Disclaimer: Once again I own none of the characters except for Diana (Who I probably won't use again anyway). They're all J.K rowling's.

A/N: First off, in response to the Reader whom complained about Harry as captain, the only reason I did it was because I was getting sick of people always picking Fred and George to be Co-captains or one of the Chasers as Captain (not that I'm sexist or anything). That only leaves Ron (who just joined) and Harry (one of the best seekers since Charle Weasley). Think about it. Second of all if this is too short I'm really sorry but I've swamped with school work. But don't despair, I'll make it longer in a later revision.

Chapter 2: In the Hospital & the new Quidditch problem.

"Wha, What just happened?" Chaser Katie Bell asked as she was being carried off the field. "Well, the good news is we won the game, Harry caught the snitch." Fellow chaser Alicia Spinnet said, "however, the bad news is you kinda got hurt. That jerk Derrick, the Slytherin beater knocked you off your broom with a bludger as retaliation for them losing." "Well how bad am I hurt, I feel fine." Katie said "that's because we had Harry's friend Hermione Granger cast a very strong cheering charm on you. Trust me, you needed it." Said Alicia. "And why is this?" Katie said "Well, your current condition is..." Alicia started but was soon cut off by a very angry Madam Pomfrey. "This girl does not need an explanation of her injuries, she needs rest and chocolate, and plenty of both of these." She said, Scolding Alicia for not getting Katie to the hospital wing fast enough and then took over the hovering charm Alicia was using to carry Katie and brought her to the hospital Wing. "So what happened to me anyway" Katie asked as she was lying in bed still wondering why everyone was so sad. "Not now. I'll tell you later" Madam Pomfrey said as she stuffed some more chocolate into Katie's mouth. "I swear, we get more injuries from this stupid game then anything else at Hogwarts. I still don't understand why they allow such a dangerous game to be played in school. if I were headmaster of this school I'd..." Madam Pomfrey started explaining until she was interrupted by Katie. "What's wrong with Ron" Katie asked as she moved her eyes (being her only movable body part) over to Ron. "Nothing I can't handle. Just a few broken ribs from Mr. Malfoy. That troublesome kid. It'll probably hurt for a day or two after I mend them though. The only strange thing about his condition is the fact that even though he's not even too hurt he's gotten more visit's from that Hermione girl then you have from anyone else combined. I swear, you'd think she was in love with him or something." "You don't know how right you are." Katie mumbled.
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Last month, while Hermione wasn't looking paying attention (she was deeply focusing on a game of chess with Ron. They were both staring at each other dreamy eyed) Katie snuck into the girls dormitory. She remembered that Hermione forgot to wipe away the words of her diary with her wand (so it would like any old book) and decided to see what Hermione was thinking about. She wasn't looking for anything strange, just the normal Hermione problems (Dear diary, my feather flew too slow, dear diary, my potion was too watery, etc.) and that's what she mostly found. That was until she found the entry Hermione wrote for that day:

Dear diary,
Today I just realized I maybe in love with Ron. It happened earlier this morning. Ron was about to put me into checkmate (A/N: For those of you whom are chess illiterate, to put someone into to checkmate is to beat them.) when out of the blue he said to me "You know 'Mione, I really enjoy hanging out with you. Your a really good person and a really good friend." After that it just hit me how truly mature Ron has become and how attractive this makes him. His flaming red hair perfectly matches his personality and he's also gotten much taller. The problem is I don't think he likes me. He probably thinks I like Krum (which I don't) and because of this won't even touch me. Damn, guys are so ignorant!

Love from,
Hermione
"Oh my..." Katie started to gasp when she was soon cut off by a huge shriek. "ACCIO DIARY!" Hermione screamed "WHAT DID YOU SEE?" Roared Hermione "I saw it all" muttered Katie while Hermione cleared the words from her diary. "Even about..." Pleaded Hermone, hoping for the right answer "Yes, even about Ron" Katie said. That wasn't the right answer. "Katie, please don't tell anyone, you can't" cried Hermione. "Don't worry Hermione, I won't say anything, I swear on Merlin's wand." Promised Katie. "Thanks" said Hermione with a relived smile. She still hadn't told anyone to that exact day in the hospital
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"What was that you just mumbled?" Said Madam Pomfrey with an accusing tone. "Nothing, just eating my chocolate" as a hovering piece of chocolate went into her mouth. "Well you better not be lying to me, you'll want to get on my good side considering the amount of time you'll be spending here. "said Madam Pomfrey "What do you mean, is something wrong with me?" Said Katie with that nervous quiver Harry had before the Quidditch game before. " Well I guess I better tell you now. You have..." Madam Pomfrey tried to finish before she was once again interrupted. This time by Harry storming into the Hospital Wing. "What's wrong with Katie, as Gryffindor Captain I have a right to know." Said Harry, completely out of breath. "Excuse me Mr. Potter, I was just telling Miss Bell that she has broken every bone in her body. The bones can be mended in about a day but the pain will last all year." Madam Pomfrey said with a sadness in her voice. "WHAT!" Harry said in horror. "Will she at least be able to finish the season?" Harry asked, praying for the right answer as Prof. McGonagall entered. "I'm afraid not, the pain will be way too strong for any sort of broomstick flying." Said Madam Pomfrey. "I'm sorry Katie but you know what this means, we need to find a replacement chaser just for this year." Said Prof. McGonagall "I understand" Katie said "Can I at least help the new chaser?" "Of course Katie" Said Prof. McGonagall. "I'll just ask Madam Hooch to post a sign up sheet in her office."