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A/N: Here's the next chappie! It's not that long but please forgive me as I've been swamped with homework and stuff! Argh! This includes the imposible kind! I hate pi! So here is is. Don't forget to review. It's those reviews that keep me writing this! Thanks! xxx luv yaz all!
Monique swooped down and left her broomstick on the grass. She ran up to Felix.
"Ohmigod! Are you alright?" she asked. Felix grunted.
"Take it easy Felix," Madam Pomphrey said, getting a floating stretcher.
"I'm so sorry Felix! I'm so sorry!" Monique said. Worry was etched on her face. She was close to crying. But of course she didn't. That certainly wouldn't have been manly. But she was upset all the same.
"I'm really sorry Felix!" she yelled at him as Madam Pomphrey stretchered (I know I made this word up so don't diss it!) him away. He mumbled something back but Monique couldn't tell what he was saying.
"What were you thinking?" Monique turned round to face an angry (and very scary) James.
"I… well… um….. I'm sorry," Monique stuttered.
"Are you blind? That bludger was going straight at Felix who was right next to you? Didn't you hear it coming? Didn't you hear everyone yelling at you that there was a bludger coming! For God's sake Malcolm! You're a beater! I'm going to have to seriously consider whether you're staying on my team!" James yelled. He stormed off inside. Sirius gave Monique a sorry look.
"He takes Quidditch very seriously," he muttered. Then, after an encouraging smile Sirius left also. The crowds were dispersing and Monique felt alone on the Quidditch pitch. How could everything have gone so wrong on her first game? It was supposed to be momentous. For her to prove that girls were just as good, if not better, Quidditch players than boys. And she'd ruined the whole game. Monique ran. She ran to the empty grounds, the field on the edge of the forbidden forest. Once there she screamed. She screamed and shouted all the curses she'd ever heard. Birds flew from nearby trees to escape the noise being emitted from her mouth. Then Monique sat on the ground. After checking no one was around she began to cry. Now Monique wasn't the one for sobbing and shrieking. Well she did shriek. She just sat silently and let tears stream down her face. And it began to rain. Just like Monique's crying it was slow and light at first, just a few drops. But it was as if the floodgates had opened and rain mingled with tears on her face. She was soaked through. Monique was miserable.
"Monique!" Lily yelled. Monique looked up to see her best friend on the other side of the field. Lily ran up to her.
"I thought you'd gone in, no one else is out here. I've been looking everywhere. I was so worried," Lily said.
"I've failed," Monique sniffed.
"What?" Lily said.
"I've proved what I set out to un-prove," Monique said.
"What are you on about?" Lily asked.
"I was supposed to prove that girls could play Quidditch and win. I've just proved that they're a liability," Monique said.
"Monique, you can't win every time. It's impossible. Do you remember James in his third year? He lost that last game against Slytherin," Lily said.
"But he's never lost since," Monique said.
"Exactly. He's learnt from that mistake and made himself better. You just have to train harder than ever before and I bet that by the next game you'll be the best beater Hogwarts has ever seen," Lily said.
"Really?" Monique asked.
"Yes!" Lily laughed. She pulled her friend into a hug. "You are a great Quidditch player but I know you could be even better."
"Thanks Lils," Monique said. "I'll get changed then I want to visit Felix. I just hope the damage isn't too bad."
"I'm sure it's nothing Madam Pomphrey can't fix," Lily said brightly. "I'll meet you outside the common room."
"See you then," Monique grinned. Monique ran up to castle. Lils can always make me smile.
The Hospital Wing was almost empty. Felix was sat on a crisp white bed in the fart left corner. The curtains around his bed were drawn. Madam Pomphrey seemed quite busy dealing with a handful of first years who'd been cursed so their face would erupt in boils. There was the odd student wanting something for their colds so Lily and Monique just slipped in without being noticed. Monique approached Felix's bed cautiously.
"Erm, Felix?" she said.
"It's alright, you can open the curtains," Felix said. Lily pulled the curtains back.
"How are you?" Monique asked.
"I'm fine really, Madam Pomphrey said my skull was a bit broken or something or chipped or something like that but she fixed it right away. I'm just staying the night for some rest," Felix said.
"Why are you talking about your skull as if it's a piece of china?" Lily asked. Felix laughed.
"Well I was slightly woozy, I wasn't paying much attention to be honest," he grinned.
"Sorry," Lily said.
"Well as long as you're alright. I am really sorry Felix," Monique said.
"It's fine Malcolm. I don't blame you. I can't expect you to save from every bludger coming my way. I should've seen it myself really! I'm not sure James sees it that way though. I'll make sure he doesn't kick you off the team. Don't worry Mal," Felix grinned.
"Thank you!" Monique grinned.
"How did you get in here?" Madam Pomphrey asked. She looked flustered and was bright red in the face. "He wasn't supposed to have any more visitors today! He's already had the whole of the Gryffindor Quidditch team visit him!" She shooed Monique and Lily out of the Hospital Wing.
"You can see him tomorrow morning if you feel the urgent need to," she said. Madam Pomphrey closed the door and Lily burst out laughing.
"What?" Monique asked.
"Nothing!" Lily giggled.
"Oh, you've just got one of those giggling fits," Monique sighed. "Come on." Monique dragged Lily along the corridors, whilst she still giggled over nothing.
Meanwhile someone was watching them. Kind of stalking them. Because this person (if you could call him that) as sad as he was had nothing better to do than stalk someone because they were more popular than him, got on with his friends and he was threatened. Because this person is an absolute toe-rag, scum-bag!#!#!