-Choose your own adventure- Harry Potter Year 1

50. First Quidditch Game

A week later had passed and it was the breakfast before the big game of quidditch. Harry was too nervous to eat anything. "Ron's right, Harry." I said. "You're gonna need your strength today." I had especially felt really bad for Harry and the troll incident.

The troll smush Harry's face and had to be at the Hospital Wing for 5 days because he was unconscious the first 2. Where he started bleeding on his face, he still had the mark of it that was slowly healing. He was still weak but Harry insisted on still playing the upcoming quidditch game.

"I'm not hungry." He said. Professor Snape then sort of wished Harry good luck. He took one last look at all of us and left while limping. Since today all grades had a free period, they used that time to held the quidditch game. Everyone sat in their seats waiting for game to start.

Then out came flying green smears with numbers. All the Slytherin's in their aile were cheering as loudly while a couple of Ravenclaws were as well. Then red smears with numbers in which I looked closer, it was Oliver and Harry and more others. Everyone was cheering except for the Slytherin's. "Hello, welcome to Hogwarts. First quidditch game of the season. Slytherin vs. Gryffindor!" Said the announcer. Mostly everyone had their house color scarfs on because it was November and it was starting to get pretty cold.

Every team member took their places until Madam Hooch opened the box, flew out objects, and handed the Quaffle. "And the game begins!"

The game began with flying and ball throwing, Gryffindor scored the first goal. Everyone were flying and moving meanwhile Harry was just sitting there, watching the game. When a Slytherin team member threw the ball at I think was Olivier and he fell down his broom to the ground into the sand.

The Slytherin's made another Gryffindor girl fall again. Harry flew down to get the snitch when his broom was defaulting and moving by itself. Hermione got her binoculars, "it's Snape. He's jinxing the broom." Hermione whispered to me and Ron.

Harry almost fell of his broom, only his hand holding on for fear life and considering his condition. Meanwhile Hermione said she was going to try and fix it. She eventually did and Harry got back on his broom. He went flying for the snitch as did the Slytherin's seeker down on the grass but he was going far too fast.

When the Slytherin seeker bumped Harry and Harry fell off his broom but lucky for him, he was close to the ground. The Slytherin seeker Terence Higgs went after the snitch and caught it.

"Slytherin wins!" Announced Madam Hooch. All the Slytherin's cheered for Terence while some even booed. Madam Promfey went to get all the injured team mates including Harry once again even through right after he just got out of there.

Hermione, Ron and I visited Harry again in the Hospital Wing. "I'm bad luck, I say. Bad things keep happening to me." Harry complained. Because Harry's injuries weren't as bad as others, he got out of there in just 3 days. We went to the Great Hall to eat when we heard the Malfoy voice.

"What's the matter, Potter? Got a little headache?" We heard him say and his friends snickered.

"Ignore them." Hermione said.

We spent the remaining month of November and middle of December wondering and searching for the name of Nicholas Flamel at the library but no luck. It was almost Christmas and winter break and Professor McGonagall was taking people's names down to see who was going to stay at Hogwarts over winter break and spend Christmas there.

She did this during one lunch. Hermione turned to me. "Are you going to stay over break?" She asked.

"I don't know yet." I turned to the boys. "What about you guys?"

"I'm staying." Said Ron. "Charlie's gone off to Romania and my family is gonna visit him over there but I don't wanna go and neither do Fred or George."

"And I'm never wanted back at the Dursleys so."

I heard snickering behind us to find it was Malfoy. "I do feel so sorry," said Malfoy, "for all those people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because they're not wanted at home."

"Aw, we're all glad to know you have a heart." I told him back sarcastically. My group laughed and Malfoy turned pissed off into the opposite direction.

Professor McGonagall then came to our table and then to us. Both Harry and Ron signed the list to stay at Hogwarts. "What about you, Ms. l/n?"

Go home for Holidays - pg. 52
Stay at Hogwarts - pg. 53