Unknown Secret
Chapter 8, Dirty Quidditch
The next Thursday night, Skyla remembered that she hadn't written to Dumbledore, and this was the last day of the month. She quickly got out a quill and simply wrote:
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
I have learned that Draco's father is on close terms with the Minister of Magic, and that Draco thinks he will become Junior Undersecretary to the Minister within a year. I hope that is enough.
-Skyla Auren
Skyla awoke to the sounds of cheering coming from the common room. She quickly put on her bathrobe and ran down the hall to find a crowd with a part in it through which seven people walked. They were wearing green robes and carrying brooms. Then Skyla suddenly remembered; today was the Quidditch match! She didn't really know whom Slytherin was playing against. 'I guess it will just be a surprise' she thought. She spotted Draco at the end of the line. He met her gaze and winked. Skyla then realized that she was still in her pajamas, and hurried down the hall to get dressed.
After breakfast, the whole school filed out to the Quidditch pitch. Skyla found Kaira and they sat down amid the crowd of cheering Slytherins. There was a booming voice coming from a boy with a megaphone sitting near Professor McGonagall. "Welcome students and teachers alike. To start off the season we have a match between Slytherin and Gryffindor!" The stands cheered.
'So we're playing against Gryffindor' Skyla thought.
"And here are the teams now!" the boy yelled, as from opposite ends of the field came players in either green or scarlet robs carrying their broomsticks. The stands cheered and screamed even louder.
Then Madam Hooch, the flying instructor, came out carrying a box. "Mount your brooms." she yelled and opened the box, letting two black balls and a smaller golden one out to fly around the field. "Kick off!" she yelled again and all the players zoomed up into the air. Madam Hooch then threw the fourth ball up and one of the scarlet clad girls caught it.
The game went on and Skyla watched as person after person put the quaffle through one of the six golden rings high above the ground. Squinting, Skyla saw that Draco was circling the field and so was…she gasped…Harry! He must be Gryffindor's seeker. Currently Draco was looking at Harry with a sneer and saying something that Skyla could not understand. Harry yelled something back that sounded like "You couldn't catch it if it was bright pink and the size of your head!"
The boy with the megaphone, whom Kaira had told her was Lee Jordan (Kaira had an older brother who used to be in Gryffindor) was now yelling; "Katie Bell has the Quaffle now, she's zooming towards the goal and…THAT WAS ON PURPOSE!" The whole crowd had groaned as Katie's broom had been jolted up when one of the Slytherin beaters hit it with their club, whacking her in the mouth and nose. There was a whistle and Lee yelled, "Penalty to Gryffindor!"
Skyla looked up at the scores and saw that Slytherin was fifty points behind Gryffindor. The game went on, as foul after foul was made by Slytherin. Skyla wondered how one team could be so mean. By now, all of the team members of Gryffindor had been injured except Harry, who was still circling the pitch. So was Draco.
Then she saw a glint of gold near one of the chasers. Evidently, Draco and Harry had too. They both shot towards it, but Harry's broom was pulling ahead. It looked as if Harry was going to catch it…WHAM! Harry's broom had been knocked out form under him by a swift hit from Draco's. Harry was now hanging by a hand, and before the whistle could be blown, Draco had grabbed the snitch. There was booing coming from one side of the stands and tumultuous cheers coming from the Slytherins around Skyla. She wasn't sure what to think and just sat there with shock.
"Slytherin wins because of that-" Lee obviously was not pleased as he let off a string of swear words. Professor McGonagall pulled the microphone away from him and gave him a look that said 'No matter how much he deserves it, I will not tolerate that language.'
After the school had filed back in, Draco caught up to Skyla. "Well, we won." He said happily "what do you think of that?"
'Oh, I think you're a disgusting rotten cheater who will do anything to get what he wants, even if it means hurting someone.' She was tempted to say, but tried hard to put up an at least semi-real looking smile. It was harder than she thought. "Great." She said falsely in a strained tone. "I'd…uhh…better be going I have to…ah…I have something to do." she said and rushed off, really regretting that she'd been put into Slytherin.
