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Italicised non bold: Draco's thoughts (you won't see many *smirk*)

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Draco walked out into the sunlight with the rest of the Slytherins, squinting. The Hufflepuffs were already out on the pitch waiting for them. Draco surveyed them with a look of disdain, particularly Zacharias Smith, who's straw colored hair was already looking messy. The two teams lined up, and the Bludgers and Snitch were released as Madam Hooche blew her whistle; the Quaffle was tossed up, and the two teams kicked off. Blaise immediately caught the Quaffle and streaked off toward Hufflepuff goal posts. Draco began searching for the Snitch. The Hufflepuff Seeker did the same, and they circled the pitch. Draco was determined to stay focused, and a Bludger seemingly came out of nowhere. He had to swerve as it swang back around at him. He looked angrily around and saw the girl Beater, looking pleased. He stared at her for a fraction of a second before she whipped around and began chasing the other Bludger. He'd have to be more careful, if a Bludger had already come close to hitting this early in the match, there would probably be more. Until Crabbe and Goyle fixed the other team. Draco searched the air and found their hulking masses dealing with what looked like Huflepuff's other beater.

"Oi, are you looking for the bloody Snitch or not?!?" Blaise yelled as he flew past Draco.

"I am!" Draco yelled back indignantly. It'd been twenty minutes since the match started with no sign of the Snitch. He flew down to Hufflepuff's end of the Pitch only to fly straight into none other than Zacharias Smith.

"Bloody watch where you're going Malfoy!"

"You watch where you're going Smith!" Malfoy turned his broom and started circling once more.

"50-30 Slytherin"

Damn. He flew around searching for the Snitch.

"Draco find the damn thing before their beater kills us!" Blaise was dodging another bludger as he yelled this. The girl Beater had flown out of the sun.

"What happened to the other one?!"

"Crabbe and Goyle took care of him, he'll be in the Hospital Wing for a week outta fear. They can't touch this one though!" Blaise took off as the Quaffle was passed to him. The girl Beater followed him, her braid whipping out behind her. Draco watched as Goyle desperately tried to knock a Bludger at her. The Bludger flew at her with the power of Goyle's brute strength behind it, she simply beat it in the direction of Blaise, who promptly screamed.

"Goyle, don't give the bloody things to her!"

"Slytherin in possession, another Bludger and Smith has the Quaffle. He shoots and is blocked by the Slytherin Keeper. Smith shoots again and--" The commentator was cut short, Hufflepuff had scored, the game was tied.

Draco saw the Hufflepuff Seeker watching him, she couldn't find the bloody Snitch either. Draco continued circling, arranged a look of what he hoped looked like determination on his face, and threw himself into a nosedive. The other Seeker followed suit.

"The Slytherin Seeker's seen the Snitch!"

Draco continued speeding towards the ground, the Hufflepuff followingly him blindly. He pulled out, so close to the ground he could see blades of grass beneath him. The Hufflepuff pulled out, nearly hitting the ground, she was shaking from the fright of nearly colliding with the ground. He glared at her angrily, wishing she had down him the favor of hitting the ground. She cringed away at his glare and began circling again, far away from him. Draco circled again and again, but there was no sign of the Snitch. Down at Slytherin's end of the pitch Draco heard shouting. He swerved around, glad for the break.

He swerved around into Zacharias Smith, who had the Quaflle, and was being closely guarded by the Beater girl. Their brooms criss-crossed and they slammed into eachother. The Beater girl came around behind Draco as Smith and he pulled out of the collision, it unnerved Draco that she was that close. He faced Smith, who he hoped would let it drop: Smith didn't though. He'd dropped the Quaffle when they'd smashed into eachother, and he was mad. The Quaffle was now in Slytherin possession, but Draco could feel the Beater girl hovering behind him. He desperately hoped no Beaters came anywhere near, but then Smith took care of that worry for him. He took the bat from her hands and was currently brandishing it at Draco to aid his yells, which were being lost in the wind: the wind was picking up as he sat on his broom. Draco was about to tell Smith to shove it when he saw Smith's eyes widen in shock, at the same time hearing a horrific crunching noise and feeling what felt like a pat on the back of the head.

He turned to see the Beater girl, withdrawing her arm to her chest, looking like she was going to pass out. She hovered for a few seconds, and slumped on her broom. Draco moved forward, and she was hit again, pushed from her broom. She dropped ten feet before anyone reacted. There were screams from the crowd as they realized what was happening. Don't let her fall you, stupid idiot! He dived, catching her bridal style. Her eyes were rolled up in the back of her head. He shifted her in his arms, and she gasped in pain. Her broken arm was over her chest, from the sound of her breathing she had broken ribs from the second hit. A Bludger came around forcing Draco to jerk out of the way. He heard Snape's magically amplified voice, "To the Hospital Wing Mr. Malfoy!" Like he needed telling. As he reached the doors to the wing, Professor Flitwicked flicked his wand at the doors and they swung open. Draco hopped off his broom clumsily, now running towards the doors. Crunch. The Bludger had come around and hit the girl's leg. It sounded like it had shattered her knee cap. She let out a strangled scream at the pain before completely passing out. He ran faster, he could feel blood coming from the area of her broken rib. Draco heard a swishing noise before hearing another crunching noise, this time he creid out in pain. The Bludger had broken his elbow. The world spinning, he turned his head, wretching away from the girl. He couldn't keep holding her like this. He made it into the castle, turning right sharply into the Hospital Wing.

Madam Pomfrey was sitting in her chair and gasped as she saw the two teens. Draco placed the Beater girl in a bed and then passed out, vaguely hoping he fell back into the bed behind him.

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