Aoife and Percy's conversation was soon interrupted by Lee Jordan's introduction of the Gryffindor players arrival onthe pitch. When at last all the Ravenclaws had joined them, Madam hooch blew her whistle and the players kicked off from the ground The Gryffindor chasers, Leo and Ailish O Connor, scored many goals, one of which was very skillfully shot by Leo who ended up hanging from her broomstick with one hand and literally kicking the quaffle through the center hoop. Seamus Finnegan commented that she'd make a great footballer, but no one understood what he meant. Gryffindor held no sympathy for Ravenclaw and trashed them. There was one accident, right at the end where a bludger came zooming past Orla and missed Leo by less than an inch, but both Weasley twins hit it almost the exact same time and, missed and hit each other on their arms, unable to steer their brooms, they both fell to the ground, but luckily Orla had seen a golden shine within the mist. Not sure if it was a Gryffindor emblem or the thing she wanted most, she flew over to examine it. It was the snitch. Her heart fluttered, she grabbed it just in time before Madame Hooch had to stop the game. The Gryffindor crowd erupted in cheers but since Gryffindor's beaters were currently unconscious, a bludger came flying at Orla and with no-one to stop it she had to jump for it, as the crowd were held in suspense, Oliver dived down and caught Orla in his arms before she reached the ground, more cheers erupted "My hero" Orla said as she laughed at the cheesiness of the two words. She gave him a huge kiss, tongue and all, and wrapped her arms around him, smelling his deodorant & cologne, and the players did a few laps of victory before heading for the showers. The crowd was cheering in the stands. Sophie Prendergast's, the Ravenclaw Quidditich captain, spanking-loving boyfriend, Darragh, went running to comfort her in the dressing rooms. Aoife and Percy were cheering in the stands. Percy thought back to what they were talking about before the game and took Aoife's hand and led her back to the castle, much to her surprise. Harry, who was walking behind them, noticed Aoife and Percy canoodling and ran up to the castle like a sissy thinking 'Why doesn't anyone like me?? I'm Harry frickin' Potter!'

Orla and Leo both received many pats on the back when they entered the changing rooms (as both teams were playing that day, the girls and the boys had to share a changing room) and headed down to the back to have showers before the boys. Orla, determined to find out what had happened with Snape, grabbed a towel and followed Leo who was already washing her hair in one of the cubicles. She was facing towards the wall and was caught by surprise when a bar of soap came flying at her head. She turned and saw Orla smiling evilly her hand still in a throwing position. Leo smiled back but her mind was too full of thoughts to care about the soap now bursting into fireworks of bubbles next to her leg. She couldn't stop thinking about Ron, and how sweet he had been to her or Draco who she still hadn't seen him since potions the previous day. The doors to the cubicles hid her bruises so Orla couldn't see them Orla suddenly blurted out "Hey Leo, are you okay? You've been acting very strange for the last few days..." Leo turned to face one of her best friends and lied straight to her face. "Me? Strange? Probably just my major hangover! Still haven't caught up with my sleep." "That's great. Aoife's convinced something's wrong with you. Weird about Snape though... wonder who did it..." Orla said turning the knob in the shower. "Snape?" Leo replied, remembering how Sarah and her had left Snape unconscious the previous day. "Yeah, filch found him knocked out by the dungeons this morning, it was announced at breakfast" Orla answered unaware Leo had had anything to do with it "reckons it was a jinx." Leo, who's face turned white, grabbed her towel and ran to get changed. "Talk to you later" she cried, not giving Orla a chance to reply as she ran out. Fred and George, who were sitting on the bench with broken arms and wrists, looked towards Leo who had just walked with just a towel on, Fred stared at her smooth back and her backside that was just covered by her baby pink towel, for some reason he missed the purple bruises on her arms. She flicked her hair to the side to get at her robes and George got drips from her wet hair on his face and grinned to himself. She turned and saw them staring at her and gave them a questioning look "You guys okay?" she asked eyeing Fred's bandaged arm and Georges broken leg. "Yeah... looks worse than it is..." was all she got out of both of them. Much to their dismay, she got out her wand, whispered an incantation to herself and in the blink of an eye was fully dressed, sporting a figure-hugging denim skirt and a simple yet elegant baby blue sweatshirt, to hide her obvious bruises. Fred and George were transfixed as they watched her put her make-up and perfume on. The scent wafted over to them and both were falling for her more every second. Leo totally unaware of her on-looking audience had spent the whole time wanting to burst into tears, wanting a shoulder to cry on.

Orla came in next to her soon after and also quickly got dressed so they could head up to the after party. Just as Leo was packing up, the shoulder of her top fell down, revealing the strap of her bra and underneath it a massive bruise. Nearly the whole changing room noticed. Oliver, the first of which who noticed asked, "Lombard, what did you do to your shoulder?" which caused everyone's eyes to dart towards her including Orla's. All Leo could do was bite her lower lip and say with extremely tearful eyes "Oh nothing... Quidditich fall.. Look I better go. Head Girl duties." And with that she burst in to silent sobs, grabbed her things and darted towards the door. Oliver stood in the way blocking her exit, he knew they couldn't be from Quidditich. Orla ran after her worried, to see what was wrong. Leo was now surrounded by the whole Quidditich team and had no escape. "Leo, how the hell did you get those bruises?" Orla asked, everyone deeply concerned. She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes, "Guys I'm fine, really, please let me go" Orla, knowing the outcome would be a lot worse if they didn't let her leave gestured to Oliver to stand aside and followed Leo as she raced back to the castle as fast as her legs would carry her with Orla not far behind her. Orla knew Leo was lying, she could hear her sobbing as she ran. They passed many of their fellow students as they ran, including Aoife and Percy. Orla whistled at them but they ignored her.

Leo raced through the corridors, losing Orla after about 20 minutes, who figured she'd see her at the party and ask her what was up with her then. Leo, running to reach her dorm, bashed into to someone while racing down a corridor, 180 mph. Eyes bleary, she looked up and saw Draco staring down at her. "Whoooah Leo" he smirked "What's the rush?" "Just wanted to get ready for the party, you know, after all, Gryffindor won." Leo replied, while panting for air. "Yeah, I heard. You never turned up last night... I was waiting for ages, before I gave up." Draco said, expecting an answer. "Oh, I spent the night with Aoife and Orla in their room." She said, thinking back to her night in the Gryffindor boys' dorm. "Sorry, but we have a good five minutes now!" she giggled beckoning towards the empty classroom on her right, knowing it was the only way to get rid of him. Draco put on his infamous smirk and replied "As appealing as that sounds Lombard, I'm afraid Dumbledore sent me to find you, wants you right away." "But I'll take a rain check on that" she shouted after her, watching her walk away, looking forward to their next 'meeting'. She strolled to Dumbledore's office, heart beating, shaking in fear that he knew about Snape...