Chapter 2

Katie hurried through an empty corridor. Professor Binns had held her back after History of Magic to talk about her last essay, hence she was late for lunch now.

She was still lost in thoughts about her essay when suddenly an arm was wrapped around her stomach and pulled her against a hard body. Katie wanted to scream but her captor put a hand over her mouth to silence her and pulled her behind an alcove.

Then, suddenly, she could feel hot breath against her ear.

"Shhh, Bell", a voice which she recognized instantly whispered in her ear, "It's just me."

Katie tried to pull Flint's hand away from her mouth, but his hold on her was too strong. She struggled, feeling his chest against her back. Katie wanted to yell at him. That fucking bastard !

Flint enjoyed this feeling of power. He had just wanted to scare her a bit but her desperate efforts to free herself really amused him. He knew she was afraid. Afraid of what he'd do to her.

"Promise to keep your mouth shut and I'll let you go", he whispered. Katie nodded.

The moment Flint let go of her Katie turned around and slapped him across his face.

"Are you mad ?!", she yelled outraged.

"You promised to behave, Bell", Flint taunted.

"You fucking arsehole !", Katie shouted, trying hard to hold back her tears.

"Enough", the Slytherin growled, grabbing her wrist, "Do you have Wood's plans ?"

"No", Katie answered, "I couldn't get them."

"I want those notes, Bell", Flint said, releasing her, "I don't care how you do it, but you'll bring me those fucking plans !"

Katie just shook her head.

"Forget it, Flint", she said, "I have no idea where Oliver hides them and I'm pretty sure no one can find them – you know how paranoid he gets when it's about Quidditch."

Katie turned and rushed back into the corridor. Flint hurried after her and grabbed her wrist aggain.

"Oi, Flint !", a voice yelled from the other end of the corridor.

Fred and George Weasley were walking towards them.

"You're going to regret this", Flint growled in Katies ear before releasing her wrist. He took one last glance at the approaching twins and then rushed off.

"Are you okay ?", George asked.

"Yes, I'm fine", Katie answered.

"What did Flint want from you ?", Fred asked suspiciously.

"Just making my life a living hell, as always", the blond girl answered, "Nothing new, so no need to worry. Anyway – why aren't you two at lunch ?"

"Oh, we had something -", Fred began.

"- really important to do", George ended before smirking mischievous at his twin brother.

"Yeah, I'm sure of that", Katie sighed.

"By the way, Angelina and Alicia were worried about you not coming to lunch. They sent us looking for you."

"Well, I'll better go find them then. See you later guys."


"Everyone here now ? Good, then we can start now – finally", Marcus Flint looked annoyed at his fellow teammates. They were standing on the Quidditch field, all of them wearing their green uniforms and holding a broom in one hand.

"Before we start practice", Marcus began, "we have to talk about something. We're going to change our tactics against Gryffindor and -"

"Why ?", Graham Montague asked puzzled.

"Marcus, the match is in three days !" Adrian Pucey chimed in.

"If you'd keep your fucking mouth shut I could explain it to you !", Marcus barked and immediately his two fellow Chasers shut up.

"Wasn't that hard, was it ?", he snapped, "Well, unfortunately the Gryffindors know all our moves -"

"What ?", Miles Bletchley yelled incredulously.

"How could that happen ?", Bole wanted to know.

"Oh for fuck's sake – shut up !", Marcus roared and the boys went quiet instantly, "Thank you. To answer your questions: last night I caught a Gryffindor trying to steal our notes – no Montague, let me finish .. fucking Merlin – I averted it. But unfortunately the person read our notes. Which means -"

"Who was it ?", Derrick asked.

"I bet it was Potter or those Weasley twins", stated Draco Malfoy.

"SILENCE !", Marcus yelled outraged, "Unbelievable. You can't even keep your mouth shut for two minutes ! If anyone of you dares to interrupt me again the whole team gets punished. Clear ?"

Marcus was pissed. He wasn't in a good mood today and those stupid idiots just made it even worse.

"Who was it, Marcus ?", Adrian dared to ask.

"Katie Bell", Slytherins Captain answered.

"Bell ?", Adrian raised his eyebrows in surprise. He shook his head in disbelieve while Marcus rolled his eyes. No one would've thought skinny, little Bell was capable of something like this.

"Oh she's so going to regret this", Montague growled, "Filthy, little bitch."

"Why did you let her go ?", Derrick asked.

Marcus sighed. "We had a deal. I told her I wouldn't tell anyone if she'd bring me Wood's plans."

"Well, did she give you his notes ?", Malfoy asked.

"No."

Malfoy snorted. "Good job, really."

"Shut up", Marcus snapped, "We're going to kick their asses anyway. And now get on your brooms !"

Marcus mounted his broom und soared into the air, his teammates following.