Seraphina Blakewood and Draco Malfoy were never on the best of terms... until third year when he suddenly changes his attitude towards her. His change of heart throws her off, and she's unsure whether she should welcome it or not. Dark truths and de...
"And there goes Miles!" Fred yelled as the keeper landed on the ground with a loud thump.
The medics scrambled onto the field and took him away in a stretcher.
"Oh, crap. Look." George pointed, and everyone saw Lagora's catchers make another goal.
"Bloody hell," Fred muttered. "You gotta do something, Oliver! Go out there!"
"I can't," Oliver said through gritted teeth, and his expression was pained and frustrated. "It's Herbert's turn."
"Come on! Do something, you gits!" Fred yelled.
"He's not going, Oliver! You go!" George said.
Oliver shook his head. "Maybe the Ravenclaws will go next."
"The entire team is sitting down! They're not going anywhere!" Fred complained.
Just then, Seraphina saw a flash of green, and she looked down at her tribulant. It was glowing, which meant... Draco was in danger. Her eyes widened with fear and alarm, and she searched the field for him. She saw him near the hoops, and her heart lurched in her chest when she saw what was coming for him.
Damn the order. It was just a plan anyways. I won't be breaking any rules, and I actually don't care if I do.
Seraphina snatched her broom, hopped on, and raced out.
"SERAPHINA!" Oliver hollered, but it was too late.
Jordan Lee excitedly announced her arrival on the field. He peeked at Professor Mcgonagall who looked visibly relaxed. She nodded, and Jordan Lee grinned. Instead of aiming for the quaffle, Seraphina flew right towards the Slytherin Beater.
She grabbed his bat and whipped towards Draco. He didn't even know she was there, and when he spun around, she was right in front of him. She gritted her teeth and slammed the bludger out of the way. It rammed right into Lagora's beater, and he went sailing into the posts.
Seraphina looked back at Draco, and he stared at her in shock. They both dropped their gazes to the tribulant hanging around her neck. The green glow died down, and they both exhaled in relief.
"What the hell are you doing here? It's Hufflepuff's turn."
"Call me a rebel," Seraphina snorted before facing the beaters and snapping, "Do your fucking job right or get off the field!" They stared at her in stunned silence, and she threw the bat back to its owner.
"Adrian!" Seraphina yelled.
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The Chaser looked around him before pointing to himself.
