"Head over Feet" Part 3 (completed)
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forgottenbennetDisclaimer, nothing you recognize here is mine, it's a mixture from the Harry Potter movies and books. I added a small bit of dialogue from the PoA movie and Book that was just too good not to put into the fic., which the grand and glorious Jo Rowling owns. I don't own any of the pretty Gryffindor boys, she does. ;)
PS: Ouchy!!! You'd be surprised what I can pull out of my head if I beat it again a brick wall long enough, lol. And now I already have a bit of an idea for Part 4.......
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Harry Potter didn't feel very alive at all, at the moment. Right now he felt like Buckbeak had just trampled him soundly into the mud, and he was pretty sure that he must've looked like it too. Harry didn't want to open his eyes just yet but he had heard whispered voices, he barely made out the name "Diggory" and a few other whispered words before he realized that he must've crashed into Cedric from his fall. He moaned softly at the thought, he hadn't meant to take anyone down with him, not that he could help it anyway, but then he heard Cedric's faint voice say something he couldn't make out, Harry let out a small sigh of relief, at least he hadn't killed him by falling into him. Those Dementors, those damned Dementors! Had they not showed up, the match would've been won by somebody and neither of them would be in the hospital wing right now!
While Harry was contemplating this he heard a familiar voice above him...Was that Ron and the twins?
"Looks a bit peaky doesn't he?"
"Peaky?"
"What did you expect?"
"He fell over a hundred feet."
"Let's walk you off the Astronomy Tower and see what you look like."
"Probably a sight better than he normally does." Harry managed to say softly as his eyes slowly opened and focused themselves on his friends and teammates, who were all looking worriedly at him, even as they were teasing Ron. Harry sat up slowly in his bed, having Hermione fuss over him as if she were a mother hen. "What happened?" Ron looked at him strangely. "Well, you fell off your broom." Harry smirked a little," I figured that out Ron. I mean did Hooch call the match, are we doing to do a replay or what, and where's Wood? Did someone get my broom," and then he glanced over to the bed on his right, "and what happened to Cedric?" They all goggled at him wondering where he'd found the energy to ask so many questions in the same breath.
"Well, Wood is still in the showers ." Fred shrugged, "We think he's trying to drown himself. Hooch decided to have a rematch later on when everyone is right as rain again." George playfully winked at him as he picked up his twins stray thought. "As for your broom well....." the twins looked anywhere but at Harry neither wanting be the bearer of bad news or to see the look on Harry's face when Ron told him what happened to his Nimbus 2000.
"Well when you fell off your broom, the wind blew it straight into the Whomping Willow,and... you know how the Willow doesn't like being hit." Harry went pale imagining the tree smashing his broom literally into toothpicks," But blimey Harry," Ron continued not even noticing the look on Harry's face from that news "when you fell off of it, the whole school went quiet. You were falling almost too fast for anyone to really do anything. But Cedric Diggory, he had the snitch right in his sights, but when he saw you falling like that, he turned his broom around and went after you instead. Caught you with about twenty feet to spare too, but it didn't work out as well as we all hoped. He tried to catch you with one arm, and I thought Fred and George were mental." That earned Ron a smack upside the head from one of the twins but Ron being used to it did nothing and went on again, " Which shocked everyone 'cause they thought for sure Cedric wouldn't pass up the chance to grab the snitch right in front of his own nose. But now the Hufflepuffs haven't even come to visit him. I mean, pissed at him I reckon for not winning the game for them while he had the chance I suppose." Ron looked awkward as he laid the bundle of sticks and twigs in his arms on the table beside Harry.
Harry was shocked to say the least, both at the state of his trusted Nimbus 2000 as he reached over and ran a thumb over a stray twig of his battered and broken broomstick, wondering why at the same time, that Cedric had saved him like he did. He looked over to the bed next to his and saw that Cedric was well out of it but nobody seemed concerned about him at the moment, none of his teammates nor housemates were there by his bedside as he slept. But Harry was he was thankful Cedric had at least tried to catch him and that he was safe as well.
Harry frowned for a moment, "Wait, what did you mean by 'tried' to catch me"? He looked over at Ron quite confused but it was Hermione who spoke up this time." Cedric tried to catch you before you hit the ground, but as Ronald said, he wasn't very successful. It seems he wasn't quite ready to catch you, or at least had time to brace himself from your extra weight. Because the next thing we all knew, not only were you falling but now you both were. With you in his arms, which he apparently wrapped the other around you to protect you from any harm, before the bludger hit him in the back of the head. But he somehow managed that you landed right on top of him."
But before anyone could say anything else, Madame Pomfrey was shooing everyone not in a bed, out of the hospital wing saying that the time for visitors was over, and that the boys needed their rest. As much as Harry wanted to protest he knew better than to go up against Pomfrey in his state. Harry sank deep into the bed again after Pomfrey had given him some potion that would help with he aches, scratches and cuts, he wasn't too surprised that he could taste the barest hint of chocolate in it, no doubt for his encounter with the Dementor. He sighed wondering just what had convinced Cedric to catch him, but before he could think on this too much he sank into a deep dreamless sleep.
