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CHAPTER 32

The month of November was rather peculiar that year, and it passed within the blink of an eye. I had several nightmares of red and green lights, similar to the one I had at James' house that past summer. I couldn't understand what was happening…but I assumed it was nothing. There were two Quidditch games during the month, the first game was Zoloto vs. The Thestrals, during the second week of November. Though both teams bore a similar rivalry to that of Gryffindor and Slytherin, they were much more cordial, being from different schools. Karl, Sven, Hans and Petro jokes about it often and were incredibly excited to play each other.

However, things took a turn for the interesting two days before the game.

"AUDREY!" Chantal shrieked, coming up the stairs of their dormitory. "AUDREY!"

"What is it, Chantal?" She asked, concerned as she noticed her friend's frightened face.

"Look out the window…" Chantal's eyes were wide. Audrey obeyed, and strode over to the window. In the distance, she could see Zoloto practicing…but Karl's broom began to viciously jerk.

"What the?" Audrey began, her eyes wide.

"It's been doing that for ten minutes…I ran up to get you. First it was just little tiny jerks while he was flying, then all of a sudden it started getting vicious…and now this."

The broom had disappeared, and Karl began to fall.

"NO!" Audrey shrieked, and nearly climbed out the window to summon a rock. Chantal held her back.

"AUDREY YOU CAN'T BE SEEN!"

"IT'S AN EMERGENCY!"

"I KNOW!" Chantal struggled with her friend. "We'll have to run down there."

Audrey bolted from her friend's grip and sprinted downstairs, Chantal followed.

"What was that?" Peter asked Remus.

"Judging by the flashes of blonde and black, I'd say it was Audrey and Chantal running."

"I could barely see them!" Peter mumbled, shaking his head.

Audrey lead Chantal down the stairs and through the main hallways in seconds, through the entrance hall, and onto the grounds. They sped up, noticing all of Karl's team had landed and was standing around him.

"What happened?" Audrey asked, almost out of breath as she approached them.

"Someone fucked with his broom." Dmitri spat angrily.

"Who do you think it was?" Audrey breathed, kneeling over Karl with Sven.

He had taken an awful fall, and no one had gotten to him in time which made me nervous.

"It could be anyone." Dmitri shook his head. "Our best Keeper! Now we have to use the reserve…and he's not nearly as good."

"Don't be cruel, Dmitri." said Sven, checking for Karl's pulse.

I could just faintly hear his heart beat, which relieved me and scared me all at once…

"It's not cruel if it's the truth." Dmitri said. "I sent Mischa up to get your hospital nurse."

Audrey nodded, Chantal looked confused and Sven explained quickly and quietly was had just happened. Madame Pomfrey came shooting out of the school moments later with Durmstrang's headmaster and Zoloto's head of house.

Everything was a blur and Madam Pomfrey had Karl on a stretcher and was quickly moving up to the hospital wing. His team followed slowly, Sven and Chantal had to hold Audrey back so she would calm down a bit. When they arrived in the entrance hall, a black haired boy came out from a side door.

"What happened?" asked a boy from Durmstrang that Audrey didn't know.

"Karl's injured." Dmitri said to the boy, judging by the look he gave him, he didn't like him.

Without any other words they all made their way up to the hospital wing. Dmitri was cursing under his breath the whole way. When they arrived in the wing, there were tons of adults there. Madam Pomfrey, Durmstrangs Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Zoloto's Head of House, and another Durmstrang professor Audrey couldn't identify.

"We need to call in a Healer from St. Mungo's. It was a bad fall." Poppy tutted.

If you had to call a Healer from St. Mungo's to Hogwarts, you knew it was really bad.

"Not now." Albus said, noticing the team, Audrey, and Chantal. "You all can come back to visit in a few hours. We need to make sure Mr. Gregorovitch is stable. And I need to get in touch with Grigori…"

Reluctantly, the group made their way out of the hospital wing.

"I'm going to go back to the common room." Audrey said, in a slightly dead voice.

"I've got to go find our reserve." Dmitri grunted, setting off in another direction. The rest of the team dispersed.

It was midday on a Sunday and the Gryffindor common room was deserted, save for the Marauders, Marlene, Lily, and Sarah (who they had somehow managed to sneak in.)

As always, the boys and girls were off in separate groups, Remus rotated between the two. After all, he was Switzerland.

Audrey walked in, not saying a word.

"Wotcher." said James, she didn't hear him. Her head was spinning.

