Third Time Rising
Note from Kat: Here we go. Another chapter. And I managed not to give away the plot so far. :cheers: If chapters tend to get space-y, you'll know I'm doing the whole Jr. High thing and doing homework/studying/going to school. That's about all I have to tell you. Oh, I and thanks to Tiffy I realised I put 'Ravenclaw' once instead of Slytherin. Damn my multitasking.
Disclaimer: Hello. I am J. K. Rowling. I wrote the Harry Potter series. Kat didn't.
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Alicia's Point Of View.
And the game ended with the score, two hundred and thirty to fifty, in favour of the Gryffindor team. There was celebration, food and partying.
Not quite. The score part was right. The rest, is somewhat incorrect.
For a quick recap, Harry had caught the Snitch nearly seconds after the so- called accident.
An accident. That's what they were going to call it. No blame on the Slytherins, nor their players.
I should have been there, not Katie.
But why didn't I see this coming earlier? The whole time it seemed something was going to happen.
Back to Third Person
The remaining of the teammates sat in the locker room, Harry pacing back and forth.
"We played a tough game out there, but the fact still remains that one of our best players was injured." Harry started.
"I know there's aren't many penalties in Quidditch, but we all saw what happened out there. This is ridiculous." Fred interrupted.
"I'll strangle Bole if it's the last thing I do." George added.
Alicia and Angelina were both gravely quiet.
Madame Pomfrey stood at the entrance of the locker room, the teammates finally taking notice to her. It seemed she had been standing there for a few minutes.
"Is she all right?" "Permission to kill Slytherin's Beaters?" etc, came from the six.
She frowned, knowing she'd later regret her next words. "You all best come with me."
She led them to the Hospital Wing, stopping outside the door. "Only one of you may go see her." With that, she disappeared inside, leaving them to decide.
"Alicia should go," George said, the others agreeing.
All except Harry nodded, and slowly making their way back to the Gryffindor Commons. Harry had the one, soon to be dreaded questions to ask her. "You better go before Pomfrey changes her mind."
She stepped inside, and Madame Pomfrey reluctantly led her down the room, the where Katie lay.
"She's unconscious, so no real use with your being here." She then walked towards the other side of the room.
"That's not Katie." Alicia wanted to scream. That wasn't her best friend. Only an hour ago she had seen her, this just couldn't be happening.
A twisted expression remained on the girl's face, blonde wisps carelessly falling over squeezed shut eyes.
Alicia closed her own eyes, slowly walking towards the exit, only to hear Harry's question to Madame Pomfrey.
"Will she.. be okay in time for the Quidditch match against Ravenclaw?" Harry asked, feeling a bit foolish saying so.
"Quidditch? " Pomfrey repeated incredulously. "It'll be a miracle if she walks again."
As far as Alicia was concerned, that was all she needed to hear. She dashed out of the Hospital Wing, past the two. Her boots clicked softly across the wood floors, as she tried to clear her mind of what she had heard.
Hadn't she always been jealous of Katie? Katie, the prettier one. The one boys paid the most attention too. And herself, Alicia, the forgotten one.
As the days that followed passed, many different rumours spread. Fingers mostly pointed at Slytherin. The only thing most students knew was there had been a flier hung in the Gryffindor Commons about Chaser tryouts.
'Spinal trauma, whatever they were calling it. It wasn't fair. Wasn't there anything that could be done?' Alicia had asked on several occasions.
It was a normal Saturday, as normal as it could be for the current going- ons at Hogwarts. The Weasley twins and Lee sat in the common room. The twins were involved in a game of Wizards chess, Lee being referee.
"You cheated." George claimed. "I know you moved your knight when I bent down to pick up the pieces you knocked on the ground."
"Did not." Fred argued, "You're exaggerating."
Lee merely shook his head.
They all stopped as Angelina entered from the girls' dorms. She had a pale worried look on her face.
"'Lo Ang, anything the matter?" Fred said breaking apart from the argument.
"I.. I. Think something's wrong with Alicia."
The Hospital Wing
"I'm not sure, she just passed out." Angelina explained to Madame Pomfrey. Lee, and the twins stood behind her.
"She's possibly just stressed, that's all I can say." She said sharply, abruptly dismissing them.
Alicia's eyes opened, vision clouded. She shivered, pushing herself of the cold stone floor. "Where am I?" She sat up, examining her dark and dingy surroundings. She spotted several statues of Salazar Slytherin. None of it added up..
"Hello Alicia." Came a voice that hinted to be from nowhere. Panicking, she looked around the room, seeing no one.
Then came a giggle, as a shadowed figure appeared in front of her. Taken back, Alicia dragged herself a foot back.
"What is matter, Ali?" She mimicked a sickeningly sweet voice. The figure stepped out of the darkness. It seemed to be Katie Bell. She donned light blue satin dress robes, and her hair pulled up into an elegant bun. It resembled Katie's attire from the Yule Ball.
"Ka-" Alicia stopped herself, looking into the other girl's eyes. They lacked the familiar hazel hue. Black would be an understatement. They were pools of darkness.
