Chapter 3
Oliver Saves the Day, Twice, and There's Dumbledore Too
"Oliver, where's Angelina? I just noticed that she isn't here. She's been acting strange today don't you think?"
"Yeah, I'm not sure where she went, and she has been acting a little odd. I'll see if I can find her. That's enough for now guys! I'll see you again at 7:00 tonight okay? Don't forget!" Wood climbed on his broom and flew off over the grounds searching for Angelina. The rest of the team started walking across the grounds, but Harry decided to go into the locker room and wash up a bit before going back to the castle. When he walked out Harry spotted Oliver racing back towards the field on his broom.
"Harry! Harry! Get on your broom! QUICK! You have to see this!!" Wood screamed. Harry mounted and kicked off hard in Wood's direction. When Harry saw what Wood was pointing at, he couldn't believe his eyes. He saw Angelina, running on the ground, chasing after Malfoy. And Malfoy was holding--Harry couldn't quite make it out--
"The Quiddich BOX!" Harry screamed aloud. "You take the left, swing around, and meet me in the middle in front of them!" Wood yelled. They raced to the ground and swooped around, heading straight for Malfoy. He dodged them at the last minute and fell to the ground. Harry pulled up just in time, but Wood wasn't so lucky. He ran full speed right into Angelina, and they both fell to the ground. Malfoy was already up and running again, dragging the box behind him. It was all up to Harry to get the box back. He took a sharp turn to the left on his broom and dove for another pass. Once he got close enough to the ground, he jumped off his Firebolt onto Malfoy's back (he had actually been running from Harry's broom instead of trying to dodge it). Harry threw Malfoy on the ground, but Malfoy was stronger than he looked. He rolled Harry over onto his back, drew his wand. and was about to do some awful spell that his father had probably taught him when Harry heard a loud yell and pounding feet. The next thing he knew, Oliver was there, punching Malfoy in the gut. Harry jumped up and pulled Wood off of Malfoy, for he seemed to be taking out his whole day's rage on him. Malfoy fell to the ground, grasping for breath, while Oliver and Harry ran over to see if Angelina was okay.
"Harry, go to Dumbledore…I'm sure you know where his office is right? Tell him what happened and to please hurry! Before that piece of crap gets up again." Harry ran off to the castle, and Oliver knelt down beside Angelina. She was unconcious, breathing little, and her right leg was sitting in an odd position, looking like a broken bone.. Wood just hoped Harry would get back in time.
***
Harry ran, panting, in the doors and up the staircase to the left hall. He was almost there, as soon as he rounded this corner… Harry ran full speed right into Professor Flitwick, knocking him to the ground.
"Oh….oh I'm so sorry professor! It's just that, I….I was in a bit of a hurry you see," Harry was panting for breath and trying to make up an excuse, "because I was out practicing with Oliver for the match tomorrow….and remembered that I had forgotten….my wand. I carry it everywhere, Professor, you see, and I--"
"I don't want to hear your excuse, Potter." Professor Flitwick said with a grin on his face, "The new password to Dumbledore's office is Earwax." Harry was amazed that he showed his lying so easily, but there was not time to worry about that. He skidded to a halt beside the giant gargoyle leading to Dumbledore's office and said the password. The gargoyle jumped aside letting Harry though.
***
As Wood knelt on the ground he saw "piece of crap" stirring a little. He lifted his head up and shot a nasty glace at Oliver before dropping it. Wood walked over, wand out, waiting for anything. Wood put a foot on Malfoys' hand holding the wand.
"One move, Malfoy, one move, I'm warning you," Wood pointed his wand right at Malfoy's head with a look of complete fury in his eyes.
***
Harry knocked the knocker on Dumbledore's door after going up the moving staircase. The door opened slowly and Dumbledore went back to his desk.
"Ah, Harry, what can I do for you today?" Dumbledore seemed to know that Harry nedded something important, because the two remained standing.
"Professor, after Quiddich practice today Oliver went looking for Angelina because we didn't know where she had gotten to…she seemed to have just disappeared! So when I came out of the locker room I saw Oliver speeding across the sky and yelling for me to come up." Harry went on to tell about Malfoy, Angelina, and the Quiddich box. "Professor, I think Angelina is hurt pretty badly because of when Wood ran into her, and I think we need to get down there, now,"
"Okay Harry, you're telling the complete truth? You know I won't expel you if you did something wrong."
"Yes, Professor. This is exactly what happened!" With that hey ran down to the field and behind it. There stood Wood, wand still poised.
"Professor! It's Angelina, she's out old, and I think her leg's broken!"
"Thank you, Wood. And I don't think Malfoy will be trying any of his father's little tricks while I'm around, so you could lift your foot now, Oliver." Dumbledore walked over to Angelina and knelt beside her. He took her pulse, pulled his wand, and muttered a few words under his breath.
"She will live. She very well could have died if it weren't for you, Wood. It seems you held her hand, or something, for a few moments because her heart rate is higher than normal at this state." Wood blushed furiously and put his head down. He muttered Thank you, Professor, under his breath, but it could barely be heard.