I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

Chapter 23: Broken Bones

"Alright everyone gather round. Now as we saw last year, the Slytherin team is not afraid to play dirty." Oliver started as we all grabbed our brooms and gathered in a group, "No matter what tricks they pull, make sure we continue to play fairly, I don't want anyone being suspended from the team. And I especially don't want any injuries."

"Yes boss," George said with a grin on his face.

"Right, let's go and win this game."

All of us walked out and kicked off into the air, let the game begin.

《☆•●•♡ time skip ♡•●•☆》

"Another goal for Slytherin. They lead Gryffindor ninety to thirty." Lee shouted down the mic.

"Harry! You need to catch the snitch, it's the only way we will win." I shouted to my brother who was almost hit by a rogue bludger.

"Watch yourself Harry!" I heard Oliver shout, the bludger circling back and kicking him off his now broken broom.

As I was about to go after Oliver, Marcus came right up beside me, trying to push me off my broom. He was unsuccessful in doing so however, Angelina coming past very hard and making him spiral out of control.

I took the opportunity to grab the Quaffle and I rode straight up to the unguarded Slytherin hoops and scored a goal. I threw the Quaffle to Angie who was open and moved to a new space to try and score another goal when Draco and his broom came flying out of the stands and smashing against the floor.

I couldn't help but laugh at him, doubled over and lying on the ground. My gaze trailed up to the seating area and found Lucius who was clearly dissatisfied with Draco. As if he sensed I was looking, he glared straight at me, probably condemning me for laughing at his precious son.

I just smirked and extended my middle finger in courteous manner, before flying off to continue the game. That was until the other bludger went rogue, chasing me in every direction until eventually it hit my left shoulder.

I flew down to the grass and dismounted my broom, pain shooting up and down my arm when all of a sudden it came firing back towards me.

"Finite Incantatem," I heard Hermione shout, the bludger smashing into a few thousand pieces above my head.

"Thanks Hermione." I smiled.

"Come on, Harry caught the snitch but he's hurt pretty bad." She said, grabbing my arm and leading me to my brother.

"You alright Harry?"

"No, my arm. I think it's broken." He said propping himself up.

"Not to worry Harry, I will fix that arm of yours straight away." Lockhart knelt down next to Harry and performed a spell.

As he lifted Harry's arm, it drooped down like jelly, there was no bone in there anymore.

"You draft sod, you got rid of the bone not fixed it!" I spat at Lockhart as Harry was carried away to the hospital wing.

"I beg your pardon," he said, shocked that I dared to speak to him that way.

"You heard her," Ron said before all of us ran to catch up with the rest of the team.