Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! If I did I would be RICH! I'm just a broke college student…
Pairing: Marcus/Harry
Rating: T
"Talking"
'Thinking'
"Parseltounge/Notes/Letters"
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Harry didn't like quidditch. He liked watching Marcus play, but he didn't like playing himself. During the match against Slytherin a bludger kept going after him. No matter what he or the two beaters did they couldn't keep it from going after him. Eventually even the Slytherin beaters started to help protect Harry! Right before they were going to call it quits Harry spotted the snitch next to Malfoy's face, who was too busy laughing at Harry to notice. Harry dived for the snitch and caught it just as the bludger slipped past the beaters and slammed into his side with a sickening crack that everyone could hear.
Harry landed on the ground painfully, but before Madam Pomfrey could get to him Lockhart shot a spell at him. He then lost all feeling in his arm and he was unable to move it. The last thing Harry saw before losing consciousness was a pissed off Marcus headed straight for Lockhart.
The regrowing of the bones in his arm was a painful experience. He stayed in the Hospital wing overnight. He lay curled up on top of Marcus' body, clutching his panther the whole night. The Ravenclaw team visited for a while, occasional giving the two on the bed confused and thoughtful looks. Terry, Su, and even Neville came and visited him. But what really surprised him was when the Slytherin quidditch team came and visited him. He found that he quite liked them and enjoyed their company. They were smart, cunning, and funny. They managed to make him laugh even though he was in great pain. Thankfully though, Malfoy hadn't come with them.
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I think this may be the shortest one yet… hmmm…