"WOTCHER, Russia." James called again. She turned quickly.

"What's wrong?" Peter asked, as the boys read her face.

Audrey inhaled a shaky breath. "Karl's hurt…badly…"

"Git deserves it." Sirius mumbled, barely audible, but Audrey had heard it.

I really need to watch what I say.

Audrey's expression changed from distraught worry, to realization, to rage.

"You." She hissed in a low voice. Sirius shot her a questioning look.

"Sirius Black, I cannot fucking believe you." Audrey snarled, annoyed. "Look, I get it, you hate Karl but this…this is just completely unforgivable. What has he ever done to you? Nothing."

Audrey felt like she was about to explode, grabbed her rucksack, turned on her heel and stormed from the common room. She needed to go to the library.

"So…what the bloody hell just happened?" Sirius asked, looking around, very confused.

"Karl's broom was tampered with at his Quidditch practice." said Maksim, a fifth year and friend coming into the common room. "It started violently shaking, and it was trying to buck him off. Then it disappeared and he fell from quite a height…he could have died."

Lily and Marlene, assuming the same that their friend did, slammed their books shut and left the common room. Sarah followed.

"Sarah…what are you doing here?" asked Maksim, perplexed.

"I…uh…converted to the first church of Godric Gryffindor!" She shouted as she ran past them all. James laughed.

"Gotta love our Puffer."

"Anyway…" Maksim said, getting back on topic. "His leg's are definitely broken, there was this awful cracking noise when he hit the ground."

Everyone winced.

"Sirius…did you really?" Maksim asked, calm and neutral.

"NO!" Sirius exclaimed. "Who do you think I am? My father? I don't like him, but I wouldn't do something so crazy as nearly killing him!"

It was probably one of the worst feelings in the world, for once I hadn't done something and I was blamed for it.

"Alright, alright." Maksim said, trying to calm a frantic Sirius down. "I believe you…and I'm sure everyone else does too."

The other boys nodded, and Sirius hit his head on his Potions textbook.

"I'm sure they'll come around…" Peter suggested.

"Eventually." James added.

Audrey made her way into the library, which was pretty empty except for a few Ravenclaws. She sat down at an unoccupied table and forced her charms book open.

She stared at it, without reading.

"Having trouble concentrating?" said a gruff voice.

Audrey looked up to find the boy that had talked to Dmitri briefly in the entrance hall, he was a seventh year.

"Da…" Audrey said quietly.

"May I sit?" He asked.

Audrey shrugged, she couldn't really deny him a seat. It wasn't as if she were saving any of the chairs at the table for anyone.

"My name is Igor." He said, brushing his lips against her knuckles.

"Audrey." She replied, taking her hand away from his quickly.

"Your Russian is quite good for someone English…" He said, curious.

"My father is from Russia." Audrey replied, a little creeped out by the way he was looking at her.

"That's lovely…not many girls around here understand us." He replied, gesturing to the Durmstrang shirt he wore. His hand was resting on her knee.

"It's understandable, they're not really exposed much to eastern Europe." Audrey replied, spotting Severus out of the corner of her eye. 'Thank Merlin' she thought to herself.

"I must go…my friend that I'm meeting is here. We're going to head to one of our professors for something." Audrey said quickly. "It was nice meeting you!" She added.

She grabbed her books quickly, walked over to Severus, gave him a look and the two left the library. A safe distance away, Audrey made sure no one was around in the hallway and pulled him into a classroom.

"What was that all about?" Severus asked.

"There was a boy from Durmstrang being creepy and I didn't want to be in the library any longer." She breathed.

"How old was he?" Severus asked, furrowing his brow.

"He looks like a 7th year…he was just…ew…" Audrey shook her head. "I'll point him out to you when we pass the library again."

Severus nodded, and the two snuck out of the classroom. As they walked past the library, Audrey kept her head low and whispered from the side of her mouth.

"That's him, in the grey shirt."

Severus winced as they walked by.

"That's Igor Karkaroff." He said in a hushed tone. "He's the captain of Fioletovyi…their whole house is staying in the Slytherin dungeons."

Severus looked disgusted and annoyed by this.

"Sven told me they're the worst sort." Audrey crinkled her nose, remembering Sven's letters over the last few years about the Fioletovyi. Their head of house was the Dark Arts teacher there, just the Dark Arts. They had a separate defense course.

