A/n- Quidditch Game. Forgive me if its not too detailed, but this chapter is long enough with extra snippets in it. I promise the next chapter will DEFINANTLY be the Yule Ball! I dont own anyone but the Dratens, other than them, J.K. Rowling does!
Chapter 14: The Game
Kiara yawned lazily. She was currently sitting in History of Magic. Mrs. Quinland was just as boring as old Mr. Binns, who had retired the year before, saying he didnt feel as alive with the subject as he used to. But the one good thing was Mrs. Quinland taught them of ...well, curses, rather than goblin wars. Kiara had her head propped up on her hands, and her head was slowly drooping. The sound of Neville's snoring didnt make her feel any more awake, either. She heard a tapping at the window next to her.
'Dumb birds..." Kiara thought, keeping her eyes shut. Hermione's sleepy mumblings could be heard quietly next to her. The tapping continued. Kiara opened her eyes and looked out the window. Then she rubbed it with her sleeve so she could see out it, for the air had fogged it up.
There was no bird. It was a yellow light, puffy and tall. Kiara blinked, then looked again out the window. It must have been her imagination.
"Miss Drappen!" Mrs. Quinland yelled. Kiara looked at her. Mrs. Quinland was much like Professor Binns. Didnt remember anyone's names.
"Yes Professor Quinland?" Kiara asked.
"I have been calling you! It seems Headmaster Dumbledore has granted the Quidditch players the field to practice. You and Mr.....Porter may leave to go practice." She said, signifying Harry. Her and Harry grabbed their books, and walked into the hall. Angelina was waiting for them.
"You can come? Great. Professor Dumbledore came and told me to round up the team. Slytherin get to practice at one, though." Angelina said quickly, with Harry and Kiara practically running to keep up with her.
"We will go put our books in our dormitories, and we will see you in the locker room." Harry said. He checked the time. It was just turning noon, so they had an hour of practice.
**
Harry and Kiara ran to the locker room, dressed in their Quidditch robes.
"These are neat!" Kiara said, squirmy from excitement. Harry laughed. They sat on a bench, soon joined by Fred and George Weasley.
"Dont worry, we will make sure no bludgers get near you." Fred whispered in Kiara's ear. It seemed it was obvious she was nervous.
"Okay, listen up. Wood used to go crazy, wanting the cup more than anything. Well, we got it last year, we can do it again!" Angelina said, prepping the team up. She continued another 10 minutes, about how important winning is to her, when she realized they better practice. Everyone ran out to the field, and plopped on their brooms. They gave a hard kick, and soared up in the air.
Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet were the other chasers, along with Kiara. Marcus Flint was still in school; true, the year before he had been in his 7th year, but he still needed a bit more magical training, his father ordered, so Flint ended up staying an extra half of a year. Once Christmas came, he would be done with school.
"Even though Dumbledore said there will be no brawls, we are almost positive Flint will still do something, anything, to get the win." Alicia mumbled to Katie and Kiara.
"Eck, Flint's ways of getting more points is by pushing us into the walls." Katie said.
"Does he only come for the Chasers?" Kiara asked.
"Well, we are the only ones who make points right away. Sure, Harry gets the Snitch, but right at the beginning, the chasers are the only ones who score. Fred and George usually hit the bludgers at Flint when he pulls something." Alicia said.
"And Angelina used to be a chaser, but she took over as Keeper, what Wood was, and now she is team Captain." Katie added. After talking for a few more minutes, the balls were in the air, and Katie, Alicia, and Kiara practiced a plan where they swerve in and out, passing it to each other. Within only ten minutes, Harry caught the Snitch.
"Just do that during the game Potter!" Angelina yelled, wiping her brow.
"HEY GRYFFINDORS! ITS OUR FIELD NOW!" Yelled a deep voice. The voice of Marcus Flint. The Gryffindors looked down and saw the whole Slytherin team, looking quite impatient. Malfoy even seemed to have an attitude. They all floated down, hopped off their brooms, and walked to the side lines. The Slytherin team glared.
"Fine, fine, we will be out here in an hour." Angelina said, walking off, with the rest of the team.
"Hey, Kiara!" Malfoy called. Kiara walked over to him.
