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Chapter Six: Cassidy
It had been five days since Black had attacked, and the school was still a little on edge. Snape had taken over our Defence Against the Dark Arts class and it had made me want to jump out of the nearest window, without a broom. I was so happy to get out the class I pretty much ran out. For the whole week, we had been having a pretty bad storm. I had noticed a change in Wolfie and the other bird kids, turns out being cooped up made them all a bit stir crazy.
So, going to the Quidditch tournament seemed to cheer Wolfie up a lot. I had also picked up she'd been hanging around with Granger, and by extension, Potter and Sidekick-Weasley, a lot more, not that it bothered me of course. Right now however, Wolfie and I were walking to the pitch. An excitable bird kid named Nudge, who Woflie had introduced me to, was also there. Merlin, that girl could talk for Britain, or America. The rain was battering down, so it was basically just a bunch of umbrella's watching the Quidditch game. We sat in the stands, I found myself sitting with Wolife, Nudge, Sidekick-Weasley and Girl Weasley. The teams, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, were walking to meet each other in the middle of the pitch.
"Wood doesn't look too happy," Sidekick-Weasley pointed out. I had to agree with him, and if Gryffindor lost this game I doubted we would be seeing Wood for a while.
"And they're off!" Nudge giggled, I saw her eyes widen as she watched with excitement. Wolfie however looked extremely unimpressed.
"They're flying on broomsticks, big whoop," Wolfie rolled her eyes.
"Well, most of us don't have wings," Granger pointed out, shaking her head lightly at Wolfie.
"Okay, yeah you've got a point." Wolfie muttered.
"Just watch the game!" I snapped, all this talking was annoying me. Wolfie raised an eyebrow but didn't comment and we went back to the game. It didn't look like it was going too well, and we couldn't hear the commentary over the wind. I had to sit next to Granger gasping and clutching Wolife or Sidekick-Weasley's hand when Potter was almost hit by a Bludger, twice. Potter almost ran into another player to top it all off, twice. Madam Hooch blew the whistle after Wood called for a time out. I watched Granger and Sidekick-Weasley scramble up, Granger dragging Wolfie along for the ride to where Potter was standing. It was awkward for the whole time the three of them were gone, Nudge, Girl Weasley and I made no attempt to create conversation between each other. I was mildly surprised that Nudge hadn't at least attempted to talk but maybe she just sensed now wasn't the time.
"I though Wood was about to make out with you," Wolfie added as the trio arrived back.
"Yeah, nice work making Harry's glasses water proof," Sidekick-Weasley added.
"I made them water repellent, Ronald," Granger stated, sitting down.
Finally, the match started up again, Cedric Diggory spotted the Snitch and Potter was close on his tail. However, a silence had fallen over the crowd. We all knew that cold and Wolfie seemed to stop breathing next to me.
"Why aren't they stopping?" I could just make out that it was Wolfie who had spoken. It was pretty scary, one minute Potter was fine and the next he was plummeting toward the earth. "Nudge!" I heard Wolfie yell and I turned. I watched as the bird kids took off, Wolfie's black wings and Nudge's tawny ones were only just visible though the rain. It seemed like the other members had spotted what Nudge and Wolfie were up to and had joined them.
I watched as Wolfie grabbed a falling Potter, stopping him from becoming a human pancake, Nudge also helping. Dumbledore fended off the Dementors with a swish of silvery light and the Quidditch players landed immediately. Diggory, having apparently caught the snitch, was shouting about a rematch, and Wood seemed to have just lost the will to live. I made my way down to where Wolfie was standing, some of the younger kids staring at her now soggy wings.
"He'll be alright? Right?" Wolfie asked Granger who nodded,
"Of course he will." She still looked worried. They rushed Potter off, taking him to the hospital wing.
"Honestly, the hospital wing is that boy's second home," I swear I heard a Hufflepuff girl mutter.
"Poor Potter, fainting spell again," I heard Malfoy's insufferable voice.
"Shut it, Malfoy," I heard Wolfie growl, I watched Nudge take a step away from Wolfie, she'd clearly seen Wolfie mad before and didn't want to relive it.
"He's not worth it," Granger sighed, again dragging Wolfie and Sidekick-Weasley away. Nudge, Girl Weasley and I followed close behind.
Even with Black gone from the castle, we were constantly being reminded he was out there. As long as Black was at large, so would the Dementors.