Chapter: 2
Crystal and Cormac were walking out of the cafeteria and down the halls. Cormac was smiling at a couple of passing girls that smiled at him and waved enthusiastically. That always caused Crystal to be jealous, because she wanted Cormac's attention on her.
They walked out of Hogwarts and towards the Quidditch field. Cormac started to swing their hands back and forth as the wind was blowing Crystal's hair all over the place.
It was cold, and Cormac pulled Crystal closer to his warmer body. They sat down in the bleachers as Hufflepuff was practicing for their match against Slytherin.
"What's up?" Cormac asked, as he cuddled up with Crystal.
"Not much," Crystal was avoiding his gaze, because she was thinking of Fred. Cormac started messing with Crystal's hair and he gently nibbled at her neck.
Crystal smiled and tried to push him off, but she was enjoying the sensual pleasure of her neck being bitten.
"Are you sure?" Cormac pulled away, and then he pulled Crystal onto his lap, and they looked at the cloudy sky.
"Positive." Crystal smiled half heartedly.
She could feel Cormac pressing his lips against the back of her head, and he inhaled deeply.
"Your hair smells really good." He breathed.
"It's my new shampoo," Crystal pulled her head away from Cormac, and got up from his lap. Cormac stared up at Crystal with his mossy green eyes.
It was really attractive, and his light brown hair or dirty blonde hair (Cormac had weird hair like that, one day it was brown, and the next day it was blonde . . . weird) was spiked up.
"Well, I love your new shampoo." He smiled, but Crystal didn't she was still thinking of Fred, and the way he grabbed her.
Crystal was happy that she was seeing Cormac, but Luna was right.
The nargles were trying to split them up.
Cormac got up from the bleachers, and pulled Crystal into a bone-breaking hug.
"You're the sweetest, sexiest, smartest, funniest, weirdest, but coolest girlfriend in the world." He said. They both laughed.
Crystal broke away from the hug, and rested her hand on his chest like she was trying to push Cormac away.
Cormac sighed, and he grabbed Crystal's hand and brought it to his face. "Something's wrong, and you're not telling me."
Crystal looked away, and then she turned around to tell Cormac. "I just feel-"
She began, but right before she could finish her sentence, a bludger came and hit Cormac square in the face. He fell back, and his face was bloody.
"NO!" Crystal yelled. "Cormac, are you Ok?"
"Of course I'm not," He snapped. "I just got hit in the face with a bludger!" He winced in pain, and Crystal could tell that it hurt just to speak for him. And move his facial muscles.
Crystal looked all around the Quidditch field, and a few of the players flew up on their broomsticks.
"Where's Madam Pomfrey?"Crystal panicked.
"I'll get her," Cedric stated, then he took off on his broom.
Crystal rested Cormac's head on her thigh, and the tears were streaming down her cheeks.
She turned her head away from Cormac, and she saw a glint of red hair in the distance, then he was gone.