Chapter 12

Cassidy's POV (December 14)

I can't stand not talking to Lindsay. It's tearing me apart! Shane is still mad at me, and it's ripping Austin in half because he still won't take sides! Haley is just confused, with one thing and another, so she's hanging with me sometimes, then Lindsay, and when it gets too "cut throat," she hangs with some friends she's made from the quidditch team. Austin and Haley are doing everything they can to get our "group" back together, but so far, nothing has worked. Oh, yeah, and today is our second quidditch match. Against Slytherin. The first one had been against Hufflepuff, and we flattened them, 240 to 60.

"C'mon, Cassidy, eat something!" Sandra urged, pushing a plate of toast at me. Haley picked a piece off the plate and waved it around under my nose, grinning.

"Do you want me to feed it to you?" She teased, pulling off a piece of crust and holding up to my mouth. I opened my mouth half-heartedly and she shoved the entire slice in my mouth. That definitely woke me up.

At 9:48, Sandra led us out to the quidditch field to examine it. After throwing random advice out to all of us, we headed for the locker room. As I was pulling my scarlet robes over my head, I heard cheers and shouts fill the stadium. It was then that the nerves began to hit me head on.

"All right, team, let's go." Sandra said; her face had gone chalk white. As soon as I stepped out, I heard a chorus of the famous "Weasley is our King" song; remembering it from the stories mum told. The Slytherins had of course tweaked it so it fit my description.

Weasley is our Queen

Weasley is our Queen

She always missed the snitch

Weasley is our Queen

Weasley cannot catch a thing

She cannot catch a single ring

That's why Slytherins all sing

Weasley is our Queen

Weasley was born in a bin

She always lets us catch the snitch

Weasley will make sure we win

Weasley is our Queen

But instead of feeling embarrassed, I grinned and took a bow. The Slytherins stopped singing, and the Gryffindors cheered and stomped their feet, which drowned out the boos from the Slytherin end. I grinned. Anything that reminded me of my dad made me happy. And I was also glad they hadn't been smart enough to call me "King" or "he" from the article, because that definitely would have gotten to me.

"Captains, shake hands!" Madam Hooch screeched. The Slytherin captain grabbed Sandra's hand and squeezed it as though he was trying to cut off the circulation in her fingers. Sandra's face screwed up in pain, but she kept a firm grip until Madam Hooch had to pull him off.

"Mount your brooms!" She yelled, glaring at Harris Malfoy. (The Slytherin captain.) I mounted my Firebolt and kicked off. My nerves fell away with the ground as I flew upward. Immediately I saw the other seeker searching readily for the snitch. I listened half to the commentator, and half to the crowd while I set the entire focus of my sight on searching for the snitch.

In 20 minutes, Slytherin was up by 170 to 40. And there it was. The snitch, hovering 3 feet above Professor McGonagall's pointy witches hat. I screwed up my face in concentration, and dove. Theresa Watson, the Slytherin seeker shot after me. I felt a bludger whistle past me, and swerved a bit to dodge it. I reached down, and scooped the air, feeling the snitch smack against my fingers, and my reflexes kicked in as I closed my fingers around it tightly.

The look on Professor McGonagall's face was hysterical. I doubled up with laughter as I landed on the ground, engulfed by the rest of the team. Haley wrapped her arms around me and screamed, as we jumped up and down. I held the snitch in the air, letting it flap its wings helplessly against my palm. Suddenly, I felt hands slapping my back, and Lindsay flew at me, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She sobbed, wrapping her arms around me. That was enough. I burst into tears and wrapped my arms around her so tightly I was surprised I didn't suffocate her.

"I missed you." I whispered into her ear, when suddenly we were broken apart and I was pulled onto Haley and Austin's shoulders. Shane stared at the ground and walked back up to the castle alone. I was carried back into the school and up to the Gryffindor common room, where the party began immediately.

Sweets from Honeydukes, butterbeer, Zonkos products were thrown into the crowd, and the best of all was that Linds and I were sitting in two crimson comfy armchairs, around a circular table, sipping butterbeer, hoarding sweets and catching up like old friends. Duh, cause we are old friends!

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