*Okay so I've been thinking and I need a new description (or summary or whatever it's called) for this story. I never really liked the one I have now but I never took the time to change it... So if any of you have any suggestions I would love to hear them. Please let me know and I'll shut up now so you can read :3*
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It was pouring rain, with furious winds, as we walked to the Quidditch field. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were walking a little ahead from under an enormous umbrella. It had to be big to fit all three of them. I thought it was cute how they decided to share one. I had my own that I shared with Daphne. It was cold this morning and because of that, along with the storm, I decided to leave Lev in the room. Rather than freeze out here I thought he'd enjoy it more to be inside warm and possibly destroying Pansy's things.
Daphne held the umbrella as I hugged her arm. We were both shivering a little but it was worth it to watch the match. I brought the scarf Draco gifted to me too. It was a lot warmer than it looked and I covered the bottom half of my face with it. It kept the warmth in and the cold and wet out. We made our way up to the stands and found a place in the front. With all the water in the air I wanted a closer view to see things clearer. The crowd cheered but the sound was overshadowed by the roar of thunder.
Hufflepuff was wearing their usual bright yellow robes. They approached the field as Gryffindor did too from across them. While watching them I spotted Luna in the stands who managed to stand out even with all the bright colors around her. The game started and as I got into the game Daphne started to drift off. She began talking to some people next to us and slowly slid away from me. I wasn't upset seeing as I wasn't paying much attention to her either and instead tried to make out the shapes of the players in the sky.
I leaned to my other side to join Draco under his umbrella which he had gotten instead of using the one Crabbe and Goyle had. He was a little surprised by my sudden presence. Or maybe it was that I had to squeeze a little close to him so that the umbrella could cover us both. His head turned to the side and he shook it before turning back to the game. Not taking his eyes off the players he held out his arm in front of me so that I could hug it to keep warm. He was so thoughtful... I heard the little blondie laugh as Harry almost got hit several times. Well he was thoughtful with me at least
A time out was called. All the players made their way back to the ground where they were instantly covered in mud. As they were talking, the wind picked up a little more. My scarf started flailing and pulled away from my skin. It started feeling a little loose. Before I paid too much attention to it the players got up again.
The game was going on longer than we had expected it to but it didn't take away from the excitement. The thunder persisted and along with it came the lightning. I worried as I saw one of the twins get distracted by it and almost hit by a Bludger. I shoved Draco a little when I saw the grin he was making no attempt to hide. Back in the skies Harry seemed to have spotted the Snitch.
"Bet you five Galleons Potter falls off that poor excuse of a broom" Draco sneered as the two boys beside him laughed. He looked down at me expecting a comeback which I graciously gave to him
"At least Potter doesn't have to fake an injury" I said and pressed on his "injured" arm, the one I had been leaning on this whole time. He was going to retort but lightning hit again and with it a gust of strong wind came and took my scarf. I gasped and reached for it but it slipped through my fingers and away from me
I was about to push my way down to the field to see if I could think of a plan to catch it there but before I could a flash of red brought my attention up. I watched as a Gryffindor player caught my scarf midair and flew back to me with it in hand. George stopped a little in front of me and hung upside down from his broom his eyes leveled with mine. He was dripping wet, covered in mud, with my scarf in one hand and a big smile on his face. His hair, also plastered with mud, hung down from his head making it look longer than it really was. I couldn't help but smile back.
"I think you dropped something" he yelled over the roar of the wind and I beamed taking it from his hands. The scarf somehow managed to survive the mud covering almost every inch of George making me sigh with all sorts of relief.
"Thank you" I mouthed too touched to say anything else. He gave me a wicked smile and turned right side up. He casually sat on his broom floating in front of me, feet swaying back and forth as if he were a little kid. His mouth opened to say something but he didn't have time to get the words out
"OI, WEASLEY! GET BACK IN THE GAME!" Oliver Wood screamed over the noise, louder than I thought possible.
"Oh right" he said remembering we were in the middle of a game and flew back to it. I could still see his smile as he faded into the storm. There was an instant racket as students talked about what had just happened. I never understood how people can take something so trivial and make such a big deal out of it
"If he's not even going to play, why is he here?" Draco grumbled next to me as I put the damp scarf back around my neck. I rolled my eyes at him and watched as the game continued. A little above the other players Harry and Cedric were concentrating on catching the Snitch. Then he was falling.
