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Prompt 24 – Sudden
The world stopped today.
At least as far as Pansy was concerned.
Gasps perforated the silence surrounding the pitch as everyone watched in horror as Ron Weasley fell from his broom in the Quidditch match against Ravenclaw.
Pansy took off from the stands, her mind empty. Her overwhelming urge to reach Ron took over her instincts. She had already run down two flights of stairs before she heard footsteps clamoring behind her.
"Pansy. Wait!"
"Pansy!" She heard another voice yell her name but she didn't stop.
Then a third. A fourth. A fifth.
Then she lost count.
Finally she reached the ground. Turning, she ran out onto the field towards where Ron had fallen; and the other Quidditch players stood. The students in the stands watching in morbid fascination.
She heard her name again but she kept running.
Potter was running towards her with Ginny on his heels.
Pansy didn't get any further once Potter was close enough to touch.
He grabbed her. Wrapping his arms around her body. Holding her.
She screamed. She yelled. She drummed her fists against his chest.
Screaming at him to let her go. Yelling at him to let her go to Ron. Each word punctuated by a thud to his chest.
But he still held on.
As she fought. Kicked. Screamed. Trying to get away from Potter. Trying to get to Ron.
Her heart stopped as she saw Ron's limp body.
Her words caught in her throat as she saw Ron placed on a stretcher.
Her eyes watered when she realized he wasn't moving.
She screamed as she saw the stretcher levitated. Before collapsing against Harry sobbing.
Unable to articulate anything, even if she wanted to.
Unable to believe that her world could fall apart so suddenly.
Before everything started to close in. Just before it went black.