Ch.10-The Game
She had begun to get extremely protective of Harry. She couldn't figure out why, but she was always thinking about his safety. There were stories of Voldemort and his men everyday. She had a feeling that her destiny had something to do with Harry, but it was not to love him. Oliver had begun his job assisting Madame Hooch, so they were spending less time together. Sarah almost felt relieved because she was feeling smothered.
What she and Draco had talked about was haunting her. What was her destiny? Did she believe in it? She had so many questions but no answers. She needed to stop thinking about it so much. She needed to have fun again. Thank goodness there was a Quidditch game coming up. It was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. She didn't know who to support, so she did both. She made a sign that said, "GO HARRY AND DRACO!" She sat up in the stands with Hermione, Ron, Oliver, and all the other Gryffindors. There were lots of other signs, but they were all red and gold. Sarah wanted hers to stand out so she made it flash green, gold, silver, and red.
The teams walked out onto the field, Madame Hooch told the captains to shake hands. They looked at each other, and shook each other's hand. They mounted their brooms, and the whistle blew. You could hear Lee Jordan's commentary. She was too interested in the game to listen. She was the red and green blurs, but wasn't able to follow them very well. She saw Harry high above the other players, and her stomach lurched. She didn't like him being that high up. Draco was closer to the ground scanning the field all around him. Every now and then, Lee would announce the score. She looked at Oliver who was screaming and yelling, "Come on! That's a foul!" She looked back at Draco, but he was going very fast. She looked up and saw Harry and he was diving. They looked as of they were playing chicken, but neither of them turned. They kept charging at each other. Sarah stood up, and then so did everyone else. They started to yell for them to turn, but they didn't. They were gaining speed. Sarah held her breath. They reached out their hands, and then there was a horrible crash. Sarah's eyes started to water. She was one of the first people down there. They were both out cold, and clutched in Draco's hand was the snitch. She kneeled beside them, and started to cry. Dumbledore was soon standing beside her. He helped her up, and with the help of some other teachers they had their way to Madame Pomfrey. Hermione and Ron were both pale, and Oliver was holding Sarah. Pansy was in hysterics. They waited outside of the infirmary, and people were already dropping off candy and cards.
They were allowed in later that night. Harry had broken his arm and had a black eye. Draco was worse. He had broken his leg, his right arm, and had a concussion. He still wasn't awake, but Sarah saw Harry first. They joked about his eye, and he retold his story from up in the air. Sarah told him how scared she was for him. Then they heard some moaning. Sarah went over to check on him, and to her surprise Pansy wasn't there. "How are you feeling?" Draco looked at her and smiled. "My head hurts. Did we win?" Sarah couldn't help but laugh. "I can't believe that's all you're worried about, but yes you did." Draco got a huge smile. They talked for a while. "I'm glad to see you smiling." Sarah was rushed out by Madame Pomfrey. They said goodnight.
Gryffindor had a party even though they didn't win. Sarah went to her room, but soon someone walked in. It was Oliver. He sat on her bed. "Are you okay?" She nodded her head, and took his hand in hers. " I'm better now though." He smiled at her. "I love you." She leaned over and kissed him. He started to rub her head, she laid her head on his lap. "I love you too." He kissed her on the forehead. They sat in quite just holding each other's hand, and occasionally kissing. Eventually they said goodnight. Hermione walked in right as he was leaving. She told him goodnight. She looked at Sarah. "What were you two doing in here?" Hermione raised her eyebrows. Sarah threw her pillow at her. "Nothing! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Hermione threw her back her pillow. "I see you're in a better mood." Sarah nodded her head, "I guess that the game lifted my spirits." Shortly after they talked they were both asleep.
Sarah had another dream, but this was just seeing Draco and Harry colliding. The crunch of their brooms, and the thud of their bodies hitting the ground. Then her seeing Harry high in the sky on his broom, and worrying if he was going to fall.
Notes- Sorry it has taken so long. I'll be working on the next chapter and I hope to have it up soon. Please keep reading and reviewing.
