"Are you sure you want to play Amera?"

"For the last time Harry, I'm fine."

"You still haven't told me what you and Dumbledore spoke about…"

"Later Harry, let's just get in with the game and after we win I'll tell you."

"And if we don't win?" Harry joked.

"No chance of that. They're just slimy Slytherins." Amera smiled.

They heard a whistle out on the pitch, and they walked out of the team room. They stood face to face with the Slytherins, Draco face to face with Harry. Amera slanted her eyes at Draco, and he slanted them right back. Amera shook her head, he was so ignorant.

"Clean match, understood?" Madam Hooch said, standing between the seekers. Harry nodded, but Draco was unmoving.

"On your brooms!" Madam Hooch called and they mounted their brooms and hovered above the field. She opened the trunk with the Quidditch gear and the two bludgers and snitch went flying in different directions. She picked up the quaffle, blew the whistle and threw it into the air. Ginny grabbed it first and immediately headed to the goal posts, Tashia and Amera following closely behind. Ginny tossed it to Amera, and Amera whacked it through the middle post. The Gryffindor crowd cheered, and Slytherin didn't take it too likely. Their keeper threw it into deep field, making sure only Slytherin got their hands on it. Ginny and Amera took the high field and Tashia went below. Ginny snatched it threw a mid-throw and dropped it below to Tashia. Tashia passed around and over the teams and dropped it back down to Ginny. Ginny threw it towards the hoops, but it was hit back in her direction. A Slytherin chaser got it and threw it towards Ron, but he blocked it with his head.

"Good way to use your head Ron!" Harry shouted at Ron, and Ron smiled.

Amera smiled and got back behind Ginny. Ginny dodged a bludger, and instead it went flying backwards towards Amera, who rolled over on her broom and the bludger hit the other Slytherin Beater.

Forty minutes in, and Slytherin was tied with Gryffindor, twenty each. The beaters were getting nasty, hitting bludgers more at Amera than the other chasers. She still dodged them, but it was affecting her possession of the quaffle.

"Keep in the game Amera!" Ginny shouted at her.

"I'm trying!" She shouted back.

Harry was darting overhead, and then disappeared over the stadium. Amera headed for the quaffle, heard commentary from above and saw a bludger heading her way. She ducked just in time, the bludger came so close to her back it ripped her robes, but Amera didn't notice it.

"Tashia!" Amera shouted. As Tashia looked up, the bludger hit her in her ribs and knocked her clear off her broom, sending her to the ground. The whistle blew, signalling that Gryffindor had got the snitch and won. But Tashia was falling, and was fifty foot from the ground. Amera cringed, but Tashia stopped in mid air, and gently floated to the ground, where Madam Pomfrey was awaiting. Amera sighed, thanking her lucky stars for her new gift. The crowd was cheering, and making sounds of relief when Tashia was safe. Amera landed, and ran to Tashia.

"Tash! Tash! Are you ok?"

Amera crouched over her, and saw the five or so broken ribs being repaired. Each time one healed, it made a sickly cracking sound.

"I'm fine." She winced.

"You're the worst liar in the world." Amera laughed. She was so close to crying, she was hardly paying attention to the deathly silence that befell the crowd and the Quidditch teams.

"Hey, Amera…" Harry's voice said to her softly. She felt an icy cold hand on her bare back, and all of a sudden the world slowed down. She realised her mark was still probably on her back, now open to the crowd. She stood up and looked at Harry. Harry had a world of understanding in his eyes, and so did Hermione, Ron, Ginny…. Her eyes fell across the Slytherins, most of them emotionless, except Draco. His eyes were wide and shocked, his skin sickly white. The stadium started filling with whispers, and soon shouting ensued. Dumbledore walked into the stadium, fixed Amera's robes in a flash, and told the crowd to calm down. He sent them all on their way after Tashia's ribs were fixed, with Gryffindors singing Ron's praises for his 8 out of 10 saves. Ron was crowd surfing up ahead, while Ginny, Hermione, Harry, Tashia and Amera were hanging back. Hermione and Ginny were silent, while Harry was asking questions.

"Is this what you and Dumbledore spoke about yesterday? All this time…"

"Come on Harry, later. We promise we'll explain." Tashia said.

Harry nodded and listened to Gryffindor house singing Weasley Is Our King.