Siriusly, Voldy? *Sequel to Why? Because of Them.*

Chapter 31: Say, The Broom Looks Familiar.

Quidditch Game

        Sitting in the teacher's booth under a cover, we watched as the students, including Autumn (and may I say, was I proud), raced on their brooms during the rainy Quidditch game. Umbrellas flew around as well, blocking the sight of some of the students. 

"Yeahh!!! Woohoo! Go Harry! Go Autumn!" I heard Ron and Hermione scream.

"Go Gryffindor!" I hear coming from someone else.

I watched as the seekers from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff were chasing after the little golden Snitch, really far and high up from the Quidditch pitch. Everybody gasped as they saw a lightning bolt strike the Hufflepuff seeker and he fell, but Harry flew even higher. And soon, he went out of view. 

Minutes seemed long where no one saw the Gryffindor seeker, and the rain as well as the flood was covering the rest of the players. 

However, black hooded figures were seen far away, and a silhouette of a thirteen year old boy in red and yellow showed itself falling down from the sky. The audience held their breath for a moment, noticing that Harry Potter was getting closer to the ground. 

Everyone in the teacher's booth, including me, stood up to see what the deal was, and then Dumbledore sent a spell flying towards that direction. 

~~~~~~~~Several Hours Later~~~~~~~~~~~~

Harry's friends were crowded around the white bed in the Hospital Wing that held the one and only Harry Potter. 

"He looks a bit peaky." Ron mumbled.

"What do you mean? Peaky?" Fred started.

"What did you expect?" George continued. 

"He fell over a hundred feet." 

"Yeah. C'mon Ron, let's throw you over the Astronomy Tower."

"And see what you look like." Fred finished finally. 

"Probably a lot better than he normally does." Harry joked. They all turned to him in happiness and surprise.

"Are you feeling okay?" I asked him, after he sat up a bit. 

"Oh, Brilliant." Harry said and I smiled at him. 

I zoned out a bit as they talked about Quidditch - Fred, George, Autumn, Ron. and Harry. 

Then, Ron opened the cover of Harry's broom that broke into many pieces, beyond repair. Harry stared at it, surprised, and unsure of what to say. I broke the awkward silence. 

"Harry, Madame Pomfrey allows you to leave the Hospital Wing, you're in good shape. And just in time too, since it's lunch." I chuckled. Harry nodded, still with the aftershock of the broom. I waved goodbye to the students and left to the Great Hall, reminding them that they should get a move on as well. 

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At Lunch

I looked at my watch and furrowed my eyebrows together, a bit confused.

"Where are the owls...? They should be here by now."

I looked up at Dumbledore this time and he just chuckled. I was seated to his right today.

"Sapphire, three hundred owls can't disappear all at the same time. Never fear, my dear." I laughed at his rhyming skills and heard the faint sound of hundreds of fluttering wings coming closer with every second. That sound had always calmed me down.

"Have you heard from your husband?"

'Your husband' shattered my little safe cloud of thoughts.

"No. I have not." I answered back, regretting my harsh tone the moment I said what I had. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him lean back and slowly shake his head.

"I'll be damned if he contacts Harry before you."

I groaned a bit to myself and watched the owls throw down envelopes and parcels to each student. Some got loads, some very little to none. The Gryffindor table caught my eye. A huge broom-shaped parcel landing near Harry. His eyes widened at this. How can someone know that his broom was just broken and then got it at such short notice?

He opened it up and all the students gathered around it.

It turned out to be a Firebolt, the new broom. I looked at it from a distance. The quality of packaging looked familiar.

And the dementors in the middle of the Quidditch pitch wouldn't show up for nothing...

This broom had to come from one person and one person only.

It all clicked into place.

And for once, I was angry at Sirius Black, even though he wasn't here.

A/N: Sorry this took so long! :( But thanks for being so so patient with my bad time management haha. So as you can see, this chapter was from the movie, and the ending with the book, with the timing of when Harry got the broom in specific. In the movie, he gets it in the end, while in the book, its earlier.

Okay.