Chapter 4
~In The Hospital Wing~

As Draco finally started to wake up to the world around him, he heard sniffles from the side of his bed. Draco kept his eyes closed, as to give himself time to think about why he was lying in a bed. A slightly familiar smell wandered to his nose and he nearly jumped of the bed! He was in the hospital wing, a place he hadn't been since the Hippogriff accident in 4th year. Glad that the sudden jump hadn't stopped the voice from sniffling, he searched his brain, looking, searching, for a reason to all this... OUCH!!!!
Draco couldn't stop himself from screaming! A girls voice was hysterical in apology...
"OH! I'm so sorry Draco, I'm so, so, so sorry, I didn't mean it...oh...oh...oh...I'M SORRY!!!"
The squealing sounded familiar to the suffering boy...
"JUST GET OFF MY FOOT, PARKINSON!!!!!!!"
Pansy finally got off his foot and looked sick. She had started to sniff again, this time louder. The sniffing, definitely wasn't music to Draco's ears. He just can't understand why girls are such babies at times.
He gave her a look over and saw she had been crying. He suddenly felt like a tank of cold water had been tipped on him. Were his worst fears true? The last thing he remembered was chasing the snitch.
"..Don't tell me...we...LOST???????", came the question in a haunting whisper.
Hatred had filled Pansy's eyes. And the bitterness that came out, shocked even Draco Malfoy.
"No."
Draco was puzzled. How can the team win without him? Unless Ravenclaw forfeited, and why would they do that? Pansy noticed the confusion in his eyes and a shrilly laugh filled with hatred, was let loose. Draco was getting freaked, what's with the sudden change in Pansy? Girls, I'll never figure them out... Then he remembered, they replaced him, they must of! The new rule had come in last year, it was so that each house had a better chance of winning, but who replaced him? No one in Slytherin could level him as seeker!
Pansy continued, " They replaced you and Harace with Zenclar and Relisis." Another storm gathered over her eyes when she mentioned Dilynn's name, but this time Draco didn't notice as he was deep in his own thoughts.
"Harace... why was he sent off?". He was muttering to himself, trying to fit the puzzle together, but he just couldn't remember!
" He... well, he..." Pansy started stuttering, " He knocked you off your broom with two Bludgers..." Seeing shock in the eyes of Draco, she flushed red. It was a strange thing to do especially since she had nothing to feel guilty about, except that they were all housemates.
A new thought enter his mind, turn his face to a pasty white then changing to a furious red.
"THE NEW GIRL, DILYNN ZENCLAR REPLACED ME????????", His voice echoed loudly in the wing.
When Pansy nodded, Madam Pomfrey bustled in, who looked surprised at the noise level her patient could obtain.
Draco sat there fuming as Madam Pomfrey gave him a check up. Pansy decided it would be best for her to break the news to him while he was partly restrained.
"She also .. caught the snitch," Pansy tried to say as calmly as possible, as well as holding back the annoyance that could of been detected by Madam Pomfrey.
He stiffened. Eyes frozen in hatred. Mouth twisted, not in agony but in pure distaste.
Madam Pomfrey gave a cheery smile, oblivious to the fuming figure in front of her.
" Oh yes, I hear she was very good, saw the snitch before anyone else and then caught it, no one even knew what she was doing... alright Mr Malfoy, you can leave now, make sure you get plenty of rest though."
Draco marched out like a zombie with Pansy trailing behind, more silent than a shadow.