"Hi Draco." She said, smiling.
"After the game, were getting ready, but erm, do you want to meet each other somewhere? Like at a certain time? Or just us go down and find each other at the ball?" Draco asked, taking his hand and running it through his hair.
"Uh.....we could meet each other...like, outside the Transfiguration room..." Kiara suggested.
"Okay. What time?" He asked.
".....Depending on when the game ends, lets give ourselves at least an hour to get ready." Kiara said.
"Okay. I will see you then." Draco said, giving her a hug.
"Malfoy! Get over here! Its time to practice!" Flint barked. Kiara ran off to catch up with the rest of the team.
**
Hermione had a free period during the time the teams were practicing. Ron had Muggle Studies. (His Dad thought it would be good to learn about Muggle's things and their uses.) So, Hermione decided to go give Myrtle a visit.
She walked into the bathroom, hearing the normal sobs.
"Myrtle? Its me, Hermione!" Hermione called out. The sobbing stopped, and Myrtle floated over.
"Hello." Myrtle said monotonously.
"Why were you crying, this time?" Hermione asked, taking a seat on the sink counter.
"Just because Im bored." Myrtle said, sniffling.
"Oh." Hermione said.
"How is the Draten girl?" Myrtle asked, sighing.
"She is fine. She likes Malfoy, and he likes her, but some 'explosion' hasnt happened yet, so the curse hasnt begun." Hermione said.
"The Exchange of Love marks the beginning of the curse." Myrtle said.
"What? Whats the exhange of love?" Hermione asked, wide-eyed.
"Well, Im assuming you all know about Lucius, correct?" Myrtle asked. Hermione nodded. "Well, they call the explosion the exchange of love. It means the beginning of the curse. It really isnt an explosion, not like a firey one or anything, but its like energy bursting from somewhere, and it makes the two people shoot across the room. It happened to Makenzie and Lucius, and thats when they found out about the curse. So I bet Kiara thinks the curse pretty much has already started, since she has known about it for quite some time." Myrtle said.
"Why does the explosion occur?" Hermione asked.
"Its when both people, the Malfoy and the Draten, truely love each other. Right now, the young Malfoy and Kiara may only like each other. But the explosion will not happen until they both are in love with each other." Myrtle said.
"And thats why Dumbledore cant make the antidote early, either. But what if the explosion doesnt occur until christmas?" Hermione asked.
"Well, then that means they never loved each other, so the curse didnt occur. So Kiara would grow and die five to ten years later." Myrtle said.
"What if, I mean, I highly doubt its possible, but what if they both love each other, dont take the antidote, and survive?" Hermione asked.
"It impossible. They can not overcome it. They could skip the antidote, but they would both die." Myrtle said.
"I know, but I mean, even if it wont happen, what would happen afterwards?" Hermione asked.
"Well, I suppose, you-know-who would still try to kill her 5-10 years later, or maybe every chance he can. I mean, he already has a bad reputation because Harry Potter has defeated him dozens of times, he cant have another person. If he has another person escaped death, his followers will most likely find him powerless, and overrun him. But I would think if a Malfoy and Draten survived, then they would fall in love, and have children together, and if that was so, then the curse would be broken. But they will die. So dont go telling them to not have it." Myrtle said, sighing. With that, Hermione left, for the owl hooted. It was time for the Quidditch match!
**
"Hermione! Hermione!" Screamed Ron from across the hall. She waited up for him, and Seamus, Dean, and Neville joined them. They all found good seats, and even Hagrid sat with them. The other teachers were in their box, of course. Ginny found her way to them as well.
"I cant see them!" Ron yelped, jumping up and down.
They arent even on the field yet, you dope!" Said Ginny, rolling her eyes. The stadium all around them was louder than normal. Every single student was talking, because of the excitement of Christmas, the game, and the ball.
Kiara gulped. Her first game. Harry looked somewhat nervous, along with the others.
"Harry...I wont like, die, will I?" Kiara asked, obviously thinking of the bludgers.
"No, its okay, dont worry, and just relax." Harry said. They heard over the loudspeaker Lee Jordan introducing Slytherin, with lots of boo's from the other houses, but cheering from its own.
