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Chapter 12 - The Final Match

This is a story about my original character, Kit Johnson. Her and Ivygreane's character, Cyrus Riddle, embark on adventure's through romance and dangers in Hogwarts.

Chapter 12 - The Final Match

Chapter 12 - The Final Match
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Kit was anxious, the last Quiddich game of the season was approaching quickly. She was very hopeful that they would win the Quiddich Cup this year. Their last game was going to be against Gryfindor for the final match of the year. It was all down to Harry and Kit for the Cup.
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Kit glanced at Cyrus during breakfast on the morning of the match. He looked pretty relaxed for his chaser position. Kit looked back down at her half-empty plate. She had already eaten her hash browns. She downed a full glass of orange juice before she heard the chanting. The whole residence of the Great Hall turned in their seats to see the source of the raucous. The entire Gryfindor quiddich team, with the exception of Cyrus, was chanting a pre-victory run.
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<i>Gryfindor, Gryfindor, we will win!</i>
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<i>Our keeper won't let the quaffle in!</i>
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<i>Slytherin, we'll make you pay!</i>
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<i>Harry Potter will save the day!</i>
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<i>Watch our chasers speed with pride!</i>
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<i>Our great teamwork with leave you behind!</i>
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<i>Fred and George will beat you up!</i>
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<i>Great Gryfindor will win the Cup!</i>
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The Slytherin table was outraged. They stood up in protest and starting cursing rudely at the Gryfindors. The professors had to come to the tables to stop several attempted fights that broke out. A pair of Slytherins actually managed to corner a larger, more ferocious Gryfindor, who in turn punched them both in the face. The Slytherins howled in rage and attempted to use unforgivable curses, but their bloody noses caused them to say “cwoothio”. The 3 boys were all sent to the Hospital Wing and were going to have their parents notified of their actions. The attitudes became bitter between the two houses now. No one person could trust another kid from a different house. Tension rose even more as the match was less than an hour away. Kit didn't talk to Cyrus at all that day, due to several buff Gryfindors threatening to beat the snot out of her if she came within twenty feet of another Gryfindor. She stayed well out of the way. Cyrus, who was never one to take sides, even chose that Gryfindors were superior to everyone else. Kit highly disapproved of this fighting. <i>Uh oh! The match is in 5 minutes! I better scat!</i> Kit bolted down the hallways, knocking papers from unsuspecting students to the ground. She ran into the Slytherin changing room to throw her emerald green robes on. She looked down at the beautifully embroidered snitch on the back of the robes before she tugged the robes down over her head. She tied her hair up in a neat ponytail and grabbed her Firebolt. She went over and stood behind the brawny captain. He was the size of a cow compared to Kit. She blew a stray blonde hair out of her eyes as the door to the pitch opened and the sunlight filtered in. The sound of the roaring crowd rose as the Slytherin and Gryfindor teams filed onto the pitch. The two captains reluctantly shook hands and then the 14 players mounted their brooms. Madame Hooch blew the whistle and the teams were off. Over the roars of the crowd, Kit heard the Gryfindor chants.
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<i>Gryfindor, Gryfindor, we will win!</i>
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<i>Harry Potter will save the day!</i>
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She shook off her pessimistic feelings about the game. She took off after she saw a slash of gold cut in front of her. She heard Lee Jordan announcing the game's progress. “ And Johnson sees the snitch! There goes Potter too! Yeah Potter! Oh… sorry professor… no I wasn't siding against Slytherin… no… Oh! There goes Angelina Johnson with the quaffle. 10 points for Gryfindor! Angelina is probably the best chaser on the field… and best looking girl too. She still won't go out with me… oh… I'm sorry professor. The score is Slytherin 110 and Gryfindor is at 80. Come on Gryfindor!” Kit took her focus off of the crowd and focused on the snitch that was fluttering nearly 5 feet from her. She saw a flash of crimson on her right and a flash of gold on her left. She was out of luck… the Gryfindor beaters had cornered her. She glanced at the golden snitch in front of her and saw Harry reach for it. He missed it by a mere inch and then Kit gasped. The two bludgers were headed for Fred and George. They hit them and all Kit remembered seeing was a flash of silvery-black and then her vision went completely black.
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