Chapter 12 Gryffindor vs. Huffelpuff

After everyone returned back from break, the second Quidditch match of the season was soon. Angelina had them practicing almost every day for hours. It was finally the day of the big match. Gryffindor suited up and walked on to the field. Angelina and Cedric faced each other. Cedric looked at Jasmine and held his gaze on her. He smiled at her and she smiled back. They shook hands and everybody flew up. Jasmine kept watch over the goalposts, determined not to let any goals in. Huffelpuff's chaser was coming towards her fast. She chucked the Quaffle, but Jasmine caught it and threw it to Angelina.

"Oh! And Tamrin makes the catch. That girl's an amazing keeper, and an attractive one at that..." Lee Jordan said into the megaphone.

"Jordan!" McGonagall yelled.

"Sorry, sorry..." George flew over to her a while later. "How you holding up?"

"Good, I see there haven't been any Bludgers trying to decapitate me,"

"Yeah, Fred isn't so mad now. He's still kinda mad, though," Jasmine sighed. "Alright, better get back to the game," Jasmine nodded and George flew off. Jasmine saw Cedric with the Quaffle, coming right for her. He shot it towards the right goal. Jasmine dived for it and ended up hanging on to her broom by her legs. She had the Quaffle though. She threw it to Angelina, after righting herself. The game was close, the score was 60 to 70 to Gryffindor. Cedric was weaving back and forth, it was hard to tell where he was going. He threw it to the middle goal, Jasmine hit it back with ease. She smiled at him,' you make this too easy' She thought.

"Jazz, look out!" Cedric yelled. Jasmine looked back and saw a Bludger coming right for her. It hit her square in the head, making her black out. She fell from her broom and hit the ground hard. The crowd gasped as she was hauled off the field.

Jasmine woke up sometime later, surrounded by faces. There was a terrible ache in her head, and her legs were killing her. "Jazz, you awake?" She heard Harry ask. She moaned "I feel like I fell from a skyscraper,"

"Close to it, one more story and you would've," She heard George say.

"Did we win?"

"Actually, yes. Harry caught the snitch before they got a chance to score," Angelina said. Jasmine smiled. "Who's the asshole that hit the bludger at me?"

"One of the Huffelpuff beaters. Fred hit one right back at him, though,"

"Fred did?" The team nodded.

"I also thought you might want to know that Cedric didn't leave your side for hours,"

"Why?" She asked and they shrugged. Jasmine blushed, Cedric was pretty cute. "Where's Fred?" The team shrugged again.

"I'll go find him," George said and left.

"Feel better, Jazz. We'll come visit you later," The rest of the team said. Cedric came in as they left. "You're awake," He said and smiled. "Jazz, I'm really sorry. The accident was all my fault. If I hasn't distracted you with the Quaffle you would've been able to dodge the Bludger," Jasmine smiled. "Ced, don't worry about it, it's not your fault," Cedric smiled and said. "Here, I got you a get well present," Jasmine propped up on her elbows and raised her eyebrows. He pulled out a box of Chocolate Frogs from behind his back. "Here, I'll help you," He said. He opened up one and put it in her mouth. His fingers lingered on her lips, his breathing became rapid. "I... I'm sorry," He said and got up quickly. "I hope you feel better, I gotta go," He said and left. Jasmine shrugged and ate another frog. A few minutes later, George came in, dragging Fred behind him. "I said get in there! And kiss and make up, and I mean that literally," Fred slowly came up to her bed. "How you doing?"

"Alright, I guess. I heard you kicked the ass of the guy that hit me," Fred gave a small smile and said. "Yeah, I took care of him," Jasmine smiled and said. "Fred, I didn't kiss Draco. I really do love you. You're my perfect guy, I can't think of being with anyone else,"

"Really?" He asked sheepishly. Jasmine nodded. Fred placed his hand on her cheek. "You must've thought I was being a real asshole back there,"

"Yeah, you were. But it's alright, kiss me and I'll forgive you," Fred happily obliged and kissed her on the lips. He got on the bed and kissed her neck.

"Mr. Weasly! Please control yourself," Madame Pomfrey yelled. Fred looked over and said. "Come on, Mrs. Pomfrey have a heart. We're in love!" She frowned at them and said. "You can come back when I'm done healing Jasmine's concussion and back bruises," Fred shrugged and gave Jasmine one last kiss. Jasmine smiled, she didn't find any of the treatments painful one bit. She was too happy to care about anything but Fred.

A/N: I don't own any of the HP characters in any shape or form. That would be cool though...