"And the Gryffindor team! Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, Katie Bell, Kiara Draten, Harry Potter, Fred Weasley, and George Weasley!" Lee Jordan screamed, as the stadium screamed cheers, excpet the Slytherin. They flew out on the their brooms.
"Okay. CLEANER THAN NORMAL! We dont want broken bones for the Ball!" Madam Hooch yelled. She let the bludgers shoot up, followed by the Golden Snitch, and then she threw up the Quaffle. Alicia caught it, and went shooting to the goal posts. She dodged a bludger easily, and passed it to Katie Bell, who scored it.
"A great score for Gryffindor!" Shrieked Lee Jordan. Kiara zoomed out to the goal post area, to be ready. But then she realized the Quaffle was in the hands of Katie Bell, who was cornered. Kiara leaned foward and felt her speed increase. Katie threw the Quaffle to Kiara, who grasped it with both arms, nearly falling off her broom. She turned her broom sharply, and went flying to the goal posts. She glanced around, saw she couldnt pass it, and she scored. She felt so relieved, and actually calmed down. Flint was giving her killer looks.
"Nice one." Malfoy said, flying past her. Kiara smiled, and continued helping.
**
20 minutes later, the score was 50 to 0, in favor of Gryffindor.
"Well, well, well, it looks as though this will be another embarassing defeat for Slytherin...." Lee Jordan began to say, but stopped when he saw the glare on McGonagall's face.
Harry squinted his eyes. The Snitch was nowhere in sight. But then,...he saw a quick zoom of gold over near Flint, but then it was gone.
Alicia scored another point, and Kiara, herself, scored two in a row.
"80 leading 20!" Lee Jordan stated ten minutes later. Moments later, Harry and Malfoy spotted the snitch, zooming after it. Kiara scored another shot, and Flint glared darkly at her. There was no way a third year little shrimp could get past him like that. He grabbed a bat for the bludger from someone, and whacked the bludger as hard as he could at Kiara. She saw it as it hit her. It smacked hard into her left shoulder blade, instantly bruising it. She screamed out in pain, as she clutched for dear life on her broom, which went shooting straight down from her not controlling it. She tried to shift it upwards, but it began spinning. Everyone was spinning around her, the different colours of the different houses all blended together in a swirl, and she heard the whistle of Madam Hooch. She could feel that feeling again. The feeling of the wind in her hair, as she fell helplessly. But she wasnt helpless. She had to gain control.
"Sus" muttered a voice. It was female, she thought, but it was hushed. It was right in her ear. The second the word was spoken, her broom went shooting up, and was level with the horizon. The spinning stopped. The falling stopped. She let out a sigh of relief. She turned to thank whoever casted the spell that made her gain control, but the girls on her team were on their way over, to see if she was okay. So, whoever said the spell...well...wasnt visible.
"Are you okay?" Alicia asked. Kiara nodded.
"What happened? Why is the crowd cheering?" Kiara asked.
"As soon as Flint had hit you, Harry also got the snitch. So we won. But Madam Hooch got Flint in big trouble for hitting you on purpose. And I dont think that Malfoy kid will be on the Quidditch team anymore. He got suspended from the next game." Katie said.
"Why?" Kiara asked. They all floated to the ground.
"Because he was about to catch the snitch, and he kinda saw Flint hit you, and well, he erm, shot over and punched Flint in the face, and broke his nose...." Alicia said.
"Then Flint punched him in the eye. Madam Hooch blew her whistle, said Harry caught the Snitch, and ended the game, then suspended Malfoy. She would suspend Flint too, since he fought back, but he is done with school today." Katie said. Kiara sighed. Then she winced. Her shoulder hurt. She moved it a bit, and decided it wasnt too injured.
"Make your way, move please. Ah. Are you okay? Need me to send you to Pomfrey?" Madam Hooch said, walking over.
"Im fine." Kiara said. Harry ran over, along with Angelina and the Weasleys.
"Harry caught it!" George screamed happily.
"And then Flint got punched! Best game ever!" Fred said joyfully.
"Yeah, I flew over fast too, when Lee Jordan announced you were hit, but by then, you were slowly pulling your broom up. How did you do it? There was a yellow glow around your broom when it became still." Harry said.
