Chapter II- The Quidditch Match He started to walk away. "Where you going?" Lita asked. "Quidditch game, against Gryffindor," Draco said. "Cool," Lita said. She ran over to Draco's side and he put his arm around her. Draco gave Lita a kiss. "Catch the snitch for me, k?" Lita asked. "Anything for you," Draco said, then gave Lita another kiss and went to the locker room [I dunno if they have one]. Lita and Denise went to the bleachers and sat down beside Crabbe. "Hi Lita, hi Denise," Crabbe said. "Hi Crabbe," they both said. The game started and Draco flew around while Harry waited to find the snitch and the other players did what they were supposed to do. Ten minutes into the game, Slytherin was winning, 120-110. Suddenly, Draco got hit with a bludger and fell to the ground, unconscious. "Draco!" Lita yelled. Her and Denise ran to Draco's side and Madam Hooch came out. "He has to be taken to the hospital wing, and we need a seeker for Slytherin for right now," Madam Hooch said. "I'll do it, I was a seeker at my old school," Denise said. "Are you sure?" Hooch asked. "Yes," Denise said. "Okay," Hooch said. Draco went to the hospital wing and Denise got into a quidditch uniform and went to the pitch. Lita went with Draco, crying her eyes out. Denise saw the snitch and immediately caught it. The Slytherins started cheering and everyone went back to the common room to celebrate. Nikki went out to the pitch and gave Ron, who was Gryffindor Quidditch Captain, a hug. "You did great," she said. "We lost though," Ron said, returning the hug. "You did great though, you too Harry," Nikki said. "Thanks Nikki," Harry said. For the next month, Lita stayed with Draco in the hospital wing. Draco didn't move once. "Draco, please wake up," Lita whispered. Madam Pomfrey came in and told Lita she should eat something, but Lita always refused. And every time Lita did eat something, she would go to the bathroom and throw it up. "Lita, you shouldn't throw your food up, it is not good for you," Moaning Myrtle always said when Lita washed her hands and her face. "I'm fat. I shouldn't eat this much anyway," Lita always responded. "You're not fat," Myrtle said. Lita went back to the hospital wing. Draco moved a little bit and Lita ran to his side. "Draco? Can you hear me?" Lita asked. "Lita?" Draco asked. "Oh my gosh. Madam Pomfrey!" Lita yelled. Madam Pomfrey ran in and saw Draco was conscious again. "Draco, are you okay?" Pomfrey asked. "Yes. Could I talk to Lita alone for a minute?" Draco asked. "Okay, I'll give ya five minutes," Pomfrey said, then left. "How long have I been in here?" Draco asked. "A month," Lita said. "Oh my gosh. A month?! What's been going on? Is it me or do you seem skinnier?" Draco asked. "There were games between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, I haven't gone to any of them though. I guess it's you, cause I'm still fat," Lita said. "You're skinnier, Lita, what's been going on? Have you eaten anything while I've been in here?" Draco asked. Lita nodded. "Yes," she said. "And did you let it digest?" Draco asked. "No," Lita said. "Lita!" Draco yelled, sitting up and getting a pain shot through his head. He immediately lay back down. "Madam Pomfrey!" Lita yelled. Pomfrey walked in. "Draco, what's wrong?" she asked. "I have a major headache," Draco said. "Get some rest, Lita, please leave Mr. Malfoy alone," Pomfrey said. "But I..." Lita said. "No buts," Pomfrey said.