Disclaimer: Harry Potter -J.K. Rowling
Plot-FlexibleFish.
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Draco woke up the next day, and his mood hasn't lifted a bit. He now sat at the Slytherin table, watching his food stare back at him.
"Anything wrong, Draco?" asked someone as they sat across from him. Draco looked up and saw that it was only Pansy Parkinson.
Draco didn't reply.
"Is it the Granger girl?" She asked.
No answer.
"Worried about Quidditch today, mate?" Asked another person as they sat next to Pansy.
Draco glanced at Blaise, never replying.
"Listen Draco, you've got to eat something," Pansy advised.
"If you don't-"She began.
"I know, I know." Draco cut in.
The blonde sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "So, do you want to talk about it?" Asked Blaise.
"No." Draco simply answered.
He looked at the both of them.
"Even if I did, you wouldn't understand." He said.
"No one would understand. Not even me." Draco finished.
He then stood up from his seat and left the Hall.
Reaching the portrait, he said the password and went in. He changed into his Quidditch robes and carried his broom down to the Quidditch field.
--What a perfect, wonderful windy-cloudy day.--Draco thought sarcastically as he stepped onto the grounds of Hogwarts.
Gushes of wind blew at him, and the skies could not get anymore foreboding. As he approached the pitch, he didn't see any of his teammates.
--Except for Potter's one.-- The blonde thought
The only Slytherin ignored the Gryffindors, and they did the same.
About five minutes later, Draco's team approached the field and the Quidditch stands and seats were slowly filled.
"Alright," began Draco as he approached his teammates "Just like we practiced. The Gryffindors won't stand a chance."
He paused as lightning ran across the sky.
"Potter will not have the House Cup this year!" He yelled.
Thunder then rumbled and his teammates shouted in agreement before they flew to the skies.
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It has been two hours already, and still had he nor Potter found the Snitch. Both of the team members were soaking from head to toe due to the heavy downpour of rain.
Draco also found it difficult to get a good grip on his broom and see through the massive drops of rain.
The last time he heard the scores, Gryffindors were leading with sixty points, Slytherin with fifty points.
--Merlin knows what the score was now!--
And Merlin how he wanted to find the snitch --Before Potter does--
The thought of seeing Harry being carried on the shoulders of Gryfindor members, waving the snitch in his hand, while Ron looked on smiling and Hermione clapping and cherring along with the other house members, it just made him sick to the stomach!
Thunder rumbled across the sky and the rain had gotten heavier. This only made him even more determined to find the snitch.
Draco could no longer hear the commentator and he wasn't even sure if he was still in the Quidditch area.
Suddenly, he spotted something gold and glittery at the corner of his eye. Turning his head, he saw the snitch.
Excitement shot through him as he gripped his broom preparing to catch the snitch.
It flew away and Draco chased it, making sure that it was still in his line of vision.
--Imagine the look on Potter's face after we won!--Thunder rumbled louder as he gained on the snitch.
--Mother would be so proud!--
Draco smiled inside as he stretched his arm to grab the tiny ball.
In a fraction of a second, a series of lightning struck.
Two or more struck at the same time. Then, without a warning, one struck his broom and the bristles were now caught in fire.
Draco finally grabbed the snitch and in one swift moment, he flew straight down. Knowing that he had to reach the ground before he would be burned.
With the tail of his broom burning ablaze despite the rain, he sped towards the ground.
How high had he been?
He could almost feel the heat radiating from the fire.
Suddenly lightning struck again and before he knew it, it had hit him.
Falling unconscious and towards the ground, he slipped from his broom and into darkness.
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