"I will tell you later." Kiara said in a hushed voice. She stood up, broom in hand. She could see off to the sidelines, the furious Flint, with his nose bleeding, and a tissue held up to it. Then she saw Draco, glaring, with a black eye beginning to form. Kiara ran over.
"And Mr. Malfoy, you will be suspended, as I said, but you will still be on the team. Just not the next game." Madam Hooch was saying. She walked off.
"Malfoy. I dont see what is so great about that dirty little girl. You lost the game because you had to make sure I payed for hurting her. Your no better than a Gryffindor Mudblood!" Flint said, glaring.
Malfoy looked as though he was about to lunge at Flint, but instead, Kiara "accidentally" kicked him in the shins as she passed to see Draco.
"Hi." She said, smiling.
"Lets get away from the fields." He said, giving her a quick smirk, then a death glare to Flint.
"Dumb Gryffindor." Flint muttered. Kiara ignored him as they kept walking. "Dont walk away from me!" Yelled Flint. Yet they still did. "You will suffer before he kills you! He wont make it quick and easy!" Roared Flint. Kiara and Draco turned around quickly, and looked at him with confusion.
"What? Who is 'he'?" Draco asked.
"You know who he is. The one who will kill you." Flint muttered. He gave an evil smirk.
"How do you know about that?" Kiara asked, glaring.
"He tells all who follow him." Flint said, before turning, and walking off with the rest of the Slytherin team. Draco turned to Kiara.
"Is Flint a deatheater?" Kiara asked him.
"I dont know. I know his father is powerful and evil, much like mine....and Flint is 18. Wizards can not become deatheaters until they are 18. I only know this from my Father." Draco mumbled. There was a silence, then Draco turned, and walked off to the direction of the Slytherin end of the school. Kiara ran over to the rest of her team, and they were all cheering and celebrating.
"You may all go to your dormitories. It is currently 4 PM, so you have two hours to get ready. If the Gryffindors would like to celebrate, I suggest they leave enough time to get ready for the ball. I will see all who are attending tonight. And for all those who are not going, Hogsmeade is open for them to visit. Have a great Holiday break, and I will see you tonight!" Dumbledore said into the microphone. Everyone made a mad dash inside.
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Chapter 14: The Game
Kiara yawned lazily. She was currently sitting in History of Magic. Mrs. Quinland was just as boring as old Mr. Binns, who had retired the year before, saying he didnt feel as alive with the subject as he used to. But the one good thing was Mrs. Quinland taught them of ...well, curses, rather than goblin wars. Kiara had her head propped up on her hands, and her head was slowly drooping. The sound of Neville's snoring didnt make her feel any more awake, either. She heard a tapping at the window next to her.
'Dumb birds..." Kiara thought, keeping her eyes shut. Hermione's sleepy mumblings could be heard quietly next to her. The tapping continued. Kiara opened her eyes and looked out the window. Then she rubbed it with her sleeve so she could see out it, for the air had fogged it up.
There was no bird. It was a yellow light, puffy and tall. Kiara blinked, then looked again out the window. It must have been her imagination.
"Miss Drappen!" Mrs. Quinland yelled. Kiara looked at her. Mrs. Quinland was much like Professor Binns. Didnt remember anyone's names.
"Yes Professor Quinland?" Kiara asked.
"I have been calling you! It seems Headmaster Dumbledore has granted the Quidditch players the field to practice. You and Mr.....Porter may leave to go practice." She said, signifying Harry. Her and Harry grabbed their books, and walked into the hall. Angelina was waiting for them.
"You can come? Great. Professor Dumbledore came and told me to round up the team. Slytherin get to practice at one, though." Angelina said quickly, with Harry and Kiara practically running to keep up with her.
"We will go put our books in our dormitories, and we will see you in the locker room." Harry said. He checked the time. It was just turning noon, so they had an hour of practice.
**
Harry and Kiara ran to the locker room, dressed in their Quidditch robes.
"These are neat!" Kiara said, squirmy from excitement. Harry laughed. They sat on a bench, soon joined by Fred and George Weasley.
"Dont worry, we will make sure no bludgers get near you." Fred whispered in Kiara's ear. It seemed it was obvious she was nervous.