Note from Kat: Here we go. Another chapter. And I managed not to give away the plot so far. :cheers: If chapters tend to get space-y, you'll know I'm doing the whole Jr. High thing and doing homework/studying/going to school. That's about all I have to tell you. Oh, I and thanks to Tiffy I realised I put 'Ravenclaw' once instead of Slytherin. Damn my multitasking.
Disclaimer: Hello. I am J. K. Rowling. I wrote the Harry Potter series. Kat didn't.
~*~
Alicia's Point Of View.
And the game ended with the score, two hundred and thirty to fifty, in favour of the Gryffindor team. There was celebration, food and partying.
Not quite. The score part was right. The rest, is somewhat incorrect.
For a quick recap, Harry had caught the Snitch nearly seconds after the so- called accident.
An accident. That's what they were going to call it. No blame on the Slytherins, nor their players.
I should have been there, not Katie.
But why didn't I see this coming earlier? The whole time it seemed something was going to happen.
Back to Third Person
The remaining of the teammates sat in the locker room, Harry pacing back and forth.
"We played a tough game out there, but the fact still remains that one of our best players was injured." Harry started.
"I know there's aren't many penalties in Quidditch, but we all saw what happened out there. This is ridiculous." Fred interrupted.
"I'll strangle Bole if it's the last thing I do." George added.
Alicia and Angelina were both gravely quiet.
Madame Pomfrey stood at the entrance of the locker room, the teammates finally taking notice to her. It seemed she had been standing there for a few minutes.
"Is she all right?" "Permission to kill Slytherin's Beaters?" etc, came from the six.
She frowned, knowing she'd later regret her next words. "You all best come with me."
She led them to the Hospital Wing, stopping outside the door. "Only one of you may go see her." With that, she disappeared inside, leaving them to decide.
"Alicia should go," George said, the others agreeing.
All except Harry nodded, and slowly making their way back to the Gryffindor Commons. Harry had the one, soon to be dreaded questions to ask her. "You better go before Pomfrey changes her mind."
She stepped inside, and Madame Pomfrey reluctantly led her down the room, the where Katie lay.
"She's unconscious, so no real use with your being here." She then walked towards the other side of the room.
"That's not Katie." Alicia wanted to scream. That wasn't her best friend. Only an hour ago she had seen her, this just couldn't be happening.
A twisted expression remained on the girl's face, blonde wisps carelessly falling over squeezed shut eyes.
Alicia closed her own eyes, slowly walking towards the exit, only to hear Harry's question to Madame Pomfrey.
"Will she.. be okay in time for the Quidditch match against Ravenclaw?" Harry asked, feeling a bit foolish saying so.
"Quidditch? " Pomfrey repeated incredulously. "It'll be a miracle if she walks again."
As far as Alicia was concerned, that was all she needed to hear. She dashed out of the Hospital Wing, past the two. Her boots clicked softly across the wood floors, as she tried to clear her mind of what she had heard.
Hadn't she always been jealous of Katie? Katie, the prettier one. The one boys paid the most attention too. And herself, Alicia, the forgotten one.
As the days that followed passed, many different rumours spread. Fingers mostly pointed at Slytherin. The only thing most students knew was there had been a flier hung in the Gryffindor Commons about Chaser tryouts.
'Spinal trauma, whatever they were calling it. It wasn't fair. Wasn't there anything that could be done?' Alicia had asked on several occasions.
It was a normal Saturday, as normal as it could be for the current going- ons at Hogwarts. The Weasley twins and Lee sat in the common room. The twins were involved in a game of Wizards chess, Lee being referee.
"You cheated." George claimed. "I know you moved your knight when I bent down to pick up the pieces you knocked on the ground."
"Did not." Fred argued, "You're exaggerating."
Lee merely shook his head.
They all stopped as Angelina entered from the girls' dorms. She had a pale worried look on her face.
"'Lo Ang, anything the matter?" Fred said breaking apart from the argument.
"I.. I. Think something's wrong with Alicia."
The Hospital Wing
"I'm not sure, she just passed out." Angelina explained to Madame Pomfrey. Lee, and the twins stood behind her.
"She's possibly just stressed, that's all I can say." She said sharply, abruptly dismissing them.
Alicia's eyes opened, vision clouded. She shivered, pushing herself of the cold stone floor. "Where am I?" She sat up, examining her dark and dingy surroundings. She spotted several statues of Salazar Slytherin. None of it added up..
"Hello Alicia." Came a voice that hinted to be from nowhere. Panicking, she looked around the room, seeing no one.
Then came a giggle, as a shadowed figure appeared in front of her. Taken back, Alicia dragged herself a foot back.
"What is matter, Ali?" She mimicked a sickeningly sweet voice. The figure stepped out of the darkness. It seemed to be Katie Bell. She donned light blue satin dress robes, and her hair pulled up into an elegant bun. It resembled Katie's attire from the Yule Ball.
"Ka-" Alicia stopped herself, looking into the other girl's eyes. They lacked the familiar hazel hue. Black would be an understatement. They were pools of darkness.