Chapter 18
"Gryffindor vrs Slytherin"
Nadine's POV
I felt as lonely as ever. All I have left is my Sister. That creep, my Aunt married was dirt to me. Less than dirt. He was responsible for my parent's death. I had hate
filling me. I showed it in my eyes. These days I snapped at everyone who spoke to me. I slipped on my gear and Quidditch robes on. I slipped my long blue hair,
today, in a tight pony tail, so as not to get in the way of my flying. We had to win. Since this is my first game with the Slytherins, I wanted to show a great first
Impression. As did Eve. Draco, however was going to play against me. I laughed to myself. Must be difficult to play against his girlfriend. I grabbed my firebolt and
headed to the common Room.
"Hey! About time! We're going to be late---" said Ron. Harry and Eve were discussing the game. I joined them. Ron was dressed as keeper since Wood left.
Angelina was Quidditch capitan and Fred and George were the beaters. But since George had poisoned himself while testing some of their inventions called Sweets,
he ended up in the hospital wing, magically paralyzed. Eve normally played Chaser in our old school, now she will be filling in as Beater until George hopefully
recovers. She is really quite good at that position honestly.
Hermione came by wishing all of us good luck and headed to the stands. I was nervous. Eve was not the slightest. She was perfectly calm. She was probably since her boyfriend was on the same team and had support.
"Ready?" called Angelina in a nervous reck. I have been told that Ron was considerably a better player than before. Fred handed Eve George's club to her. We
wished each other a final good luck and flew up high.
"On my whistle, than" cried Madam Hootch. She threw the Quaffle, and the Snictch followed by the bludgers flew across the pitch. Harry immediately went off to
look for it. Katie and Angelina both swept in to grab the Quaffle. Draco gave me a wink before he flew off to look for the snitch. I followed around trying to grab
the Quaffle from Montague, whom had it tucked under his arm.
While Lee, bellowed commentary from the stands, I found out that Harry had almost caught the Snitch, but Malfoy had distracted him off track. I felt a surge of hate
to him for doing that. But after all. That as his job. Better not interfere, because at that moment, the Quaffle came right at me, I caught it and firmly held it and flew
flat on my broom towards the Slytherin Goal. I looked back to see all Slytherins hovering dangerously behind me. When I turned in front, I heard Eve and Fred
shout, "WATCH OUT!" A bludger came pelting towards me. Eve, having a faster broom than Fred, flew towards me with her club raised, But it was too late. I had
been hit. I dodged the bludger half way, it only scathed me by the lbow, making me and my broom spin. Unfortunalty, I dropped the Quaffle, But Katie Bell
grabbed hold of it inder me. I regained consciousness.
I heard Lee, "OUCH, that must have been a bad blow, to Chaser Nadine! Bell takes the Quaffle and heads to Slytherin's goal!--"
My elbow was bleeding very badly. But I had no time to complain. I followed Katie, she passed it to me where I threw with my left hand and meraculously scored.
My gaze turned to Eve, who was trying to unseat a slytherin Chaser, "Get off!" she screamed as she hit a bludger to him, which unseated him completely. "Woops!"
she said, turning to another player. Fred looked at her in a new light. I laughed.
"Blimey, looks like Harry has seen the Snitch!" cried Lee, jumping up and down. McGonagall shouting encouraging phrases and cheering on Harry.
Moments after I saw Harry speeding towards a gold glittering thing, Draco came after him.
Ron was doing a very good job indeed. The score was 60 to 40 Gryffindor. If Harry would just catch the Snitch, I pleaded, my elbow was killing me. Eve and Fred
were protecting the remaining chasers, since Katie and I were left. A Slytherin Beater unseated Angelina. We needed timeout.
Before I could call Time-out, I heard Lee scream, "GRYFFINDOR WINS!" I roar from the Crowd. I felt relief. My elbow was severely bleeding. Eve had a nasty
cut across her eyebrow, and Fred got a giant bruise. Most of the Slytherin's had shed Blood.
This was one bloody game. The victorious, yet sweaty Gryffindor team marched into the Hospital Wing to be treated. Harry was muddy, because chatching the
Snitch required rolling in the mud to be caught. Draco came in after us with the Slytherin Team behind him.
"Nice game, Potter," he muttered. Though it cost him alot to stretch out his hand. Eve had noticed this and jumped in front of Harry and shook his hand, rather
painfully, squeezing it.
