The Slytherin in Yaribelle took over, and she flew away from the injured players, zooming after the Snitch. Harry looked hesitant for a moment, gritted his teeth, and flew after Yaribelle, trying to knock her off of her broom. Madame Hooch looked furious, glaring at the two seekers as they sped off into the distance. "I called time!" She fumed, blowing her whistle. It was no use. Yaribelle was determind to win this, with or without her team. "Oh, Mr. Weasley, I think it'd be best if you went back to your seat. You aren't needed here." Madame Hooch nodded at Fred, who shook his head furiously.
"Not bloody likely." He muttered, not moving from his place beside Lily. Madame Hooch rolled her eyes, placing her hands on her hips.
Valentina instantly held her breath. There was so much blood, it was unbelievable. She was, afterall, half vampire. She wasn't allowed to feed off of the students at Hogwarts, for obvious reasons. There were only few people who knew; McGonagall, Dumbledore, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Alicia, and some outsiders. A second later, it had become to much. She had to inhale for breath, and the smell of blood filled her nose. Her eyes began to shimmer, and slowley she started to inch towards Hugo. Alicia saw this, and with all the strength she had, shoved Valentina back as hard as she could; sending her flying into a wooden post. "Sorry, Val..." Alicia apologized, cringing.
"This is what a real game should be like." Liam smirked, chuckling darkly. Stellan looked at him, wondering it he should laugh with him, or reprimend him.
"Dude, Rebecca's hurt. Not everythings a joke." Stellan grimaced, giving the older boy a glare. Raven laughed as the two bickered, and Alex said nothing. "Hey, you ok, Alex?" Stellan asked, noticing Alex's more pained than usually expression. As usually, he said nothing. In his mind, he felt all the pain that the players had when they had been knocked down. He felt Lily's back pain, Hugo and Jeslyn's blood, and Rebecca's shattered shoulder. Yet he just sat there, taking it all as if he deserved it.
"I think Yaribelle's on the tail of the snitch!" Liam grinned widely, squinting his eyes so he could see in the distance. Yaribelle was in fact right behind the snitch, with Harry at her side, each of them trying to push the other to the gound. "That's my girl..." He whispered to himself, smiling.
"Crap, I hope they're ok." Hayden fussed, looking over the tops of others heads to get a good look at the injured players. "Well...McNeill go to hell, but I hope the others are ok." She shrugged. "And Luna, I hope you know, Raven's got quite a thing for you." She added, looking at her pale blonde friend, who almost blushed. "Please, don't act as if you didn't know. He flirts with you non-stop." She chuckled, looking over to the group of boys a couple of bleachers over. "See, he's staring at you." She pointed out. As soon as Luna looked, Raven turned his head away, blushing slightly.
"That's cute." Crystal smiled. "Kinda reminds me of how my parents met..." She mused, her eyes getting cloudy with memories. "Mom was sitting in the bleachers, and dad was playing in the match. Every few minutes or so, they would keep looking at each other. He was quite the charmer. Until he got hit with a bludger...he broke his leg. They were quite the couple." She gave herself a small smile, and willed herself not to cry.
"Not to be intruding or anything...but how'd your parents die?" Hayden asked, looking at the twelve year old curiously. Arya sent Hayden a look, glaring at her. "Sorry, sorry..." Hayden apologized, putting her hands up.
"No! Ow..." Rebecca growled, pushing away hands that were trying to help her up. Her shoulder felt as though it might fall off at any moment, and the back of her head seemed as though it had been pounded through forty times. Again, someone tried to pull her up, and this time, she managed to get to her feet. Just as she stood up, she had thrown up on a pair of shiny black shoes. She looked up, and saw Draco Malfoy standing in front of her, looking as if he might be sick. "Draco..." She mumbled, before falling to the ground and passing out.
Hugo had stopped bleeding, but Jeslyn lay beside him, coughing and sneezing out blood. She had a large bruise on the side of her neck, and a broken finger.
"Alert the parents of these children!" Professor McGongall ordered, rushing down from the Staff bleachers. She glanced a look at Jeslyn, and secretly made a note to herself to contact Sirius, instead of the Malfoys, who were Jeslyns currently family, since Sirius was in Azkaban. Taking out her wand, and muttering a silent spell, the four children had disappeared, and ended up in the Hostpital Wing. "A shame we can't contact anyone for Ms. Flynn." She added. Lily seemed to be the one that was most hurt.
Arya felt a tickle at the back of her throat, and cuatiously decided it would be ok to cough. As soon as she did, a small drop of blood landed in her hand, and took out a napkin, wiping it away. But as soon as she started coughing, she couldn't stop. She inhaled, and the air had increased her need. Soon enough, she was coughing like mad, and blood had begun to flow from her mouth. She should've never come to the game.
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