Chapter 10

Quidditch. Rose had taken lessons in her first year, but had no chemistry with the sport. She was a mediocre player, and had never had an exceeding amount of interest in it, so she never auditioned to be on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. However, Scorpius was one of the best Chasers the whole of Slytherin had to offer, so he would be playing in today's match. Rose had looked for him all morning, but without success. Just when she was making her way to the stands, she saw a group of people dressed in green and silver. She immediately saw Scorpius somewhere near the back of the pack. She ran up to him. "Hey, handsome!" she giggled, much to the beaters' disgust.

"Hi! I've been looking for you, where have you been?"

"All over the place, looking for you!"

The Slytherin captain scowled. "Haven't you got something better to do?" he asked Rose.

"What, than talk to my boyfriend? No, not really." The captain gave Rose a scornful look. He was rather stupid and often resorted to brute force when confronted, but of course Rose was a girl so his options were severely limited. "Anyway, I just came over to wish you luck, be careful, won't you?"

Again, the Slytherin captain interrupted. "You don't get anywhere in Quidditch by being careful."

"I will." said Scorpius loudly, talking to Rose but obviously directing it at his captain.

Rose gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Ravenclaw don't stand a chance," she smiled. "Love you," she added, before jogging in the opposite direction to head for the stands.

/VVVVVVVVVVV\

Rose sat with the Gryffindors, but of course she was the only one cheering when Slytherin scored. The stereotypical Gryffindor - Slytherin hatred had worked its way through generations, and the vast majority of Gryffindors were rooting for Ravenclaw. It was about half way through the game, and so far it was uneventful. Ravenclaw and Slytherin were currently tied at fifty points. There had been no fouls to liven up the event nor adrenalin-fuelled arguments with the referee, so the stands had been fairly quiet. It was unusual for a game to be this slow. Rose was losing interest until she saw that Scorpius had the Quaffle. This induced a rather large, disapproved amount of cheering. He took a graceful swerve towards the posts, his route clear, when the Ravenclaw seeker, Jacob Chilcott raced towards the post to act as a goalkeeper. Rose gasped, predicting the incident before it happened. It was as if everything was going twice its normal speed, but she caught every detail. How ridiculously high Scorpius and Chilcott were (at least as high as a four-storey building). The look of horror on Scorpius' face as he saw what was coming but was too late to stop it. Jacob still totally oblivious to the impending accident, when suddenly everything came crashing back to normal speed.

Scorpius was falling unstoppably from his broom.