"Well, I guess the best team won," she said, and smiled evillly.The dirt smudged on her nose became evident. Harry snickered. Draco muttered something and
turned to me. "So? you okay?
"Ya, It was nothing." I lied. It hurt a considerable amount. Madam Pomfrey had patched me up, though.
Draco Turned back at Harry and Angelina, who was nursing a swollen knee. "The team and I, want a rematch."
"Malfoy---" Harry began.
"Draco! We won fair."
"Look, Potter, you be there at the Pitch 5 pm. You and your team. We'll settle this fairly."
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. I couldn't either.
"FINE! We'll be there!" said Eve, eager not to end the fight. "Right Harry?" she said forcefully.
"I guess so," said Harry, rubbing his neck, still sore. "Come, on, let's freshen up! We don't want to lose this!" cried Eve. The team mumbled and muttered something
that oddly that sounded like: Whatever.
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"Well, where are they?" I moaned, hoping that it was cancelled. I was still sore from our last game which was only two hours ago.
"Looks like they backed out!" cried Eve odiously! She laughed aloud hoping the Slytherins might hear her.
"Oh no we didn't, Skairek" came a voice.
Draco and the team walked out from one of the stands. Why was he asking like this? I thought.
"Let's end this," said Draco barely in an audible whisper.
Harry, Eve and Fred glared at them.
We rose, my mind still racing about Draco. I saw a few of Gryffindor sitting in one of the stands. Slytherin spectators cheering on. One of whom- ---Lara Dirge and
David Lauren nudged Eve, who followed my gaze, and got angrier. "What are they doing here!?" She cried.
"I don't know," I said almost dreamily. They were both looking at us with pure hatred., What scared me the most was, that there was no teacher to supervise. They
were certainly not at the game. They were up tp something.
"Let's Go!" shouted Eve, beside me. The game started. We were half way, and doing fine, when suddenly I felt a jerk with my broom. I was spinning out of control.
The broom was out of my control. I couldn't direct it. No one had seen me. Eve however, was moving out of control too. The broom was going and flying out of
control. I was struggling to hang on for deer life. The broom gave one huge leap and Eve and I fell. ----fell from 50 feet in the air. Before I fell, I heard screams from
the team and Eve falling somewhere next to me. I felt I had gone into a slow flow. And it went back.
"Gryffindor vrs Slytherin"
Nadine's POV
I felt as lonely as ever. All I have left is my Sister. That creep, my Aunt married was dirt to me. Less than dirt. He was responsible for my parent's death. I had hate
filling me. I showed it in my eyes. These days I snapped at everyone who spoke to me. I slipped on my gear and Quidditch robes on. I slipped my long blue hair,
today, in a tight pony tail, so as not to get in the way of my flying. We had to win. Since this is my first game with the Slytherins, I wanted to show a great first
Impression. As did Eve. Draco, however was going to play against me. I laughed to myself. Must be difficult to play against his girlfriend. I grabbed my firebolt and
headed to the common Room.
"Hey! About time! We're going to be late---" said Ron. Harry and Eve were discussing the game. I joined them. Ron was dressed as keeper since Wood left.
Angelina was Quidditch capitan and Fred and George were the beaters. But since George had poisoned himself while testing some of their inventions called Sweets,
he ended up in the hospital wing, magically paralyzed. Eve normally played Chaser in our old school, now she will be filling in as Beater until George hopefully
recovers. She is really quite good at that position honestly.
Hermione came by wishing all of us good luck and headed to the stands. I was nervous. Eve was not the slightest. She was perfectly calm. She was probably since her boyfriend was on the same team and had support.
"Ready?" called Angelina in a nervous reck. I have been told that Ron was considerably a better player than before. Fred handed Eve George's club to her. We
wished each other a final good luck and flew up high.
"On my whistle, than" cried Madam Hootch. She threw the Quaffle, and the Snictch followed by the bludgers flew across the pitch. Harry immediately went off to
look for it. Katie and Angelina both swept in to grab the Quaffle. Draco gave me a wink before he flew off to look for the snitch. I followed around trying to grab
the Quaffle from Montague, whom had it tucked under his arm.
While Lee, bellowed commentary from the stands, I found out that Harry had almost caught the Snitch, but Malfoy had distracted him off track. I felt a surge of hate
to him for doing that. But after all. That as his job. Better not interfere, because at that moment, the Quaffle came right at me, I caught it and firmly held it and flew
flat on my broom towards the Slytherin Goal. I looked back to see all Slytherins hovering dangerously behind me. When I turned in front, I heard Eve and Fred
shout, "WATCH OUT!" A bludger came pelting towards me. Eve, having a faster broom than Fred, flew towards me with her club raised, But it was too late. I had
been hit. I dodged the bludger half way, it only scathed me by the lbow, making me and my broom spin. Unfortunalty, I dropped the Quaffle, But Katie Bell
grabbed hold of it inder me. I regained consciousness.