Of course, Albus Dumbledore wouldn't have Mstislav Kremer teaching any of the students anything so horrid.

As first years, Durmstrang students would be test dummies for all sorts of cruel things. Sven came home after his first summer there with some wicked burns, upperclassmen were always told or forced to practice on the young. Both Karl, Sven, (and every other guy in Zoloto,) hated it, and refused. Professor Kremer, as well as the Durmstrang Headmaster, claimed that it "built character."

"They are." Severus agreed. "I've seen them in action, everyone else in my house thinks they're so great. Pure bloods…" He scoffed. "Come on, let's go see how Karl's doing."

Audrey nodded.

When they arrived at the Hospital Wing, the bed where Karl lay was still crowded. Hans, Sven, and Petro sat at one side, Karl's grandfather on the other. There were two Mediwizards, and Audrey's stomach dropped.

"Mr. Gregorovitch." Audrey breathed, as Grigori got up and gave Audrey a quick hug. "How is he?"

"They said he'll be fine…he's got to grow back one hundred and twelve bones. He took a nasty hit to the head, but when he woke briefly they did a few tests. He remembers everything except for what happened before the fall." Grigori said quietly.

Audrey let out a shaky breath.

"I was so scared when Albus fire called me." He whispered, sitting back down in the chair beside his grandson. He moved a bit of hair out of Karl's face. "I don't know what I would do if I lost him…" A few tears escaped him.

Audrey, Sven, Petro, and Hans were kicked out of the wing after two hours. By then, it was night fall and they had just made it in time for the end of dinner. They ate quickly and in silence, none of the Gryffindors, or the girls from Beauxbatons bothered them. They understood that this was a bad time.

They were silent all the way up to the common room. Sven had retreated to the dorms early, muttering something about needing more sleep. Hans and Petro stalked off to a corner of the common room, they sat quietly, studying for once.

"How is he, Audrey?" James asked, biting his lip.

"He's alright…" Audrey replied, sitting down on the couch between Remus and Peter. "He's alive…"

Sirius felt an instant pang of guilt, sure he hadn't done it. But the fact that she though he had, and that Karl was seriously hurt made it all so much worse.

"What's the diagnosis?" asked Remus.

"He has to regrow one hundred and twelve bones…they said it'll take nearly a month for him to recover. And he hit his head pretty bad and has been in and out of consciousness."

Remus gave her a consoling pat on the back. Sirius looked at the floor.

"His grandfather was there…" Audrey said, tears filling her eyes. "He was so upset, he thought Karl had died."

I felt like my heart was being repeatedly stabbed, there were far too many feelings that were surrounding me. Longing, guilt, sadness, anger, and jealousy.

"That's awful…" Sirius murmured.

"Wow, Sirius." Audrey said venomously. "How nice of you to say." She was very sarcastic, and looked as though she was about to explode.

"Audrey, Sirius has an alibi." James said calmly, noticing their friend looked like she was about to cause a nearby wall to collapse.

"And he's not nearly smart enough to be able to make a broom dissapear…or even bewitch a broom at all." added Remus.

"Moony!" Sirius whined.

"It's true." Remus said, giving him a look that said 'I'm saving your ass, shut it.'

Audrey tried to steady her breathing, she looked at the boys.

"I'm listening…" She said, exhaling.

"Sirius was with Peter and I, studying." said Remus.

Audrey snorted.

"What? I'm an intellectual." said Sirius, puffing out his chest.

"I hardly believe that." Audrey replied, half joking, half serious. "But because Remus says it, and Peter is backing it up…I apologize for accusing you, Sirius. I should have known better that you're not a complete jerk."

"Just a half jerk." Sirius grinned.

At the time, I figured I'd take whatever I can get. But yes, I still didn't like Karl…I was quite the jealous bloke.

Audrey, Sven, Chantal, Hans, Petro, and Severus visited Karl every day, he was slowly recovering. Audrey had come in to keep him company and help him eat. Sven came in to entertain him with Chantal, usually telling him about the odd things that happened at Quidditch practice. Hans and Petro helped him catch up on all the work he missed, most teachers figured that it'd be best to give him essays and textbook assignments. When her cousins weren't around and had Quidditch practice, Audrey helped.

On the last weekend in November, the girls had finally picked out their dresses for the ball.

"It's still only a month away." Chantal whined.

"Less than a month." Lily corrected.

"It's still a long time, Lils." Marlene said, Audrey agreed laughing.