A/N: Okay two more teenagery chapters after this one then some prophecy fun! Thank you to my reviewers :*
The Ravenclaw vs Gryffindor match took place on a freezing late-February morning. The Gryffindor team were in high spirits. Ravenclaw had already lost to Slytherin, so they were out of the running of the cup. Pyxis and the rest of the Gryffindor team walked out onto the pitch and the Gryffindor stand went wild with applause and cheering. The game got underway. Pyxis circled above the pitch trying to spot anything with a gold sparkle. Three quarters of an hour into the game, there had still been no sign of the snitch. The Gryffindor chasers had brought the score 60-20. Some of the Ravenclaw team had begun to get very frustrated. One of their beaters and their seeker flew close by each other.
'Any sign of the snitch yet?'
'No, but it'll be a miracle if I get it. She's more experienced than me and has a better broom. We haven't beaten them in four years.'
'Leave that to me. I know just the way to distract little miss Malfoy.' the beater grinned evilly.
Ten minutes later, the Ravenclaw seeker spotted the snitch. Unfortunately for her, so did Pyxis. They both raced each other, flying up above the pitch and then following the snitch around the goal hoops and near the ground. Whilst this was going on, Gryffindor was in possession of the quaffle. James glaced up at Pyxis and whooped. He caught the quaffle from Sofia then past it to Jack, who swerved around a Ravenclaw seeker and threw it back to James, who was heading straight for the goals.
Pyxis was edging slightly closer to the snitch. It was inches away from her fingers. As she was about to grab it, out of the corner of her eye she noticed James.
James past back to Jack who was about to put the quaffle through the left hoop when a sudden pain came from the right side of his head and everything went black. There was a huge gasp from the crowd
Pyxis couldn't breathe, she completely forgot about the snitch as she saw James plummet to the ground. In her distraction, the Ravenclaw seeker had leant forward and caught the snitch. It didn't even register with Pyxis that the Ravenclaws had started celebrating. She raced towards the ground where James now lay. She jumped off her broom and pelted across the field.
'Jamie!' screamed Pyxis, not even noticing that tears had begun to well up in her eyes. His Face was already bruising and is jaw was out of place. Madam Hooch appeared on his other side, checking his pulse.
'Broken jaw.' She muttered, conjuring up a stretcher. By now the whole Gryffindor team were gathered around, concerned for their friend.
Hooch looked up at Pyxis.
'He'll be fine, just needs to go to the hospital wing.' Two members of staff came over and cast a charm so that James' stretcher floated with them as they walked to the castle.
Lucian Vaisey was up in the stands. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Pyxis loved Quidditch, so why on earth had she forsaken the game when she was just inches from winning? He had seen the utterly terrifed expression etched on her face. Anybody would be concerned if their best friend was hit with a bludger, but seeing Pyxis throw all other thoughts out of her mind made Lucian wonder whether it was something more. The way they acted around each other. They were so close. As much as it hurt him to admit it, Lucian knew that Pyxis would do anything for Potter. The pair shared an unwavering bond of absolute loyalty. He didn't have that with his girlfriend, and his girlfriend didn't have that with anyone else other than Potter. Watching her give up on the match for him made his stomach twist.
The Gryffindor team trudged into the changing room. It was only then that Pyxis registered that she hadn't caught the snitch.
'Eoghan, guys, I'm so sorry.' apologised Pyxis, looking at her feet. Eoghan looked slightly annoyed but Jack placed his hand on his boyfriend's shoulder.
'It's James, he was seriously hurt, of course he was the most important thing.' Jack said reassuringly and giving her a sad smile.
'Yeah, we just have to be on form and make up the points in the final that's all.' Eoghan sighed half-heartedly.
They all took the quickest showers possible and raced up to the hospital wing. James was in a bed at the far end of the room. He had a bandage around his face but his jaw seemed to be back in place. Madam Pomfrey bustled over.
'He needs rest! That bludger broke his jaw in two places. He'll probably have concussion too!' she berated.
'He's unconscious! How much more restful can you get?' countered Ricky sarcastically. The aging woman huffed and marched away muttering angrily about Quidditch being too dangerous. They all gathered around James' bed, looking for any sign that he may come conscious again. Pyxis grabbed his hand.
'Hey Jamie, can you hear me?' she said quietly. James' eyes fluttered open. He saw the relieved expressions on his team mates' faces.
'What happened?' he croaked.
'That dickhead beater Charleston hit a bludger at the side of your head, broke your jaw and knocked you out.' Said Sofia sympathetically.
'Yeah I sort of put the bludger thing together, I meant the game.' He said sarcastically. Pyxis dropped his hand and stared down. Everyone gave each other pained looks.
'We lost. It was my fault. I saw what happened to you and I forgot all about the snitch. Ravenclaw seeker got it.' Mumbled Pyxis to her shoes. James was confused, how could Pyxis have dropped everything because he got hit with a bludger. He frowned. He leant over and pulled his best friend into a hug.
'I suppose we could make it up with points?' he asked Eoghan over Pyxis' shoulder. She pulled away as Eoghan nodded.
'Okay, good.' James turned to Pyxis. 'And next time, if I get hit by a thousand bludgers, just get that snitch.' He grinned, holding out his pinky finger. Pyxis interlocked her pinky with his, promising to do as he asked.