CLAIR DE LUNE...

CHAPTER 23

Hey Darlings, don't mind little errors here and there. I had some inspiration at night, I hope that explains things.

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TW: BAD INJURY AND SEIZURE

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'' A successful Women, is one who can build a firm foundation with the bricks, or bludgers, others have thrown at her.''

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The ball came flying through the air, the cold wind whipped Belles hair and made her curl her toes inside her boots as she flew alongside Ginny. Very quickly, may I add. The ball flew up and right into the arms of Blaise Zabini, quite the hunk.

''He's quite fine'' Belle whisper- shouted at Ginny over the screams and cheers of the other pupils. Ginny laughed and rolled her eyes, flying forward and after Zabini whilst Belle winked. ''Go get 'em tiger!'' she teased before flying over just in time to bat away a bludger flying towards Ron, who stood proudly guarding his posts. Ron was doing brilliantly, his confidence was through the roof, as were his skills. Every time a quaffle came towards one of the hoops, Weasley was there within a flash batting it away with any free part of his body. Earning lots of cheers of appreciation.

The whole Slytherin Quidditch team flew together in a group down the right side of the field, Blaise Zabini still holding the ball though. Not for long did that lovely formation stay though, parts of the Lions team crashed and budged their way through, breaking them up and even pushing them off their brooms and onto the cold grassy floor.

Just then Ginny came crashing through and straight into an unknown Slytherin player and grabbing the ball, ''YES GIN!'' Belle shouted, but then the celebrations ended. Ginny was shoved roughly by another player, who gained the quaffle and headed for the hoops, Ginny on his tail. Belle watched for Bludgers, her bat resting at her side, none doing any Gryffindor's harm.

The Slytherin player flew at an alarming speed towards the hoop and launched the quaffle into the air, only to be saved from any points by Ron. Belle cheered and saluted at him before sending Ron a wink and a cheer, Ron was relishing in it.

Ron shot his hand up into a victorious wave and bowed his head while mouthing 'YES! YES!' and encouraging the crowd.

Another quaffle aimed at the hoops, Ron saved it.

Another, saved.

Another saved.

Another, saved.

Soon the audience was going mental, Belle was laughing and smiling and the crowed were chanting. ''WEASLEY! WEASLEY! WEASLEY!'' Belle spotted Hermione and again winked, before turning around to face the field.

Bludger.

Above Ginny's head the biggest bludger of the game was heading straight down, if it hit her head, Ginny could die.

Belle sped forward, some of the Slytherin team turned around to face her but Ginny, the crowd and the rest of her team could not hear her screaming out Ginny's name. Belle still flying at around 100mph caught Malfoys eye as he widened them in shock at the huge bludger.

Belle could not get her bat out in time, Ginny would've been hit, the only thing that could save her was Belles body. It wouldn't kill her, seriously injure? Paralyse? Brain damage? Yes, but that was better than Ginny dying.

Finally, seconds away from Belle, Ginny turned around to Belle, grinning and laughing as she got ready to fly. Belle dived up above Ginny's head, her broom only milimetres away from Ginny and saved the falling Bludger which was coming at an alarming rate towards Ginny. Belle twisted her body so she was basically lying sideways in the air above Ginny, the bludger then got caught in her uniform.