The rest happened in a flash. Before Harry made it to the ground Professor Dumbledore stepped in and was able to soften his fall. He rid of the Dementors above and they took Harry on a stretcher into the castle and, I assumed, the hospital wing.
"You owe me five Galleons" Draco told the boys as I began to part with them. Draco held onto my arm to stop me. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to see if Hermione is okay" I told him and tried to pull away but he wasn't having it. I scowled at him and pulled harder. "Tell Daphne to look after Lev for me, I'm going to the hospital wing."
He reached for me but I pushed my way through the crowd and ran into the castle. I had caught a glimpse of Hermione's face when she left with Harry and it wasn't pretty. She looked almost broken but I didn't blame her. Harry was her best friend and even with the help from Professor Dumbledore, who knew how serious his injuries were. When I reached the hospital wing the room was full of Gryffindors, most covered from head to toe in mud.
"What are you doing here?" Ron growled when he saw me. I ignored him went over to Hermione who was still crying. She hugged me as soon as I reached her. I had a feeling that if my top hadn't already been soaking wet her tears would've made it so
"He'll be okay" I cooed and stroked her hair. Hermione nodded but didn't stop crying. We sat back as Madam Pomfrey did some medical stuff to Harry. He was still unconscious. I sat next to Hermione as she and the rest of them continued to stare at Harry. They all cared about him a lot and it probably hurt to see him like this. I had no feelings for Harry, not even those of friendship; I was just here for Hermione. She looked fragile as she stared at her unconscious best friend
I could sort of sympathize with them as I had gone through something similar with Draco. Albeit I knew he wasn't going to die from the slash given to him by Buckbeak but it still scared me to see him in the hospital bed. There was also another boy I knew when I was younger, Daniel Harris, who I had a similar experience with. I had watched him as his unconscious body slowly died in my brother's arms… It was a story I didn't like to think about...
Opposite to where Hermione and I were sitting, Ron sat looking quietly at Harry, only occasionally turning to look at us from the corner of eye. I felt like he should've been in my place, sitting next to Hermione and not so far away. Maybe they were fighting again?
"You can leave now" Ron said what he'd probably been thinking since I got there. His brothers gave him a look but I stood up. He was right
"Yeah, I think I should." They looked over at me stunned. Even the other team members, who hadn't paid any attention to me all day, looked at me surprised.
"You don't have to" George reassured me. Fred gave his younger brother another look.
"Actually I think I've left Lev alone too long. Even if he likes Daphne he still gets annoyed after a while. I hope Harry feels better" I told them as I walked to the door. I gave another hug to Hermione then headed out.
"Wait" a voice called after me. George followed me out to the corridor. "I hope you don't take it personally, Ron's just upset and –"
"And he doesn't like me" I finished for him. George looked down knowing it was the truth. "It's okay, not everyone has to like me. I'm okay with that. He didn't hurt my feelings, don't worry" I joked around. I actually liked that Ron didn't like me. It was strange but in a way I appreciated it. He didn't fake a smile just to get on my good side which was more than I could say for a lot of people
"Are you sure?" George asked not joking.
"Yeah, I'm sure" I reassured him and smiled. "Oh and thanks for giving me my scarf back. I would've hated to lose it." He cheered up by the change of topic.
"No problem" he said casually but beamed down at me
"How did you even see it through all that rain?" I asked curious. I could barely see the players from the stands
"Umm... I saw it out of the corner of my eye. It's a very bright color."
"It's a Forest Green… that's a dark colour…" I said slowly trying to understand what he was telling me. Unless he had been looking at it like I had been when it flew away it would've gotten lost with the other colours in the sky
"Yeah but it was… different. You know, not mixing in with sky. It stood out" he added quickly and smiled
"Oh… that makes sense" I mumbled thinking it through. "Well I should go back down to the dungeon. And you try to get some rest" I added strictly.
"Huh? Why?" he pouted playfully
"Playing out in that weather can't be good for you and you're already looking a little flushed." I mentioned leaning into his face. His cheeks were starting to turn a little pink. It was good considering how cold it was but it could also be a sign of a fever creeping up. His eyes widened and he turned away from me.
"Yeah I'll go ask Madam Pomfrey now. See ya!" he called and ran back into the hospital wing. It was weird but then again I wasn't one to judge on weird. I decided to shrug it off and go down to my room for some rest. But first, I needed a shower.