~In The Great Hall~

Harry glanced over at the celebrating, Slytherin table. Draco was still no where to be seen, and he assumed that Draco will not be happy when he discovers what has happened. Dilynn, Harry noted, had a bigger male fan club than ever. Even Guys from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were treading over to congratulate her and only left when herds of Slytherins stood up in a menacing pose.
He turned back to his dinner and listened to the conversation at his table being led by Hermione. She and Ron was arguing about what happened to Draco. Ginny was trying to stay neutral and she kept shooting glances at Harry to save her.
" I'm telling you, Malfoy deserved it !", Ron banged his fist on the table to emphasizes his point.
All the Gryffindors turned and stared at him, and started to watch the debate against the two friends, as they ate.
"He does not! No matter how mean and enraging he is, he didn't deserved being knocked down by his own teammate! No one deserves it!", Hermione raising her own voice to match Ron's intensity. Many nodded in agreement. Deep inside, she was just glad he wasn't staring at Dilynn... Stop it! He can't help that he's attracted to Veelas, I mean not many can stop themselves, look at that bunch around her now!
Out of the corner of her eye, Hermione watched Dilynn's fan club in action. Seeing Crabbe and Doyle trying to push their way to a seat next to her she didn't know whether to laugh or feel sorry for the girl.
As Ron uttered his next rebuttal, her eyes returned to the table.
"No one, EXCEPT Malfoy deserves to be knocked off his broom by a teammate! No one is more deserving! Remember the time he nearly got Hagrid fired because he was rude to that Hippogriff ? Even though Hagrid warned him? That's only one of the long list of reasons why he deserved it!", Ron's nosed flared with passion as he stated his case. Causing may expressions of distaste as the remembered the ordeal.
Harry and Ginny sighed as the debated went on. It was too much like a tennis game and Harry's neck couldn't take it. Staring down at his plate, he wondered what Draco was doing now. Before he could come up with an idea, the doors opened, the heated debate stopped suddenly at the noise of opening doors. The Gryffindors were the only table who noticed Draco's entrance.
His head surveyed the crowd at the Slytherin table if looking for something. Draco was looking for something, any attention at all. When his eyes set on Dilynn, a voice in his head uttered the very words that matched the expression on his face. I've lost my credibility...YOU'LL PAY ZENCLAR, EVEN IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!
He walked towards the group. A few meters before he reached the table, Draco stopped and raked his hair back with his fingers, trying to think of the best entrance. Of course, the girls being bored and jealous of all the attention Dilynn was getting, were the first to see Draco.
The four friends at the Gryffindor looked on in amusement as a mad rush of girls went over to coo over "poor" Draco. It was like a strong wave rolling towards the sand, and Draco was the sand. When Harry commented on it, only Hermione nodded in agreement. Ginny tore her eyes away from the drowning Draco, with a smile of amusement playing at her lips, long enough to ask Harry about his comment.
Ginny had never seen the sea. The sands of Egypt yes, most of the wonders of the wizard world, sort of... but the sea? never. She tried to image what it would be like, but she couldn't conjure up the image.
"What do waves look like?" questioned Ginny. Then she blushed, she felt really self-conscious when she had to ask Harry these questions.
"They are like...like...wind left over from a fast broomstick, except its rushes of water instead of the wind," Harry tried to explain as best as he could.
Hermione nodded again in agreement. But she believed that the movement towards Draco was self explanatory. Ron laughed.
"So you mean, something like, the wind when you leave Draco in the dust as you're flying in front of him on your Firebolt, huh?"
All the Gryffindors snorted with laughter. Harry had to smile at the comment, it wasn't the best description, but it seemed to work. Turning back to Draco, the group watched, as hordes of girls escorted him to a seat on the Slytherin table. Clearly noticeable, the side furthest away from Dilynn.
The girls treated Malfoy like a roman god. He didn't even have to pick up his own spoon, everything was done for him. He smiled at his luxury. Dilynn, on the other hand was having difficulty having her dinner. She was hungry from the match, but she couldn't eat because, as soon as she tried to place food in her mouth, another guy would push in and try to sit next to her, making her drop her food back onto the plate.
She knew if she wanted to actually eat, she'll have to do something. Dilynn glanced around for an escape. That was when she saw that Draco was back, she also saw the special treatment he was getting. Dilynn stifled a giggle, she half expected the girls to be carrying fans and fanning the 6th grade Slytherin. All the guys turned to see what she was laughing at.
"Malfoy, he's back!"
"He looks fine."
"I didn't even see him come in!"
"Hahaha, never seen him look happier," snickered another person.
But group by group, the guys slowly made it around to Draco. Dilynn was left in peace with her dinner and Draco was getting his attention. But he wasn't smiling for long. After some concerned questions about his accident, the only thing the guys could talk about was the game. However, they would comment only on how well the game went considering the loss of two original players. Ordinarily, this wouldn't of unsettled Draco, except for the fact that they talked about him as if he was just an average player, not team captain and the best player on the team.
The earlier thought of him losing his credibility, returned to Draco. As he turned to stared at Dilynn, all that came to mind was, revenge is sweet. And he knew exactly how Dilynn Zenclar would pay for his humiliation. The plan was completed in his head by the time he spotted Crabbe and Doyle in the crowd.
Ginny had watched as the guys ambled to the other side of the table to talk to Draco. When she turned back to the transfer student, she discovered that Dilynn seemed pleasantly happy that her 'fan club' had left. From where Ginny was sitting, she all she saw was how hungry the girl seemed to be. The dread of going through this everyday, was not seen by the young Gryffindor.
It wasn't that Dilynn Zenclar didn't enjoy the attention, actually her old friends at Oz would laugh if they were told that. She was the kind of girl that would strive for attention, but just not all the time. Dilynn was also the kind of girl that relied on her friends. She loved to gossip with them, plan practical jokes together, talk about guys...but it was obvious that all the girls here were too jealous of her too even consider being her friend. She had always felt that without her friends, all the attention in the world was meaningless. Dilynn sighed. Life would never be the same here.
After finishing her meal, Dilynn looked up and stared straight at the Gryffindor table. As she surveyed the crowd who which seemed oblivious to her, she noticed Hermione looking at her from the corner of her eye. She smiled at her, trying to seem more friendly than their first meeting. But the only response she got, was a glare.
Hermione, glared at the Slytherin and turned her back on Dilynn. She still didn't trust Dilynn, as well as the reminder of their first meeting. Was the smile for real? Or was she going to pull a fast one on me? She shook her had trying to clear her mind of the thoughts she had, and tuned back into the continual conversation around her.