TBC
PS: Ouchy!!! You'd be surprised what I can pull out of my head if I beat it again a brick wall long enough, lol. And now I already have a bit of an idea for Part 4.......
*~*~*~*
Harry Potter didn't feel very alive at all, at the moment. Right now he felt like Buckbeak had just trampled him soundly into the mud, and he was pretty sure that he must've looked like it too. Harry didn't want to open his eyes just yet but he had heard whispered voices, he barely made out the name "Diggory" and a few other whispered words before he realized that he must've crashed into Cedric from his fall. He moaned softly at the thought, he hadn't meant to take anyone down with him, not that he could help it anyway, but then he heard Cedric's faint voice say something he couldn't make out, Harry let out a small sigh of relief, at least he hadn't killed him by falling into him. Those Dementors, those damned Dementors! Had they not showed up, the match would've been won by somebody and neither of them would be in the hospital wing right now!
While Harry was contemplating this he heard a familiar voice above him...Was that Ron and the twins?
"Looks a bit peaky doesn't he?"
"Peaky?"
"What did you expect?"
"He fell over a hundred feet."
"Let's walk you off the Astronomy Tower and see what you look like."
"Probably a sight better than he normally does." Harry managed to say softly as his eyes slowly opened and focused themselves on his friends and teammates, who were all looking worriedly at him, even as they were teasing Ron. Harry sat up slowly in his bed, having Hermione fuss over him as if she were a mother hen. "What happened?" Ron looked at him strangely. "Well, you fell off your broom." Harry smirked a little," I figured that out Ron. I mean did Hooch call the match, are we doing to do a replay or what, and where's Wood? Did someone get my broom," and then he glanced over to the bed on his right, "and what happened to Cedric?" They all goggled at him wondering where he'd found the energy to ask so many questions in the same breath.
"Well, Wood is still in the showers ." Fred shrugged, "We think he's trying to drown himself. Hooch decided to have a rematch later on when everyone is right as rain again." George playfully winked at him as he picked up his twins stray thought. "As for your broom well....." the twins looked anywhere but at Harry neither wanting be the bearer of bad news or to see the look on Harry's face when Ron told him what happened to his Nimbus 2000.
"Well when you fell off your broom, the wind blew it straight into the Whomping Willow,and... you know how the Willow doesn't like being hit." Harry went pale imagining the tree smashing his broom literally into toothpicks," But blimey Harry," Ron continued not even noticing the look on Harry's face from that news "when you fell off of it, the whole school went quiet. You were falling almost too fast for anyone to really do anything. But Cedric Diggory, he had the snitch right in his sights, but when he saw you falling like that, he turned his broom around and went after you instead. Caught you with about twenty feet to spare too, but it didn't work out as well as we all hoped. He tried to catch you with one arm, and I thought Fred and George were mental." That earned Ron a smack upside the head from one of the twins but Ron being used to it did nothing and went on again, " Which shocked everyone 'cause they thought for sure Cedric wouldn't pass up the chance to grab the snitch right in front of his own nose. But now the Hufflepuffs haven't even come to visit him. I mean, pissed at him I reckon for not winning the game for them while he had the chance I suppose." Ron looked awkward as he laid the bundle of sticks and twigs in his arms on the table beside Harry.
Harry was shocked to say the least, both at the state of his trusted Nimbus 2000 as he reached over and ran a thumb over a stray twig of his battered and broken broomstick, wondering why at the same time, that Cedric had saved him like he did. He looked over to the bed next to his and saw that Cedric was well out of it but nobody seemed concerned about him at the moment, none of his teammates nor housemates were there by his bedside as he slept. But Harry was he was thankful Cedric had at least tried to catch him and that he was safe as well.
Harry frowned for a moment, "Wait, what did you mean by 'tried' to catch me"? He looked over at Ron quite confused but it was Hermione who spoke up this time." Cedric tried to catch you before you hit the ground, but as Ronald said, he wasn't very successful. It seems he wasn't quite ready to catch you, or at least had time to brace himself from your extra weight. Because the next thing we all knew, not only were you falling but now you both were. With you in his arms, which he apparently wrapped the other around you to protect you from any harm, before the bludger hit him in the back of the head. But he somehow managed that you landed right on top of him."
But before anyone could say anything else, Madame Pomfrey was shooing everyone not in a bed, out of the hospital wing saying that the time for visitors was over, and that the boys needed their rest. As much as Harry wanted to protest he knew better than to go up against Pomfrey in his state. Harry sank deep into the bed again after Pomfrey had given him some potion that would help with he aches, scratches and cuts, he wasn't too surprised that he could taste the barest hint of chocolate in it, no doubt for his encounter with the Dementor. He sighed wondering just what had convinced Cedric to catch him, but before he could think on this too much he sank into a deep dreamless sleep.
TBC
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Date: 2005-12-07 08:52 am (UTC)