"Okay, listen up. Wood used to go crazy, wanting the cup more than anything. Well, we got it last year, we can do it again!" Angelina said, prepping the team up. She continued another 10 minutes, about how important winning is to her, when she realized they better practice. Everyone ran out to the field, and plopped on their brooms. They gave a hard kick, and soared up in the air.
Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet were the other chasers, along with Kiara. Marcus Flint was still in school; true, the year before he had been in his 7th year, but he still needed a bit more magical training, his father ordered, so Flint ended up staying an extra half of a year. Once Christmas came, he would be done with school.
"Even though Dumbledore said there will be no brawls, we are almost positive Flint will still do something, anything, to get the win." Alicia mumbled to Katie and Kiara.
"Eck, Flint's ways of getting more points is by pushing us into the walls." Katie said.
"Does he only come for the Chasers?" Kiara asked.
"Well, we are the only ones who make points right away. Sure, Harry gets the Snitch, but right at the beginning, the chasers are the only ones who score. Fred and George usually hit the bludgers at Flint when he pulls something." Alicia said.
"And Angelina used to be a chaser, but she took over as Keeper, what Wood was, and now she is team Captain." Katie added. After talking for a few more minutes, the balls were in the air, and Katie, Alicia, and Kiara practiced a plan where they swerve in and out, passing it to each other. Within only ten minutes, Harry caught the Snitch.
"Just do that during the game Potter!" Angelina yelled, wiping her brow.
"HEY GRYFFINDORS! ITS OUR FIELD NOW!" Yelled a deep voice. The voice of Marcus Flint. The Gryffindors looked down and saw the whole Slytherin team, looking quite impatient. Malfoy even seemed to have an attitude. They all floated down, hopped off their brooms, and walked to the side lines. The Slytherin team glared.
"Fine, fine, we will be out here in an hour." Angelina said, walking off, with the rest of the team.
"Hey, Kiara!" Malfoy called. Kiara walked over to him.
"Hi Draco." She said, smiling.
"After the game, were getting ready, but erm, do you want to meet each other somewhere? Like at a certain time? Or just us go down and find each other at the ball?" Draco asked, taking his hand and running it through his hair.
"Uh.....we could meet each other...like, outside the Transfiguration room..." Kiara suggested.
"Okay. What time?" He asked.
".....Depending on when the game ends, lets give ourselves at least an hour to get ready." Kiara said.
"Okay. I will see you then." Draco said, giving her a hug.
"Malfoy! Get over here! Its time to practice!" Flint barked. Kiara ran off to catch up with the rest of the team.
**
Hermione had a free period during the time the teams were practicing. Ron had Muggle Studies. (His Dad thought it would be good to learn about Muggle's things and their uses.) So, Hermione decided to go give Myrtle a visit.
She walked into the bathroom, hearing the normal sobs.
"Myrtle? Its me, Hermione!" Hermione called out. The sobbing stopped, and Myrtle floated over.
"Hello." Myrtle said monotonously.
"Why were you crying, this time?" Hermione asked, taking a seat on the sink counter.
"Just because Im bored." Myrtle said, sniffling.
"Oh." Hermione said.
"How is the Draten girl?" Myrtle asked, sighing.
"She is fine. She likes Malfoy, and he likes her, but some 'explosion' hasnt happened yet, so the curse hasnt begun." Hermione said.
"The Exchange of Love marks the beginning of the curse." Myrtle said.
"What? Whats the exhange of love?" Hermione asked, wide-eyed.
"Well, Im assuming you all know about Lucius, correct?" Myrtle asked. Hermione nodded. "Well, they call the explosion the exchange of love. It means the beginning of the curse. It really isnt an explosion, not like a firey one or anything, but its like energy bursting from somewhere, and it makes the two people shoot across the room. It happened to Makenzie and Lucius, and thats when they found out about the curse. So I bet Kiara thinks the curse pretty much has already started, since she has known about it for quite some time." Myrtle said.
"Why does the explosion occur?" Hermione asked.
"Its when both people, the Malfoy and the Draten, truely love each other. Right now, the young Malfoy and Kiara may only like each other. But the explosion will not happen until they both are in love with each other." Myrtle said.
