A/N: So I just read through the last chapter and I realized... I can no longer spell! Ugh, I feel like such a failure. So sorry for all the mistakes, and I'll try to be better about it. For those of you reading Quidditch Nazi... I am legitly sorry, but I felt like I had to catch up this story. And I did pick a crappy place to leave a cliffhanger. I apologize. Also, sorry that it took so long to update. Reality finally caught up with me.

Thanks to all my reviewers! (LilyLunafan622, TheFredWeasleyMonster, Darke Wispers, , SittingByTheSeaside, and Vizi)

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Chapter 4: Better Not Break My Chasers

After the laughter and scare factor that is George Weasley found me in the locker room, I found myself sitting in the common room, looking at a new play I was perfecting. It all centered around Katie, and I needed to make it memorable. If she did her roll-over-the-broom thing, and shot while she was upside down- No. Hmmm... If she passed it back to me and I hit it with the tail of my broom and she chased after it, scoring downfield- No. Not good enough. How bout-

"Please?" I heard the twins say, cutting off my inner monologue. I stopped what I was doing and listened to their conversation. If the twins were pleading, you knew something funny or illegal would happen.

"But... You're heavier than us." Ange said. I'm guessing they gave her puppy dog eyes, she can't resist them when they do that, because she sighed.

"Fine." I heard her grunt after a second. I turned around, and Fred was riding piggyback on her, George same with Alicia. What are they doing?

"Make sure our feet don't hit anything!" George said, and the girls started to climb the stairs. I stared at them in shock. Of course they would be the ones to find the way around the stairs. They made a very slow journey up the stairs. When they were no longer in sight, you could hear the twins say,

"Come on ladies!"

"Just a couple more steps!" I rolled my eyes. Their poor girlfriends. They'd better not break my chasers.

I sat there for a couple minutes, still thinking about the play, and how to make it work.

"LEANNE!" The twins yelled, and I immediately felt bad for the girl. Getting bombarded with Weasley hugs. *shudder* A couple seconds later, I heard a door open. Looks like they're coming down.

"No!" Katie yelled. I smiled. The boys probably stepped on the stairs. All of a sudden, there was a huge heap of Quidditch players and a fan at the bottom of the stairs. Katie jumped up, laughing, the girlfriends were either slapping or punching their respective twin, and Leanne was glaring daggers at them.

"What are you doing?" Katie asked while giggling. Everyone else looked confused, and I have to admit, I was too.

"That was so fun!" She said, breaking down into laughter. She looked like she was hardly breathing.

"Bell?" I asked, standing up from my chair and taking a couple steps towards her. She turned, and was laughing silently. I gave her the look that I give my brother when he wants to put peanut butter, sugar, and chocolate milk on his froot loops for breakfast.

"You okay?" I asked, not really expecting an answer, as they were all laughing.

"Twins... Fault... Slide... Lunch... Abuse..." She said in chunks. I nodded slowly, like I understood. Even though I didn't really. The slide was the twins fault. I get that much. Lunch and abuse? I don't see how those fit it in there.

"Well, I'm going to run upstairs and go to lunch after that." I said, eyeing the stairs, not quite sure if I should leave them alone in a state like this. Katie half waved, and I went up the stairs two at a time. I put my playbook on my bed, and ran downstairs. The group was no longer in the common room, so I assumed they headed downstairs.

After making it to the Great Hall, I looked at the Gryffindor table, and saw no one I really wanted to talk to. So, I just sat down at the seat closest to the doors. Katie usually sits here... I heard some people walk in the door behind me. They stopped, and were probably looking for a place to sit. I was surprised though when Katie sat down across from me. Fred sat next to me, and Angelina next to him. Leanne sat next to Katie, then Alicia, then George. Fred and Katie were staring at each other, looking like they were having a conversation. Katie never does that with me...

"So Bell, I expect Weasley took you to the Hospital Wing?" I asked. I really hope he did. I will murder him if he didn't.

"Aye aye Capitae! You know, I do occasionally do what you tell me to." Fred said, glaring at me. I raised my eyebrows, challenging him to prove his statement. He looked down and started eating. That's what I thought, you ginger.

"Wait, Hospital Wing? What happened?" Leanne asked in a worried voice. I rolled my eyes with a smile. She's sort of like a mum, how she worries about us.

"Well, we were doing extreme bludger dodging at practice-" I started to say. Leanne groaned, interupting me.

"Again, Oliver?" She asked. I knew she was thinking of last time, how I ended up unconscious over seventy five feet in the air. I just ignored her. No need to bring up bad times.

"And Weasley here decided to hit one at Bell. She avoided it by rolling over her broom, and it was epically amazing." I glanced at Katie, and she smiled with wide eyes.

"But at the exact same moment, the other Weasley decided to hit the other bludger at her as well." Leanne gasped when I said this, and the others were looking at me intently, urging me to go on. Kindergarten story time, much?

"Well she looked like she was slightly disoriented and didn't have enough time to react." I continued and the others winced.

"Except to turn and take the it to the shoulder instead of the head. A very brave move, saying it could have cost her that arm. She's one tough girl! She didn't even scream." I said, smiling at her. I really am lucky to have such a tough chaser. She looked at Fred, and they had another one of those really annoying silent conversations.

"Um... Wood?" Fred asked. Maybe I'll actually get to know what they were 'talking' about.

"Yeah?" I asked, trying not to look hopeful. He glanced at Katie again.

"Katie has something she wants to tell you!" He said really fast. Katie looked about ready to kill him. She's so adorable! Wait- What?

"Well what is it then?" I asked. She sighed. Oh no, this isn't going to be good.

"Um, well when we went to the Hospital Wing... You see, my injury was pretty bad." She said. I nodded slowly. I knew it was going to be bad. For a second there she looked like she was terrified.

"How bad?" I asked.

"Well..." She trailed off.

"How bad, Bell?" I asked. She started to stand up, and I grabbed her arm. You're not getting out of this, girl. She sighed, and sat down.

"Shattered scapula, major bruising... Two broken rib bones." She said in a rush. I stared at her.

"What are you going on about? That's not that bad! It's not like you're going to die." I said resonably.

"She still might." Fred muttered.

"What?" I asked turning to him.

"Nothing!" He said quicky, drinking his pumkin juice. Coward. I heard what you said.

"So it's better now, and you can still come to the pick up game tonight." I said brightly. Yesterday after practice, I had posted an announcement on the bulletin board in the common room, and Joeseph Branchall had said he'd put a team together.

"Pick up game?" Katie asked.

"Yeah, got a bunch of Gryffindors together, we're gonna play a couple games. The actual team against the others." I said. The team was smiling and nodding, and Leanne rolled her eyes. Katie sat there, not showing any emotion. Wonder what's wrong with her?

"We're going to meet tonight beforehand to discuss strategies. Okay? In the locker rooms at 6:00." I said, standing up and heading towards the door.

I had only six hours until the game. I had to go over plays, and get my equipment ready. I had so little time and so much to do!

To the locker rooms it is.