Chapter I: Ann.
If anything worse or more embarrassing in someone else's eye than what was happening now could occur, Ann welcomed it with open arms. Surely nothing could surpass the unbearable guilt that was washing over her. Jessica Lee lay sprawled on the ground, her eyes closed, and her broom flying wildly in the air around the arena. Ann swooped down as gracefully as the mortified adolescent could with one arm hold on, while the other waved madly around her, beating away the Bludgers flying directly at her head. She landed a few feet away from Lee and stumbled in her direction. The shocked youth leaned up and rubbed her head in pain. Unfortunately for Ann, (and probably even more so for Jessica,) she saw the problem directly behind her fallen comrade before she had a chance to get to her. The Bludger was coming right at the back of Lee's head, but Ann knew she had to try to get to her, before it put her lights out for good. With a sudden burst of vigor, Ann sprinted towards her teammate, yelling for her to move. "Jessica! Watch out! Duck your head!" She waved her arms, hoping Lee would notice. Jessica turned around to look behind her, and answered, "A duck? Out here?" Ann leaped. Inches away from Lee, and moments from colliding with the fugitive Bludger, a giant fan-like stick shot out of the sky and batted the ball away as though a cat to a sickly mouse. Jessica screamed, both from seeing the flying body in front of her, and the bat and ball behind her, and covered her face in her gloves. Ann landed face-first on the grassy earth inside the Quidditch arena, scratching up her face pretty good, as well as nearly swallowing a clod of dirt. Looking up, she saw Prefect, and head of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Percy Wood, staring down at her. Her heart sank when she saw the foul look on his face.
"That's not going to look good when we go to pick our players." He jetted off to join the game, leaving the two to contemplate. Ann let her face fall on the ground in anguish. Jessica turned from side to side, as if looking for something. "Duck? I don't see a duck!"
If anything worse or more embarrassing in someone else's eye than what was happening now could occur, Ann welcomed it with open arms. Surely nothing could surpass the unbearable guilt that was washing over her. Jessica Lee lay sprawled on the ground, her eyes closed, and her broom flying wildly in the air around the arena. Ann swooped down as gracefully as the mortified adolescent could with one arm hold on, while the other waved madly around her, beating away the Bludgers flying directly at her head. She landed a few feet away from Lee and stumbled in her direction. The shocked youth leaned up and rubbed her head in pain. Unfortunately for Ann, (and probably even more so for Jessica,) she saw the problem directly behind her fallen comrade before she had a chance to get to her. The Bludger was coming right at the back of Lee's head, but Ann knew she had to try to get to her, before it put her lights out for good. With a sudden burst of vigor, Ann sprinted towards her teammate, yelling for her to move. "Jessica! Watch out! Duck your head!" She waved her arms, hoping Lee would notice. Jessica turned around to look behind her, and answered, "A duck? Out here?" Ann leaped. Inches away from Lee, and moments from colliding with the fugitive Bludger, a giant fan-like stick shot out of the sky and batted the ball away as though a cat to a sickly mouse. Jessica screamed, both from seeing the flying body in front of her, and the bat and ball behind her, and covered her face in her gloves. Ann landed face-first on the grassy earth inside the Quidditch arena, scratching up her face pretty good, as well as nearly swallowing a clod of dirt. Looking up, she saw Prefect, and head of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Percy Wood, staring down at her. Her heart sank when she saw the foul look on his face.
"That's not going to look good when we go to pick our players." He jetted off to join the game, leaving the two to contemplate. Ann let her face fall on the ground in anguish. Jessica turned from side to side, as if looking for something. "Duck? I don't see a duck!"