"And thats why Dumbledore cant make the antidote early, either. But what if the explosion doesnt occur until christmas?" Hermione asked.
"Well, then that means they never loved each other, so the curse didnt occur. So Kiara would grow and die five to ten years later." Myrtle said.
"What if, I mean, I highly doubt its possible, but what if they both love each other, dont take the antidote, and survive?" Hermione asked.
"It impossible. They can not overcome it. They could skip the antidote, but they would both die." Myrtle said.
"I know, but I mean, even if it wont happen, what would happen afterwards?" Hermione asked.
"Well, I suppose, you-know-who would still try to kill her 5-10 years later, or maybe every chance he can. I mean, he already has a bad reputation because Harry Potter has defeated him dozens of times, he cant have another person. If he has another person escaped death, his followers will most likely find him powerless, and overrun him. But I would think if a Malfoy and Draten survived, then they would fall in love, and have children together, and if that was so, then the curse would be broken. But they will die. So dont go telling them to not have it." Myrtle said, sighing. With that, Hermione left, for the owl hooted. It was time for the Quidditch match!
**
"Hermione! Hermione!" Screamed Ron from across the hall. She waited up for him, and Seamus, Dean, and Neville joined them. They all found good seats, and even Hagrid sat with them. The other teachers were in their box, of course. Ginny found her way to them as well.
"I cant see them!" Ron yelped, jumping up and down.
They arent even on the field yet, you dope!" Said Ginny, rolling her eyes. The stadium all around them was louder than normal. Every single student was talking, because of the excitement of Christmas, the game, and the ball.
Kiara gulped. Her first game. Harry looked somewhat nervous, along with the others.
"Harry...I wont like, die, will I?" Kiara asked, obviously thinking of the bludgers.
"No, its okay, dont worry, and just relax." Harry said. They heard over the loudspeaker Lee Jordan introducing Slytherin, with lots of boo's from the other houses, but cheering from its own.
"And the Gryffindor team! Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, Katie Bell, Kiara Draten, Harry Potter, Fred Weasley, and George Weasley!" Lee Jordan screamed, as the stadium screamed cheers, excpet the Slytherin. They flew out on the their brooms.
"Okay. CLEANER THAN NORMAL! We dont want broken bones for the Ball!" Madam Hooch yelled. She let the bludgers shoot up, followed by the Golden Snitch, and then she threw up the Quaffle. Alicia caught it, and went shooting to the goal posts. She dodged a bludger easily, and passed it to Katie Bell, who scored it.
"A great score for Gryffindor!" Shrieked Lee Jordan. Kiara zoomed out to the goal post area, to be ready. But then she realized the Quaffle was in the hands of Katie Bell, who was cornered. Kiara leaned foward and felt her speed increase. Katie threw the Quaffle to Kiara, who grasped it with both arms, nearly falling off her broom. She turned her broom sharply, and went flying to the goal posts. She glanced around, saw she couldnt pass it, and she scored. She felt so relieved, and actually calmed down. Flint was giving her killer looks.
"Nice one." Malfoy said, flying past her. Kiara smiled, and continued helping.
**
20 minutes later, the score was 50 to 0, in favor of Gryffindor.
"Well, well, well, it looks as though this will be another embarassing defeat for Slytherin...." Lee Jordan began to say, but stopped when he saw the glare on McGonagall's face.
Harry squinted his eyes. The Snitch was nowhere in sight. But then,...he saw a quick zoom of gold over near Flint, but then it was gone.
Alicia scored another point, and Kiara, herself, scored two in a row.
"80 leading 20!" Lee Jordan stated ten minutes later. Moments later, Harry and Malfoy spotted the snitch, zooming after it. Kiara scored another shot, and Flint glared darkly at her. There was no way a third year little shrimp could get past him like that. He grabbed a bat for the bludger from someone, and whacked the bludger as hard as he could at Kiara. She saw it as it hit her. It smacked hard into her left shoulder blade, instantly bruising it. She screamed out in pain, as she clutched for dear life on her broom, which went shooting straight down from her not controlling it. She tried to shift it upwards, but it began spinning. Everyone was spinning around her, the different colours of the different houses all blended together in a swirl, and she heard the whistle of Madam Hooch. She could feel that feeling again. The feeling of the wind in her hair, as she fell helplessly. But she wasnt helpless. She had to gain control.
