore joined in as well. To say the least, it was a rather enjoyable night.
~~~~The Next Day~~~~
The students of Gryffindor would have loved nothing more than to spend the Sunday lazing around the common room, or the grounds. But sadly, it wasn’t an option. Exams were only weeks away, and many students had started revising. Lily was one of them.
“At least make up a plan!” Lily moaned.
“Nah, I’d rather not!” Michelle replied.
“Come on! Don’t make me do it!” Lily grumbled, glaring at her three friends.
“Lily, we aren’t making you do it!” Natalie pointed out.
“You know what I mean.” She moaned.
“No, we really don’t.” Amanda smiled.
“Oh I give up!” she declared, before collecting her things and leaving.
“Peace at last!” Michelle cried joyfully.
“Yeah, but for how long!” Natalie laughed.
Things continued in that vain for the next week, until Lily finally got them to cave in. They only did it to shut her up. However, they did start revising as the exams were drawing ever closer.
For some reason, it seemed to the students that time was moving extra fast as the exams reared their ugly head. Once again, the castle was submerged in an eerie silence as students spent their free time trying to cram more knowledge into their already full minds. If Amanda thought Lily was bad last year, it was nothing compared to this year. She hardly spoke to anyone, unless is it was to shout or deduct house points from noisy students.
Not only did Amanda hate the idea of exams, the idea of leaving Hogwarts was pulling at her heart strings. The idea of growing up, and getting a job was scary to say the least and she didn’t like it one bit. Even worse, was the idea of being in a world without the protection from Voldemort.
A/N Its short i know, but i dont care! Two chapters left, sniff!
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