I heard Lee, "OUCH, that must have been a bad blow, to Chaser Nadine! Bell takes the Quaffle and heads to Slytherin's goal!--"
My elbow was bleeding very badly. But I had no time to complain. I followed Katie, she passed it to me where I threw with my left hand and meraculously scored.
My gaze turned to Eve, who was trying to unseat a slytherin Chaser, "Get off!" she screamed as she hit a bludger to him, which unseated him completely. "Woops!"
she said, turning to another player. Fred looked at her in a new light. I laughed.
"Blimey, looks like Harry has seen the Snitch!" cried Lee, jumping up and down. McGonagall shouting encouraging phrases and cheering on Harry.
Moments after I saw Harry speeding towards a gold glittering thing, Draco came after him.
Ron was doing a very good job indeed. The score was 60 to 40 Gryffindor. If Harry would just catch the Snitch, I pleaded, my elbow was killing me. Eve and Fred
were protecting the remaining chasers, since Katie and I were left. A Slytherin Beater unseated Angelina. We needed timeout.
Before I could call Time-out, I heard Lee scream, "GRYFFINDOR WINS!" I roar from the Crowd. I felt relief. My elbow was severely bleeding. Eve had a nasty
cut across her eyebrow, and Fred got a giant bruise. Most of the Slytherin's had shed Blood.
This was one bloody game. The victorious, yet sweaty Gryffindor team marched into the Hospital Wing to be treated. Harry was muddy, because chatching the
Snitch required rolling in the mud to be caught. Draco came in after us with the Slytherin Team behind him.
"Nice game, Potter," he muttered. Though it cost him alot to stretch out his hand. Eve had noticed this and jumped in front of Harry and shook his hand, rather
painfully, squeezing it.
"Well, I guess the best team won," she said, and smiled evillly.The dirt smudged on her nose became evident. Harry snickered. Draco muttered something and
turned to me. "So? you okay?
"Ya, It was nothing." I lied. It hurt a considerable amount. Madam Pomfrey had patched me up, though.
Draco Turned back at Harry and Angelina, who was nursing a swollen knee. "The team and I, want a rematch."
"Malfoy---" Harry began.
"Draco! We won fair."
"Look, Potter, you be there at the Pitch 5 pm. You and your team. We'll settle this fairly."
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. I couldn't either.
"FINE! We'll be there!" said Eve, eager not to end the fight. "Right Harry?" she said forcefully.
"I guess so," said Harry, rubbing his neck, still sore. "Come, on, let's freshen up! We don't want to lose this!" cried Eve. The team mumbled and muttered something
that oddly that sounded like: Whatever.
~**~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~**~*~*~*~*~**~~**~
"Well, where are they?" I moaned, hoping that it was cancelled. I was still sore from our last game which was only two hours ago.
"Looks like they backed out!" cried Eve odiously! She laughed aloud hoping the Slytherins might hear her.
"Oh no we didn't, Skairek" came a voice.
Draco and the team walked out from one of the stands. Why was he asking like this? I thought.
"Let's end this," said Draco barely in an audible whisper.
Harry, Eve and Fred glared at them.
We rose, my mind still racing about Draco. I saw a few of Gryffindor sitting in one of the stands. Slytherin spectators cheering on. One of whom- ---Lara Dirge and
David Lauren nudged Eve, who followed my gaze, and got angrier. "What are they doing here!?" She cried.
"I don't know," I said almost dreamily. They were both looking at us with pure hatred., What scared me the most was, that there was no teacher to supervise. They
were certainly not at the game. They were up tp something.
"Let's Go!" shouted Eve, beside me. The game started. We were half way, and doing fine, when suddenly I felt a jerk with my broom. I was spinning out of control.
The broom was out of my control. I couldn't direct it. No one had seen me. Eve however, was moving out of control too. The broom was going and flying out of
control. I was struggling to hang on for deer life. The broom gave one huge leap and Eve and I fell. ----fell from 50 feet in the air. Before I fell, I heard screams from
the team and Eve falling somewhere next to me. I felt I had gone into a slow flow. And it went back.
