The next day was the first quidditch match, Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Harry gets ready to mount his broom, waiting for their coach Madam Hooch to throw the ball. And the game was off.

In the first round, the ball was passed among Harry's team, until Draco's team got it, which made Harry chase after him, missing his chance. Stopping to wait for his signal. Another goal was made by the Slytherin, leaving the score 90 to 30. Harry looked over at the Slytherin section, looking at Snape who was sitting next to someone that Harry didn't know. Studying the face closely, 'He resembles Malfoy quite a bit there?' he guessed it could be Draco's father. His eyes went over to the Potion Master, seeing him sneer at his house. 'Looks like he is happy about his house winning.'

Malfoy appeared beside the young wizard, "Alright there scar head?" Harry glared over at him, 'Wonder how Snape became his Godfather?' wishing that wasn't so. When a bludger went flying towards them. They both ducked. Wood warned Harry to watch himself, but his broom got smashed instead, making Wood fly and being out of the game. The audience looked confused and horrified when a rode bludger was going after the Gryffindor. Harry tries flying away from it, wondering what to do, knowing what it can do if he gets hit. In the crowd Hagrid watched it through his binoculars, knowing that someone tampered with it. Ron wanted to stop it with his broken wand, but Hermonie stopped him. Colin who was standing next to them, wanted a better angle to take pictures of this, all the while worried about Harry's sake of course.

Snape realizes what was happening, but couldn't do much this time. Draco's father was right there, who is a follower and a spy for the Dark Lord. If the potion teacher were to be found out to be helping the other team, their enemy. It could have his cover blown. So all he could do is watch on, hoping Lily's last treasure will be alright.

Harry had enough, as Draco found it amusing, asking if he was training for the ballet. The snitch flew behind his enemy's back while the bludger came back, and both of them ducked again.

Harry flew past Draco to get to the snitch, his enemy realizing what he was up to, starts chasing the snitch too. Flying down below the deck, trying to get the snitch. Draco bragged about his broom speed, telling Harry that he will never catch him. He spoke too soon, as Harry flew past him, while the bludger distracted the Slytherin. They flew next to each other, trying to get the snitch. While the bludger went after Harry. The Gryffindor flew past Colin, 'What is he doing there?' He warned him about the bludger and got his fan to duck in time.

Harry and Draco flew under the deck again, catching up to the snitch. While the crushing ball followed them, smashing everything in its way. Draco kept his watch on it, getting him distracted, hitting a plank of wood with his broom, making him fly, and hitting the ground hard. Landing directly on his crotch, making the Slytherin cough. Harry watches Snape's worried face for his blonde student. Looking back to the front, he is the only one left to catch the snitch, reaching out to it, before the bludger smashed his arm. Making his right arm useless, having to use his left arm, only to fall to the ground at the last second.

Snape left his seat, going back down the stairs, walking over to his Slytherin students' side. Watching both an injured Draco and an injured Harry, "Seems Harry got it worse though.'

"Harry caught the snitch, Gryffindor wins!"

Harry didn't have time to celebrate though as the bludger came after him. Hermione destroys it with a spell. They all ran to Harry's side. Including the Slytherins, which got Snape being able to run over and check his student out. Of course, Professor Lockhart had to swoop in and decide to be the hero of this show, he spelled the words Brackium Emendo. Making the bone disappear. Snape gaped at this, wanting to kick the other professor.

"Ah...yes that can sometimes happen, but the point is...you can no longer feel any pain," Colin went to Harry's side, grossed out by this, and annoyed with Professor Lockhart. "And clearly the bones are not broken." Hagrid argued there were no bones left.

"I too agree with that logic," Snape said, standing next to his own house. Lockhart argues back that it is much more flexible though.

Snape and Colin were standing near Harry's hospital bed, with a couple of his friends. Colin looked at his hurt idol, worried written on his face while holding his camera. Snape listens to the nurse telling a grumbling Malfoy in the other bed that he may go. Telling everyone to get out of her way, looking at Snape, "He should have been brought straight to me. I can mend bones, but growing them back-"

"You will be able to...won't you?" Well of course she was able to but warned Harry that it would be painful, handing him something to drink. Snape wanted to warn Potter about the taste. Harry took a sip and spit it out on the floor, missing Colin and Snape by a second.

"Well, what do you expect, pumpkin juice!?" Ma'am Pomfrey exclaims, taking the cup.

Everyone left for dinner, except Colin, who stayed behind, sitting next to Harry's hospital bed, "Sorry for spitting that stuff at you."

"It's quite all right, you almost got it on Snape then me." Harry watches him mess with the camera, "mind if I take a picture of this moment?" His boyfriend nodded. Colin snaps the photos. Then he decides to curl up on the bed with Harry, putting his arm around him, "I was worried about you being hit by the bludger, then your arm got broken by it." Harry looked down at his bone-growing arm, "Any idea why it was after you?"

Harry geared over at Colin, shrugging his shoulders, leaning on the blonde's shoulder, "I don't"