Chapter 8, Dirty Quidditch
The next Thursday night, Skyla remembered that she hadn't written to Dumbledore, and this was the last day of the month. She quickly got out a quill and simply wrote:
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
I have learned that Draco's father is on close terms with the Minister of Magic, and that Draco thinks he will become Junior Undersecretary to the Minister within a year. I hope that is enough.
-Skyla Auren
Skyla awoke to the sounds of cheering coming from the common room. She quickly put on her bathrobe and ran down the hall to find a crowd with a part in it through which seven people walked. They were wearing green robes and carrying brooms. Then Skyla suddenly remembered; today was the Quidditch match! She didn't really know whom Slytherin was playing against. 'I guess it will just be a surprise' she thought. She spotted Draco at the end of the line. He met her gaze and winked. Skyla then realized that she was still in her pajamas, and hurried down the hall to get dressed.
After breakfast, the whole school filed out to the Quidditch pitch. Skyla found Kaira and they sat down amid the crowd of cheering Slytherins. There was a booming voice coming from a boy with a megaphone sitting near Professor McGonagall. "Welcome students and teachers alike. To start off the season we have a match between Slytherin and Gryffindor!" The stands cheered.
'So we're playing against Gryffindor' Skyla thought.
"And here are the teams now!" the boy yelled, as from opposite ends of the field came players in either green or scarlet robs carrying their broomsticks. The stands cheered and screamed even louder.
Then Madam Hooch, the flying instructor, came out carrying a box. "Mount your brooms." she yelled and opened the box, letting two black balls and a smaller golden one out to fly around the field. "Kick off!" she yelled again and all the players zoomed up into the air. Madam Hooch then threw the fourth ball up and one of the scarlet clad girls caught it.
The game went on and Skyla watched as person after person put the quaffle through one of the six golden rings high above the ground. Squinting, Skyla saw that Draco was circling the field and so was…she gasped…Harry! He must be Gryffindor's seeker. Currently Draco was looking at Harry with a sneer and saying something that Skyla could not understand. Harry yelled something back that sounded like "You couldn't catch it if it was bright pink and the size of your head!"
The boy with the megaphone, whom Kaira had told her was Lee Jordan (Kaira had an older brother who used to be in Gryffindor) was now yelling; "Katie Bell has the Quaffle now, she's zooming towards the goal and…THAT WAS ON PURPOSE!" The whole crowd had groaned as Katie's broom had been jolted up when one of the Slytherin beaters hit it with their club, whacking her in the mouth and nose. There was a whistle and Lee yelled, "Penalty to Gryffindor!"
Skyla looked up at the scores and saw that Slytherin was fifty points behind Gryffindor. The game went on, as foul after foul was made by Slytherin. Skyla wondered how one team could be so mean. By now, all of the team members of Gryffindor had been injured except Harry, who was still circling the pitch. So was Draco.
Then she saw a glint of gold near one of the chasers. Evidently, Draco and Harry had too. They both shot towards it, but Harry's broom was pulling ahead. It looked as if Harry was going to catch it…WHAM! Harry's broom had been knocked out form under him by a swift hit from Draco's. Harry was now hanging by a hand, and before the whistle could be blown, Draco had grabbed the snitch. There was booing coming from one side of the stands and tumultuous cheers coming from the Slytherins around Skyla. She wasn't sure what to think and just sat there with shock.
"Slytherin wins because of that-" Lee obviously was not pleased as he let off a string of swear words. Professor McGonagall pulled the microphone away from him and gave him a look that said 'No matter how much he deserves it, I will not tolerate that language.'
After the school had filed back in, Draco caught up to Skyla. "Well, we won." He said happily "what do you think of that?"
'Oh, I think you're a disgusting rotten cheater who will do anything to get what he wants, even if it means hurting someone.' She was tempted to say, but tried hard to put up an at least semi-real looking smile. It was harder than she thought. "Great." She said falsely in a strained tone. "I'd…uhh…better be going I have to…ah…I have something to do." she said and rushed off, really regretting that she'd been put into Slytherin.