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"No, you'd want to go to the left. Fake them out, then dash right," Alcina said. She and Draco were pouring over an old Slytherin team strategy book as they sit eating breakfast on the patio. Yvette and Lule watched them intently.
"I normally would just grab the broom tail to slow them down," said Draco pretending to reach his arm out. Alcina lightly punched him in the shoulder.
"Blagging! That's a foul! You can't do that!"
"Yes you can. I've done it plenty of times."
Alcina grunted and grabbed the copy of 'Quidditch Through The Ages' sitting in Draco's quidditch bag. She flipped through the thin book and quickly found what she was looking for. She cleared her throat dramatically.
"'Fouls. Blagging. Applies to all players. The act of seizing the opponents broom tail to slow or hinder them…' So there." She made to put the book away but Draco grabbed it, read the passage, and threw it over his shoulder.
"I tend to not follow the rules."
"You know, I 'ave never understood why witches like quidditch so much." It was Yvette, she spoke as she stirred her tea. "It seems rather silly."
"Yes," said Lule. "Why would you want to be beaten up over nothing at all?"
Alcina and Draco just stared at them. Alcina spoke first.
"Like either of you have ever tried to play before."
"No, and I 'ave no intention to," Yvette pulled her sunglasses, resting on her head, over her eyes.
Alcina snickered and nudged Draco in the side. "That's because she nearly failed flying lessons."
Yvette shot forward, her sunglasses slipping down her nose. "Listen 'ere you 'orrid creature. I could fly circles around you."
"Are you challenging me to a quidditch match, Yvette? A two on two perhaps?"
Yvette's face paled. "That's what I thought," Alcina said. She and Draco turned back to his strategy diagrams.
"Alright. Two on two."
"I call Draco," Alcina said. Yvette grabbed Lule by the arm and hauled her up.
"We will need brooms," Lule said sheepishly.
"I think I've got that covered," Draco said.
About twenty minutes into the match of 'the first to 100 points' Alcina had already scored fifty of them leaving almost no chance for Yvette and Lule to catch up. She was a chaser after all and with Draco's sticky keeper fingers he was able to stop all the attempts Yvette and Lule made to score.
It was rather pitiful, Alcina thought, the attempt that the duo was making to try to play quidditch. Lule, though a decent flyer, had the hardest time saving the quaffe when Alcina went to score and catching it when Yvette threw it to her. While Yvette had a better knowledge of the game but had nearly fallen off her broom three times and completely fallen off once. However, Alcina was sure the urge to beat her was keeping Yvette going.
Alcina hurtled down the pitch surrounded by woods toward the goal posts. She could see the panic in the posture of both Lule and Yvette as she gained ground. She set her eyes on the posts and was suddenly pushed sideways by an invisible force. The quaffle fell from her grip and from below she saw Lule make a fumbling catch, but a catch none the less, and head back to the other goal posts Draco was guarding. Yvette followed closely behind her.
Shocked Alcina turned hard and followed them. Draco meanwhile wasn't paying attention to what the girls were doing, perhaps assuming that Alcina would make the goal easily.
Once close enough to the goal posts Lule, with a likeness of giant strength, launched the quaffle through the air. Alcina watched as the too fast ball hurtled towards Draco, who turned just in time for the quaffle to make smashing contact with his nose. He screamed. Not the shout that Alcina would have expected but a truly terrified scream that caused the hair on her arms stand up. Draco slid off the back of his broom and dropped from the sky. Lule and Yvette were frozen on their wooden perches. Alcina dove for him and was only able to wrap an arm around his shoulder to protect his head before he hit the ground.
Draco curled his legs to his chest as Alcina laid him gently against the grass. He looked absolutely pitiful with blood streaming from his nose and tears from his eyes.
"Oh Merlin, Merlin! It hurts so bad!" Draco whined trying to cradle his face and not touch his nose at the same time.
"It's probably not even broken," Alcina said, then Draco turned his head to her and she could see that the straight, angular shape of his nose was now rather crooked. "Nope, that is definitely broken."
Draco's eyes widened and he moaned. "Just make it stop hurting!"
