Chapter II-The Quidditch Match Draco gave Lita a kiss. "Catch the snitch for me, k?" she asked. "Anything for you," replied Draco, giving Lita another kiss. He left into his uniform. Lita and Denise went to the bleachers and sat down beside Crabbe. "Hi Lita! Hiya Denise!" Crabbe said, excitedly. "Hi!" they replied. The game started. Draco and Harry flew around trying to find the snitch. It was ten minutes into the game and Slytherin was leading by ten points. A Slytherin Beater hit a Bludger towards Ron. Nikki sped towards him determined to stop the stupid thing from hitting Ron. She knocked it away from him with just inches to spare. It sped away. Draco was too busy looking for the snitch to notice the Bludger heading straight for him. Before he knew what was happening, it hit him in the chest. He fell to the ground, unconscious. "Draco!" Lita cried. She ran down the stairs and onto the field with Denise in tow. When they got there, Madam Hooch was by his side. "He's had a bad fall and the wind was knocked out of him. Lita, could you escort him to the hospital wing?" "Yes, Madam Hooch." she replied with tears in her eyes. Madam Pomfrey levitated him and together they walked off the field. "In the meantime, we need a seeker for Slytherin," Madam Hooch explained. "I'll do it! I was a seeker at my old school," Denise told Madam Hooch. "Are you sure?" Hooch asked skeptically. "Yes!" "Okay," Hooch said. Denise got into a Quidditch uniform and went to the pitch. She saw the snitch instantly and immediately caught it. The game was over. The Slytherins cheered as everyone went back to their common rooms. Nikki and Ron headed sadly back to the locker room. "We did our best." Nikki commented. "Yeah.I guess so," Ron said, disappointed. It was his first game as captain and they lost. He was miserable. Nikki stopped Ron and looked into his eyes. "We did our best. Nothing can change that. You did everything a good captain does and I'm very proud of you." "Really?" Ron's eyes lit up. "Yes. I believe in you and no one can take that away. Now I want to see the smile that I love." Ron forced a grin. "Come on! You have to do better than that! I promise to give you a kiss if you smile and forget the game and cheer up." Ron was really grinning now. *Anything for a kiss!* he thought. "That's so much better!" Nikki told him. She pulled him into a long passionate kiss. Ron could feel his anger melt away and his love for Nikki grow. "Get a room, you two!" cried Harry. They parted and giggled. ************************************************************************ For the next week, Lita stayed with Draco in the hospital wing, waiting for a sign of movement. "Please wake up, Draco." Lita whispered constantly. Madam Pomfrey came in every once in while to check up on Lita and offer her something to eat, but Lita always refused. She just couldn't keep anything down. "Lita, you shouldn't throw your food up. It is not good for you," Moaning Myrtle always told her as she washed her hands and face. "I'm fat. I shouldn't eat this much anyway," Lita always responded. "You're not fat," Myrtle would reply. This particular day, Lita had gone to the bathroom and headed back to the hospital wing. When she came in, she saw that Draco had moved a little bit. In her excitement, she ran to his side. "Draco? Can you hear me?" Lita asked. Draco stirred and opened his eyes. "Lita?" "Yes it's me, Draco! Oh my gosh! Madam Pomfrey!" Lita yelled. Madam Pomfrey ran in and saw Draco was conscious again. "Ahhh, Mr. Malfoy. How are you feeling?" Pomfrey asked. "I have a splitting headache. Could I talk to Lita privately for a minute?" he asked. "Okay. Then it's time for a look over," Pomfrey said. She left. Draco motioned for Lita to sit next to him on the bed. She sat down and he put his arm around her. "How long have I been in here?" he asked. "A week," Lita said. "Oh my gosh. A week?" Draco asked, very surprised. "I'm not too sure. I've been up here with you all week," "You seem skinnier. What's been going on? Have you been eating?" Lita hesitated. "Yes," "And did you let it digest?" She put her head down. "No," "Lita!" Draco cried, sitting up. Immediately he laid back down as pain shot through his head. "Madam Pomfrey!" Lita yelled. Pomfrey rushed in. "Draco, what's wrong?" she asked, breathlessly. "I have a major headache," "Get some rest, Ms. Goyle. Mr. Malfoy is going to be fine." Pomfrey said. "But I..." Lita started to say. Madam Pomfrey interrupted her. "No buts!"