Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story except for Mo.
Mo fell off her broom and started to plummet towards the ground. Pansy screamed.
Oh no Pansy, now what? You've got to do something! Pansy thought. But another voice said, Hmmph! Serves her right, the bitch.
But Pansy cried out, "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! Someone help!!!!!!!" Luckily, she shouted loud enough for everyone to hear. Both teams froze where they were and watched Mo fall, as if they didn't know what to do. But Draco quickly reacted. He dived after her as quick as he could. Unfortunately, Draco was on an old Cleansweep Seven from the school's supply shed because he didn't have time to go up to his dorm to get his Nimbus 2001. He was urging his broom onward, but the ancient Cleansweep just wasn't enough. Mo hit the ground with a sickening thud, and Draco heard a crack, as her left leg broke. Mo let out a moan. Draco landed next to her seconds after, and started shaking her, althought he knew he shouldn't, in case she broke anything else.
"MO!!!! Wake up Mo!!!!" Draco shouted. By now everyone was on the field around Mo. He didn't care that all the Slytherins were looking at him strangely. It was like all he cared about was that Mo was ok.
Then, Harry took over. "Everyone calm down! Give her some space!" He cautiously touched her leg. Mo let out a cry, but she was still unconcious. "Who caused her to fall?" Harry asked.
When nobody said anything, Hermione spoke up. "I saw who did it. It was Pansy. I saw her." Pansy was scowling.
"Fine, I did do it. But I didn't mean to!" Pansy said, trying to think of an excuse in vain.
"That was low, Parkinson," said Draco, shaking his head at her.
"Somebody better get her to Madam Pomfrey, quick," Harry suggested.
"I'll do it," said Draco, suprising everyone. He quickly picked Mo up and started walking towards the Hospital Wing. That was really idiotic of Pansy, he thought. What if something serious happened to Mo?
By the time he reached the Hospital Wing, Mo was getting a bit heavy, so he laid her down on a cot nearby. Madam Pomfrey came along and immediately shoved huge peices of chocolate in Draco's mouth.
"Oh you poor dear! Now, what happened?" Then, she seemed to have noticed Mo. "Oh dear...."
Madam Pomfrey said that she had broken her leg, and she would be unconcious for some time because of the blow to her head, but no permanent damage had been done. After Madam Pomfrey healed Mo's leg, the look of pain that had been on Mo's face left.
"She will wake up sometime tomorrow, I think." said Madam Pomfrey, as she left the room.
Draco thought he must have watched her for ages, but it was probably about a quarter an hour. She looked even more beautiful when she was unconcious, he thought. With her cheeks flushed like that. Then Draco realized he ought to be getting to his next class. Before he left, he gently kissed Mo's silky smooth cheek, and he could see a faint smile appear on her features.
Mmmm.....Draco thought. She smells good..........
As Draco was walking down the corridor, remembering the sweet, enchanting smell of Mo, he wondered what made him act like he did down at the Quidditch Pitch. He knew that now he had lost most of the Slytherins' trust, but he didn't seem to care. Then, he stopped walking abruptly as a thought struck him. Do I love her?
At that exact moment, a sharp pain reached Mo's left leg and Pansy's left arm.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story except for Mo.
Mo fell off her broom and started to plummet towards the ground. Pansy screamed.
Oh no Pansy, now what? You've got to do something! Pansy thought. But another voice said, Hmmph! Serves her right, the bitch.
But Pansy cried out, "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! Someone help!!!!!!!" Luckily, she shouted loud enough for everyone to hear. Both teams froze where they were and watched Mo fall, as if they didn't know what to do. But Draco quickly reacted. He dived after her as quick as he could. Unfortunately, Draco was on an old Cleansweep Seven from the school's supply shed because he didn't have time to go up to his dorm to get his Nimbus 2001. He was urging his broom onward, but the ancient Cleansweep just wasn't enough. Mo hit the ground with a sickening thud, and Draco heard a crack, as her left leg broke. Mo let out a moan. Draco landed next to her seconds after, and started shaking her, althought he knew he shouldn't, in case she broke anything else.
"MO!!!! Wake up Mo!!!!" Draco shouted. By now everyone was on the field around Mo. He didn't care that all the Slytherins were looking at him strangely. It was like all he cared about was that Mo was ok.
Then, Harry took over. "Everyone calm down! Give her some space!" He cautiously touched her leg. Mo let out a cry, but she was still unconcious. "Who caused her to fall?" Harry asked.
When nobody said anything, Hermione spoke up. "I saw who did it. It was Pansy. I saw her." Pansy was scowling.
"Fine, I did do it. But I didn't mean to!" Pansy said, trying to think of an excuse in vain.
"That was low, Parkinson," said Draco, shaking his head at her.
"Somebody better get her to Madam Pomfrey, quick," Harry suggested.
"I'll do it," said Draco, suprising everyone. He quickly picked Mo up and started walking towards the Hospital Wing. That was really idiotic of Pansy, he thought. What if something serious happened to Mo?
By the time he reached the Hospital Wing, Mo was getting a bit heavy, so he laid her down on a cot nearby. Madam Pomfrey came along and immediately shoved huge peices of chocolate in Draco's mouth.
"Oh you poor dear! Now, what happened?" Then, she seemed to have noticed Mo. "Oh dear...."
Madam Pomfrey said that she had broken her leg, and she would be unconcious for some time because of the blow to her head, but no permanent damage had been done. After Madam Pomfrey healed Mo's leg, the look of pain that had been on Mo's face left.
"She will wake up sometime tomorrow, I think." said Madam Pomfrey, as she left the room.
Draco thought he must have watched her for ages, but it was probably about a quarter an hour. She looked even more beautiful when she was unconcious, he thought. With her cheeks flushed like that. Then Draco realized he ought to be getting to his next class. Before he left, he gently kissed Mo's silky smooth cheek, and he could see a faint smile appear on her features.
Mmmm.....Draco thought. She smells good..........
As Draco was walking down the corridor, remembering the sweet, enchanting smell of Mo, he wondered what made him act like he did down at the Quidditch Pitch. He knew that now he had lost most of the Slytherins' trust, but he didn't seem to care. Then, he stopped walking abruptly as a thought struck him. Do I love her?
At that exact moment, a sharp pain reached Mo's left leg and Pansy's left arm.
