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The Slytherin team with new Seeker, Draco Malfoy, had gained an early and looked like an almost easy 60 point lead. Certainly an exciting game to watch as she noticed more than a few familiar moves that both captains, Marcus Flint and Oliver Wood, had taken from her playbook last year; her grin widened as Wood caught her eye and gave an unapologetic shrug. It was a friendly rivalry between the former Ravenclaw Seeker and captain and the Gryffindor Keeper, also quite flirtatious. Oliver Wood was charming without trying, competitive, and hilarious if not long winded.
Dahlia kept her eyes on the game when a Bludger came screaming at Harry. He dodged it to the delight of Draco. The girl leaned forward as Wood came into view no doubt telling Potter to watch himself when the bloody ball came screaming back and broke Wood's broom.
"OLLIE!" Dahlia screamed as she stood up running to the barrier at the front of the stands.
Wood fell more than a few stories but was able to right himself and land without being hurt. She looked back at Harry and it seemed as if the Bludger was coming for him. Lockhart ran up behind her holding onto her tightly, there was nothing that could be done until the match was over, hoping that someone would catch the Snitch and end the game for the safety of all the players and spectators. The keen eyed girl saw the Snitch behind Draco as he mocked Potter and Harry caught sight of it and a chase ensued. Draco followed the path and so did the Bludger, nearly knocking over Colin Creevey as he tried to take a picture.
Both Seekers and the Bludger crashed into the stands breaking beams and leaving wood splinters in their path. No one could see the chase and the house banners covered the tall stands but everyone could hear for kilometers around the crashing and smashing of wood from below. It was a few moments later that Draco had a mishap and landed on the pitch looking as if all the breath had been knocked out of him. Moments later Harry appeared again still being pursued by the rogue ball desperately trying to grab the Snitch and end the game, winning it for Gryffindor.
He reached for the ball not looking as the Bludger hit his arm with a terribly awesome force breaking it for sure. The purple haired girl gripped the rail tight praying it would be over quickly. Lockhart dug his fingers into her shoulders as Harry grabbed the Snitch and tumbled off his broom close to the ground. Lee Jordan announced the play and Dahlia bolted down to the pitch followed by Lockhart and the others in attendance.
Dahlia met Hermione and Ron first gathering around Harry as Hermione blasted the Bludger still after Harry. It was confirmed that his arm was broken.
"Hagrid," the TA asked, "can you carry him to Madame Pomfrey?"
"Not to worry Harry; I will fix that arm of yours straightaway," Lockhart said confidently.
Harry looked noticeably worried, "Not you."
"Boy doesn't know what he's saying," Gilderoy rebutted.
"Professor," Dahlia called, "perhaps it's better to let Madame Pomfrey handle this?" her voice was sweet and light, hoping he would give in to her.
"Nonsense," he gave her an annoyed glance, "I am more than qualified," he sounded offended that she would say anything in front of the crowd. He looked back at the unnerved boy, "This won't hurt a bit. Brackium Emendo!" Lockhart dropped his wand looking triumphantly over at Dahlia as he bent Harry's arm which had been removed of its bones. "Ah, yes, well that can sometimes happen…but the point it…you can no longer feel any pain and very clearly the bones are not broken."
"Broken?! There's no bones left!" Hagrid scolded the professor.
"Much more flexible, though," Gilderoy said trying to make the best out of the bad situation as he bent Harry's arm back to his elbow. The crowd recoiled as Hagrid picked up the boy and took him to hospital wing.
The pale eyed girl glared at Lockhart as he made his way over to her still looking as if he had saved the day, "You see Heather, all is well," he grinned trying to put his arm around her as she moved out of the way.
"My name, Professor, is Dahlia, do well to remember it!" she said loudly as she stormed away running into Oliver on her way.
Lockhart stood there stunned for a moment trying to figure out why in the world she was angry with him, he had said her name properly and helped Harry; there was just no reason. He looked after her as she left with the Gryffindor Keeper. He would need to have a word with her about her attitude before the next class.