Queen

Chris grabbed Harry by hand, though Harry was very skinny but his weight was more than Chris and it dragged Chris down too. Luckily, Fred came and grabbed Harry by his robes and finally they able to stop him from hitting the ground. Madam Hooch whistle sounded and they land on the ground. Ginny came down as well as looking pale.

Harry was carried to the Hospital wing on a flying stretcher, Dumbledore was looking very angry; Hermione and Ron were looking very scared, Ginny was looking terrified, Chris was tensed, confused, worried. As they entered the Hospital wing, Dumbledore explained the situation to Madam Pomfrey and left. Madam Pomfrey started to treat Harry, everyone was praising Chris, because she noticed Harry at the right moment, and stopped Harry from hitting the ground, but Chris was distracted. 

'That voice. Who was that? What did he mean by they don't know who am I? Who AM I?' 

These thoughts were floating in her mind. 

Finally, Wood's voice brought back her, "That was an epic match. I've no hope when I saw Harry falling but then I saw the score. It was amazing." He hugged Angelina, Ginny and then Chris. "We won — we won because of you three. We won because of our Brilliant Chasers." 

Madam Pomfrey glared at him and he apologized. Chris remembered Ginny, she told Madam Pomfrey about the Dementors affect on Ginny and Madam Pomfrey took her, ignoring her objections. After that Professor Flitwick came in with a bag, Chris looked inside it and found splintered wood and twig. 

"Potter's broom." He said and Hermione made a horrified sob. 

Apparently, the Whomping Willow, a killing tree in Hogwarts smashed it. A few minutes later Colin and Luna came in and went to check on Ginny. All waited for Harry to wake up, luckily as he didn't have any physical injuries, he woke up after a few minutes. 

"Harry!" said Fred. "How're you feeling?"

Everyone went close to Harry's bed to see him. 

"What happened?" Harry said, sitting up. 

"The Dementors attacked you and you fainted," Chris said with an expressionless face. 

"Chris saw you on time and caught you, then Fred helped her and stopped you from hitting the ground," George said. "For a moment I thought you're dead." 

Hermione made a small, squeaky noise. 

"But the match," said Harry. "What happened? Are we having a replay?" 

"No need to be worried, Harry." Wood said patting on Harry's shoulder. "You didn't catch the Snitch but we won." 

"We won?" Harry asked surprised. 

"Yes. Because of our great Chasers." Fred said looking at Angelina, who rolled her eyes on him. 

Harry smiled a little looking at Chris. Chris noticed Harry's smile was forced, it was like he wanted to thank her for taking the burden of 'lose' from him but the pain inside him was too much for a smile. After ten minutes or so, Madam Pomfrey came over to tell the team to leave him in peace. She asked Ginny to stay for a while. Chris said that she'll be back soon to check on them and left the Hospital wing. Luna and Colin tried to follow her but she said that she wanted to be alone. Colin took her and Ginny's Firebolts and left with Luna. 

Chris walked and walked until she was at the Astronomy tower, the highest tower in Hogwarts castle. She didn't know what she has to do to get her answers but she wanted to try. She closed her eyes and whispered, "I want to talk." 

Soon she felt cold and opened her eyes. A cloaked figure was floating in front of her. 

"Who are you?" Chris asked looking at it. 

"We don't have names," The Dementors answered and Chris realized something. 

"Your voice. . . You're the one who told them to back off?" Chris said surprised. 

"Almost all of us have the same voices but you're right. You heard my voice but I was not the reason they left the boy, it was you, my Queen." 

"Queen? Where on earth that came from? Why are you calling me that? What do you mean by it was me?" Chris raised her eyebrows. 

"You are the Queen, we are destined to obey. We can not harm you." said the Dementor.

Chris realized she wasn't feeling depressed like others felt around Dementors. 

"You mean you can control the environment around you. You make people sad intentionally." She asked.

"Yes." 

"Fascinating — but why are you destined to obey me?" 

"That I can not tell. We can't see, we feel. I can feel the aura of your soul and say that you are the Queen, we should obey. I am the oldest among all of them, that is why I recognise you the moment I came close to your aura." 

"The aura of my soul? This is getting complicated. . . Are the animals obey me because of the same reason?" 

"I can not tell. I never tried to feel the presence of any creatures other than human. It is easier to feel the humans because of their complexity of emotions." 

"Hmm... wait. Why you all came into the field and attacked Harry — again?" 

"We felt Sirius Black's presence there, so we went but we didn't intend to harm that boy. I even told that to the Headmaster Dumbledore." "You didn't intend then why did you do that?" 

"I asked the same question to the others, they only answered that somehow they were attracted to him. There is something unnatural in that boy. We felt the urge to suck the soul out of him like he didn't need it." 

"What? Why will he not need his soul? Are you sure there was something different with him?" 

"Yes." 

"And Sirius Black was at the field?" 

"Yes." 

"But how no one noticed him?" 

"I think he used the same trick like before when he escaped from our prison." 

"Hmm... What happened exactly in your prison?" 

"We were giving food to him like everyday we do, when suddenly we realized there wasn't any feeling of Black, we thought he died but when we searched for his body. . . there was nothing, he escaped. We informed the Ministry after that and told the Minister everything. . . Black was mumbling in his sleep for few days like 'he is in Hogwarts. . . he is in Hogwarts. .' The Minister said we should guard Hogwarts then and we came." 

"Hmm... interesting..." 

"If you need me for anything else you can remember me anytime." 

"Yeah. Thanks but it's quite difficult without a name and without able to recognize you in a crowd of Dementors." 

"You can give me a name if you want." 

"Really?" 

"Yes." 

"Ok, then I'll call you Dames." Chris blurted out the first name came in her mind. 

"Thank you, my Queen. You can summon me anytime anywhere just calling my name." The Dementor started to drift away.

"Wait. Wait. I've more questions." 

"I know you have, my Queen, I sensed confusion inside you. You don't know who you are. But I am very sorry, I don't have the answers. Sorry to disappoint, but I will warn the others not to harm that boy anymore," said the Dementor, or Dames and floated away then stopped and came back. 

"My Queen. Can I advise you something?" "Yes?" 

"I can feel your presence very quickly but other Dementors don't, they will not able to feel your presence like me, so can you use the charm next time? So they can understand that it's you." 

"Which charm?" 

"The charm of happiness, which we can not bear as it's too much for us." 

"If you are not able to bear it then how will you understand that it's me?" 

"We can sense the happiness. We'll understand. Don't worry." 

"Alright," Chris nodded and he left. 

Chris stood there alone for a few minutes, proceeding all of this in her brain. 

"So according to the oldest Dementor — sorry — Dames — according to Dames, I'm some kind of Queen and that's why everyone obeys me." She was mumbling alone. "And Harry has something weird inside him, which attracted the Dementors — well — and now I've to learn the spell which the Dementors couldn't bare." 

Chris's thoughtful expression changed into a smirk. 

"Ok. so. . . I can. . . talk to. . . Dementors. . . This. Is. Freaking. Awesome. . ."