"I can't. I don't know how!" Alcina wiped at the tears rolling down the sides of his face trying not to get anywhere close to his nose. Lule and Yvette were suddenly standing around her. Yvette pushed Alcina aside into the grass and took Draco's face in one hand and had her ash wand in the other.
With out a word she quickly straightened Draco's nose out with her fingers, with much struggle on Draco's part, and touched her wand to his face quickly muttering an incantation. After she had finished Draco stared at her in shock, touched his nose, then more shock.
"It feels that same," he said quietly. Alcina sat in the grass behind the three of them, where Yvette and pushed her, feeling rather defeated. Lule pounced Draco with an exhausting string of apologies that he waved off. "At least Yvette was here to fix me."
Yvette stood and walked over to Alcina while Draco was still inspecting his nose and Lule was still apologizing.
"I may not be very good at Quidditch, Alcina Valcon. But at leest I can take care of people," Yvette spit, looking down her nose at Alcina who dropped her head. Clouds began to roll in like the sky knew when to mimic Alcina's moods. A light rain began to fall from the sky.
"We probably should head back," Draco said standing now. Yvette and Lule went to fetch their brooms where they had landed a ways off. Draco walked over to Alcina and helped her to her feet.
"Al, I-" But Draco couldn't finish. Alcina had already run over to her broom in the grass and was taking off into the sky back towards the manor.
The rain hammered against the windows of Alcina's bedroom. The darkening of the sky hadn't turned out to be connected to Alcina's feelings but rather the threat of a now full out thunderstorm. Alcina tossed and turned between her silky sheets trying to shake her bad mood.
During dinner all Yvette could talk about was how she had heroically fixed Draco's nose with her extensive knowledge of the healing arts. Lucius was absolutely thrilled with her retelling, where she left out Lule's fault in throwing the quaffle in the first place. Narcissa had fussed over Draco, making sure his nose was still perfect, and it was.
The one thing that was stressed, however, was the fact that Alcina had done nothing about it. Yvette had done an eerily accurate rendition of Alcina's nonchalance in regards to Draco's broken nose. Draco sat there in absolute silence. He just stared at his plate of food unless his mother was trying to look at his nose.
In truth Alcina had felt horrible that she couldn't do anything to help Draco while he was basically crying in her arms. She hadn't liked that feeling of helplessness. But on the other hand he hadn't even tried to stop Yvette from mocking her. And now it was keeping her up.
Alcina rolled over once more and found a comfortable spot on the bed. Just as she thought she was going to fall asleep a warm body slid into bed next to her.
"Mind if I stay here, Drakie? The lightening is frightening," the figure said and grabbed hold of Alcina's chin.
Alcina nearly jumped to the ceiling. Then she realized what may have been a murder was actually Lule looking for Draco.
"Sorry, Yager, but I think you have the wrong Drakie," Alcina hissed. Lule fell from the bed in surprise.
"I thought this was Draco's room," she said from the floor.
"Erm, No," Alcina said trying to think fast. "His room is on the first floor, parallel to the patio and adjacent to the kitchen." As the words fell from Alcina's mouth she could tell they made no sense.
"Oh," Lule said, "Narcissa didn't show us his room down there."
"Probably wanted to let him keep his privacy."
"Well thanks for letting me know then." Lule then nervously stalked out of the room to continue her search. Alcina, who had decided that she was no longer going to get any sleep, thought she should let Draco know that the duo may be out for his hide.
Alcina slipped from her bed once she was sure Lule was well on her way to the kitchen. Even in the summer the night air held a chill, Alcina noticed, as she crept across the hall. She knocked on Draco's door lightly. No answer…
She pushed the door open and peeped her head into the dark room and with her eyes adjusted to the darkness she could just make out a lump on the bed. Alcina padded across the plush rug and shook Draco's shoulder lightly.
"Mmmmm," Draco moaned angrily and rolled over.
"Draco, wake up."
Draco turned his head up to her, his eyes barely open.
"Come for a midnight snog, have you?"
