Aria: Sorry! I know I said I would update weekly but this chapter was hard to write for some reason and I was very busy and had writers block several times so yeah it was hectic. But here it is finally chapter 8 I hope you like it :)
I don't own Harry Potter!
Chapter 8 – The match and the bludger
Scorpius' POV:
Al came striding through the doors to the Great Hall with a goofy grin and an air of confidence. He sat down beside me brimming with happiness.
"You're awfully happy, how are things with Jemima?" I asked knowingly.
Al blushed slightly – he never blushes. He then answered back, "Fine obviously."
"How are things with Rose?" Al asked knowingly. I almost spit out my orange juice but had to swallow it. I was coughing and spluttering.
"Dude there's no need to be embarrassed," Al smirked, "But in all seriousness you have to do something about Selene."
Before I could reply Selene strut over, attracted lots of attention from boys – she was very curvy but too curvy for my type. She purposefully ignored the boys and sat beside me. I would have willingly let one of the other boys date her, but my dad arranged this and it's not like I had an excuse to get out of it. How do I get out of this mess?
Rose's POV:
"Rosie, Rosie, wake up the match is today," Fie said gently shaking my shoulder.
"M-shnm, mshhueej," I mumbled into my pillow but then it hits me and I quickly raise my head, "What day is it?"
"Saturday, the day of the Quidditch game remember? Gryffindor vs. Slytherin," Fie answers.
"I hope you have a pair of shoes with a speed spell on them, because you're going to need it, so stop this slow motion business get the hell a move on," Mya said half joking and half panicked.
"Geez what got your bloody tights in a knot?" I asked still half asleep.
Fie rolled her eyes hinting that it was completely obvious why. Oh! That's right, Al is on the Slytherin Quidditch team, one of my better face-palm moments but what do you expect I just woke up reality is currently out-of-order.
"Of course Captain," I salute Mya – who gives me a look that said, really? – and roll out of bed. I tied my wild hair into a messy bun and put on the usual – Quidditch robes and boots. Today is the match between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Despite Mya and Fie not being on the team – like me – they still wake up at the same time as me to get down to the pitch on time.
Scorpius POV:
I was gathered with the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team as we discuss our plan of action in the Great Hall before heading down to the pitch. I wasn't really listening to the team discussing the plan – consider I was the seeker I really only ever had one job and that was to catch the snitch – I let my mind drown in my own thoughts.
I was jerked out of my day dream by the captain as he said, "Ok let's do this, Let's WIN!" The rest of the team and house start chanting that I could almost understand but it was mainly just a chorus of noise and cheers.
Al – who is one of the Chasers on the team – said with concern and amusement, "Scorp, you feeling ok? You look a bit dazed…"
I drag my fingers through my hair and rely, "Yeah, just thinking."
"Well you might want to pause the thinking during the match or else you'll probably end up with a glorious injury," Al stated with sarcasm and a smirk.
I can't help but smirk also and gave Al a bit of a shove which made him chuckle. When we were in the locker rooms – were the brooms and equipment are kept – Selene slithers over. She's a Beater on the team.
"Orpy can I talk to you alone for a second?" She asked with a sickly sweet tone in her voice.
"Sure," I try to say without showing my resistance to the idea. We leave the room and walk up the path outside a bit.
"Orpy, you hardly danced with me last night," She started, "and you hardly seemed happy to be by your girlfriend's side with we were with my friends."
"I felt a little bored," I shrugged telling the truth. She gasped like I just insulted her.
"So you were so bored that you decided to dance with the Weasly girl," She said with disgust. The way that she had said 'the Weasly girl' had made Rose sound like she was lower than fifth and not worth even acknowledging her existence. That in itself made my blood boil with anger. She had no right to talk about Rose like that.
"We danced. We are friends, do I need permission to dance with my friends?" I asked trying to control my rage hopefully it didn't show in my voice.
"You didn't dance with your other friends," she pointed out pouting.
I give an inward sigh. I say hoping that it will end then conversation, "We have a match to win." I walk back to the team with Selene following not too far behind.
Oliver Wood had become the Hogwarts Quidditch referee after Madam Hooch retired. So Mister Wood signalled for the match and both teams bolted into action. I flew around dodging the occasional bludger looking for a lightning fast small golden ball.
The announcer – who was often a student who was picked or volunteered themselves for the job – kept everyone informed about the games progress, "ANDPOTTER PASSES TO ZAMKI WHO PASSES TO TRAFALGAR AND SHE SHOOTS! BUT IT'S SAVED BY WEASLY!"
I see that Rose was assigned to play the first half of the match – she is the Keeper for the Gryffindor team and she is very good at it too.