She had begun to get extremely protective of Harry. She couldn't figure out why, but she was always thinking about his safety. There were stories of Voldemort and his men everyday. She had a feeling that her destiny had something to do with Harry, but it was not to love him. Oliver had begun his job assisting Madame Hooch, so they were spending less time together. Sarah almost felt relieved because she was feeling smothered.
What she and Draco had talked about was haunting her. What was her destiny? Did she believe in it? She had so many questions but no answers. She needed to stop thinking about it so much. She needed to have fun again. Thank goodness there was a Quidditch game coming up. It was Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. She didn't know who to support, so she did both. She made a sign that said, "GO HARRY AND DRACO!" She sat up in the stands with Hermione, Ron, Oliver, and all the other Gryffindors. There were lots of other signs, but they were all red and gold. Sarah wanted hers to stand out so she made it flash green, gold, silver, and red.
The teams walked out onto the field, Madame Hooch told the captains to shake hands. They looked at each other, and shook each other's hand. They mounted their brooms, and the whistle blew. You could hear Lee Jordan's commentary. She was too interested in the game to listen. She was the red and green blurs, but wasn't able to follow them very well. She saw Harry high above the other players, and her stomach lurched. She didn't like him being that high up. Draco was closer to the ground scanning the field all around him. Every now and then, Lee would announce the score. She looked at Oliver who was screaming and yelling, "Come on! That's a foul!" She looked back at Draco, but he was going very fast. She looked up and saw Harry and he was diving. They looked as of they were playing chicken, but neither of them turned. They kept charging at each other. Sarah stood up, and then so did everyone else. They started to yell for them to turn, but they didn't. They were gaining speed. Sarah held her breath. They reached out their hands, and then there was a horrible crash. Sarah's eyes started to water. She was one of the first people down there. They were both out cold, and clutched in Draco's hand was the snitch. She kneeled beside them, and started to cry. Dumbledore was soon standing beside her. He helped her up, and with the help of some other teachers they had their way to Madame Pomfrey. Hermione and Ron were both pale, and Oliver was holding Sarah. Pansy was in hysterics. They waited outside of the infirmary, and people were already dropping off candy and cards.
They were allowed in later that night. Harry had broken his arm and had a black eye. Draco was worse. He had broken his leg, his right arm, and had a concussion. He still wasn't awake, but Sarah saw Harry first. They joked about his eye, and he retold his story from up in the air. Sarah told him how scared she was for him. Then they heard some moaning. Sarah went over to check on him, and to her surprise Pansy wasn't there. "How are you feeling?" Draco looked at her and smiled. "My head hurts. Did we win?" Sarah couldn't help but laugh. "I can't believe that's all you're worried about, but yes you did." Draco got a huge smile. They talked for a while. "I'm glad to see you smiling." Sarah was rushed out by Madame Pomfrey. They said goodnight.
Gryffindor had a party even though they didn't win. Sarah went to her room, but soon someone walked in. It was Oliver. He sat on her bed. "Are you okay?" She nodded her head, and took his hand in hers. " I'm better now though." He smiled at her. "I love you." She leaned over and kissed him. He started to rub her head, she laid her head on his lap. "I love you too." He kissed her on the forehead. They sat in quite just holding each other's hand, and occasionally kissing. Eventually they said goodnight. Hermione walked in right as he was leaving. She told him goodnight. She looked at Sarah. "What were you two doing in here?" Hermione raised her eyebrows. Sarah threw her pillow at her. "Nothing! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Hermione threw her back her pillow. "I see you're in a better mood." Sarah nodded her head, "I guess that the game lifted my spirits." Shortly after they talked they were both asleep.
Sarah had another dream, but this was just seeing Draco and Harry colliding. The crunch of their brooms, and the thud of their bodies hitting the ground. Then her seeing Harry high in the sky on his broom, and worrying if he was going to fall.
Notes- Sorry it has taken so long. I'll be working on the next chapter and I hope to have it up soon. Please keep reading and reviewing.