"You're lucky I wasn't Lule. She would have jumped on you," Alcina said.
At the comment Draco sat up, looking not so sure about that comment.
"What?" he asked.
"I was just falling asleep when Lule slipped herself into my bed saying things like frightening lightening." Alcina sat down on the bed next to him. Draco let out an airy laugh. "It's not funny she nearly scared the living Merlin out of me."
"Oh don't worry little girl. I'll protect you from the evil step witches."
"Shut up," Alcina said and pushed Draco's shoulder lightly. He smiled. There was a knock on the door.
Both of them froze sitting on Draco's bed and waited.
"Draco," Yvette's voice floated through the thick wood of the door. "Draco? Are you awake?"
"Get under the bed," Alcina said while pushing Draco over the side of his mattress.
"What?" He tried to keep himself from falling on to the rug.
"Just trust me, alright?" Draco looked at Alcina incredulously but slid himself under the bed nonetheless. Alcina tucked herself under the duvet and lay still, pretending to sleep.
Just as Alcina had expected Yvette swung the door to Draco's room open with a single short creak. Alcina listened as Yvette shifted across to the bed and sat near the pillow.
"Oh Draco, the thunderstorm ees frightening me. I can not sleep," Yvette said and placed her hand on top of Alcina's head.
Alcina made an exaggerated move to shake herself awake causing Yvette to jump back.
"What are you doing in my room, Yvette?" Alcina hissed at her. She saw that Yvette's eyes had gone as wide as the moon in the sky.
"W-wwhat are you doing een Draco's room?" Yvette stuttered.
"You mean my room? This is my room. Now please go away so I can go back to sleep." Alcina heard Draco sputtering beneath her and coughed to cover it up.
Yvette stood. "I'm sorry?" was all she said as she left the room. Once the door had clicked behind her Draco appeared next to Alcina.
"Brilliant," he said with a smile on his face.
"Oh I'm not done yet." Alcina winked at him then disapparated. She was back in her own room now for she was sure that Yvette would check there too. Alcina tucked herself into the bed just as the door was pushed open. She heard Yvette creep across the floor just as she had in Draco's room and sit near the pillow. Yvette rested her hand on Alcina's back.
Alcina jerked abruptly and hitched herself into a glowering crouch. She tried to keep a straight face when she saw Yvette's stunned face.
"W-wha, 'ow, where did you come from!" Yvette was standing again.
Alcina stared at her blankly before she spoke. "This is where I sleep, Yvette. Say it with me. Sleeeeeeep."
"I-I theenk I may be hallucinating," Yvette said and walked from the room. Alcina apparated back to Draco's room where she ushered him back under the bed. And sure enough Yvette found her way back there and was even more confused to find Alcina in the bed again. At the end of it Yvette had gone back and forth six times only to find Alcina in every bed she looked in.
When Yvette had finally left Alcina signaled Draco to come out from his hiding spot.
"I thought she'd never stop," he said.
"Yeah, apparating was staring to get me dizzy." Draco laughed at that. They both paused. "Hey Draco."
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry I couldn't help you when your nose was broken. I just panicked then flew off. I feel awful." Alcina looked down at her hands as she fiddled with Draco's duvet.
"What? Al, you were the one who swooped down to rescue me before my brains splattered everywhere. The two of them just sat and stared while my convulsing body plummeted towards the ground."
"You didn't say anything though. To your parents I mean." Alcina looked him in the face now.
"That would have gone over well. 'Yvette may have fixed my nose but Alcina saved me from probably dying.' My father would have thought it a dig at him for putting down Yvette and my mother would have lost it and never let me ride a broom again if she thought my life was in danger."
"So you tried to keep a low profile by letting Yvette drag me through the mud? For what? So you could keep riding your broom?"
"What? Like you wouldn't do anything to keep playing quidditch," Draco spat.
"Not if I was throwing my friends under the Knight Bus, I wouldn't." Alcina shot up, enraged. "As long as you feel all sunshine and unicorns who cares about anyone else, right!" And with that Alcina stormed out leaving Draco with his mouth hanging open. An apology half on his lips.