"Sus" muttered a voice. It was female, she thought, but it was hushed. It was right in her ear. The second the word was spoken, her broom went shooting up, and was level with the horizon. The spinning stopped. The falling stopped. She let out a sigh of relief. She turned to thank whoever casted the spell that made her gain control, but the girls on her team were on their way over, to see if she was okay. So, whoever said the spell...well...wasnt visible.
"Are you okay?" Alicia asked. Kiara nodded.
"What happened? Why is the crowd cheering?" Kiara asked.
"As soon as Flint had hit you, Harry also got the snitch. So we won. But Madam Hooch got Flint in big trouble for hitting you on purpose. And I dont think that Malfoy kid will be on the Quidditch team anymore. He got suspended from the next game." Katie said.
"Why?" Kiara asked. They all floated to the ground.
"Because he was about to catch the snitch, and he kinda saw Flint hit you, and well, he erm, shot over and punched Flint in the face, and broke his nose...." Alicia said.
"Then Flint punched him in the eye. Madam Hooch blew her whistle, said Harry caught the Snitch, and ended the game, then suspended Malfoy. She would suspend Flint too, since he fought back, but he is done with school today." Katie said. Kiara sighed. Then she winced. Her shoulder hurt. She moved it a bit, and decided it wasnt too injured.
"Make your way, move please. Ah. Are you okay? Need me to send you to Pomfrey?" Madam Hooch said, walking over.
"Im fine." Kiara said. Harry ran over, along with Angelina and the Weasleys.
"Harry caught it!" George screamed happily.
"And then Flint got punched! Best game ever!" Fred said joyfully.
"Yeah, I flew over fast too, when Lee Jordan announced you were hit, but by then, you were slowly pulling your broom up. How did you do it? There was a yellow glow around your broom when it became still." Harry said.
"I will tell you later." Kiara said in a hushed voice. She stood up, broom in hand. She could see off to the sidelines, the furious Flint, with his nose bleeding, and a tissue held up to it. Then she saw Draco, glaring, with a black eye beginning to form. Kiara ran over.
"And Mr. Malfoy, you will be suspended, as I said, but you will still be on the team. Just not the next game." Madam Hooch was saying. She walked off.
"Malfoy. I dont see what is so great about that dirty little girl. You lost the game because you had to make sure I payed for hurting her. Your no better than a Gryffindor Mudblood!" Flint said, glaring.
Malfoy looked as though he was about to lunge at Flint, but instead, Kiara "accidentally" kicked him in the shins as she passed to see Draco.
"Hi." She said, smiling.
"Lets get away from the fields." He said, giving her a quick smirk, then a death glare to Flint.
"Dumb Gryffindor." Flint muttered. Kiara ignored him as they kept walking. "Dont walk away from me!" Yelled Flint. Yet they still did. "You will suffer before he kills you! He wont make it quick and easy!" Roared Flint. Kiara and Draco turned around quickly, and looked at him with confusion.
"What? Who is 'he'?" Draco asked.
"You know who he is. The one who will kill you." Flint muttered. He gave an evil smirk.
"How do you know about that?" Kiara asked, glaring.
"He tells all who follow him." Flint said, before turning, and walking off with the rest of the Slytherin team. Draco turned to Kiara.
"Is Flint a deatheater?" Kiara asked him.
"I dont know. I know his father is powerful and evil, much like mine....and Flint is 18. Wizards can not become deatheaters until they are 18. I only know this from my Father." Draco mumbled. There was a silence, then Draco turned, and walked off to the direction of the Slytherin end of the school. Kiara ran over to the rest of her team, and they were all cheering and celebrating.
"You may all go to your dormitories. It is currently 4 PM, so you have two hours to get ready. If the Gryffindors would like to celebrate, I suggest they leave enough time to get ready for the ball. I will see all who are attending tonight. And for all those who are not going, Hogsmeade is open for them to visit. Have a great Holiday break, and I will see you tonight!" Dumbledore said into the microphone. Everyone made a mad dash inside.
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