"SACRAMANDER GETS THE QUAFFLE AND PASSES TO BLADE! HE GOES FOR THE SCORE! GLINCH MISSES! 10 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR!"
"POTTER HAS THE QUAFFLE AGAIN AND PASSES TO CLAIR WHO GOES TO SHOOT! IT'S SAVED AGAIN BY WEASLY!"
I catch a glimpse of gold and I chase it. "MALFOY HAS SEEN THE SNITCH AND IS IN PERSUTE! POTTER – JAMES – HAS REALISED AND IS ALSO IN PERSUTE!"
Thanks for telling him! I angrily thought as I speed up on my broom to make it there before James – who is the Gryffindor Seeker. James and I are shoulder to shoulder now and I stretch out my arm trying to catch the small golden ball.
"A BLUDGER HAS HIT WEASLY'S BROOM! THE BROOM IN BROKEN! SHE'S FALLING!"
What! Was the only thing I could think when I heard it. I needed to act fast she's falling but I almost have the snitch. Fuck this she needs my help! Others are trying to get there but she's falling too fast – Rose appears to have taken a hit and fainted – they won't make it to her in time but I am closer and faster. I can save her. I push my broom to go the fastest it has ever gone. She's 3 meters from the ground. I'm almost there. I catch her when she's 1 meter from the ground but I can't stop or slow down. We have too much momentum. So I let go of my broom and puller tightly into my chest to make sure I take most of the rough landing.
We slide across the ground – me on my back – this means another trip to the Hospital Wing for the both of us.
"MALFOY MANAGED TO GET THERE JUST IN TIME BUT ARE THEY ALRIGHT?!"
Of course we're not alright! I thought as I can feel a painful stinging sensation flowering on my back. People are rushing from different places to see how bad the damage is. The first one to make it to us unsurprisingly is Al then James with the snitch in his hand. I also see Jemima, Freya, Lily and Hugo rushing across the pitch from the stands. Despite the pain I move Rose from lying onto of me to lying flat on the ground beside me. I start to check her pulse when Al gets there.
"Hey, what happened? Is Rose alright? How's your back?" He shoots of questions one after the other. Now James and Jemima – she must have sprinted to be here already, I never knew she was the running type – as I reply, "I am not quite sure what happened but Rose seems to have fainted and was probably also hit by that bludger. My back doesn't matter right now, we need to get Rose to the Hospital Wing." Everyone nods however I notice that James and Lily exchange a look. Then it dawns on me as James picks Rose up bridal style while Madam Abbott makes her way across the pitch with a stretcher for Rose. I just called Rose by her name for the first time in front of everyone. At first I am shocked but then again it felt right to call her by her name and not her last name despite spending years calling her Weasly. I keep my back facing away from my friends as not to worry them but I get caught when Al touches my shoulder and I grimace.
"Scorp, you need to go to the Hospital Wing too, your back doesn't look good," Al stated looking at my back, "And another thing, before I could process what was happening I saw Selene purposefully aim that bludger at Rose."
His last comment made me furious – at Selene not Al – and then I saw her land nearby and hop off her broom and walk not too quickly over to her injured boyfriend.
"Orpy, are you ok?" She asks trying to sound concerned. To hell with my father's wishes, I can't take this anymore.
"I'll be nearby so don't take too long and don't wonder off," Al says in a sing-song voice as if he was telling a child not to play in the woods and he walks away leaving me with Selene.
"I will live," I answer her question, "Did you aim that bludger?"
I have no time to beat around the bush. I am in pain and want to get this over with.
She tries to act all innocent batting her long eye lashes at me and says, "What bludger?"
"Oh you know full well what bludger I am talking about," I snap back.
"You have no proof that it was me and you do you care anyway, I am your girlfriend not her, you should…"
I cut her off by saying, "Not anymore."
"What?" She seems started or surprised rather.
"I am no longer your boyfriend and I don't want you to be my girlfriend, now if you will excuse me Al is waiting," I say quiet bluntly and walk away to where all is waiting.
"Did you finally break?" Al asked with relief.
"Yep, we're no longer a couple, which reminds me do you mind if I spend Christmas break with you my father is going to be pissed?"
"Sure mate, anytime, now the Hospital Wing for you, don't want you getting ill from an infection now, that'll be a damn pain for me," He says – with sarcasm in the last bit – as we walk off the pitch.
"So glad you care about my health," I retort with just as much sarcasm.
We both chuckle – although I stop because it hurts to laugh.
Bloody merlin, I'm going to definitely feel bloody awful tomorrow but at least I saved her from getting more injured.