The Dark Lords Daughter 2: Slytherins Heir *completed*

Hallway encounters

For the next few weeks I seemed to constantly be on a broom, learning the techniques of being a chaser, how to weave and duck past speeding opposition. How to avoid being bashed around so much by the bigger, stronger opponents. How to throw the heavy Quaffle through the three hoops, past a keeper. The last was probably the most difficult. Oliver was the the best keeper in school and he was tough on me, pushing me harder for longer each day. Trying to score round him was like trying to fit a whale in a Mini. Impossible. He would constantly be saying.

"Anna, concentrate." or "Relax, move with your broom." and then order another try. It was torture, but with the game fast approaching I needed to be the best I could. Especially against the slippery, cheating Slytherin's. Every morning I would wake ridiculously early and go and do Grace, then head over to the Quidditch pitch. There Oliver would always be waiting, sometimes just him, sometimes with others. Either way, by first lesson I would be utterly exhausted and ready for bed. I began to loose weight and my stomach toned slightly from constantly having to remained balanced on my broom. Harry helped as much as he could, bringing me snacks and things to class due to me missing breakfast...and lunch...and sometimes dinner

    I was entering the Griffindor tower after potions, hoping to catch an hours sleep before another gruelling round of dodging bludgers, when I heard voices coming from the common room.

"You need to be careful, she's going to do herself an injury." I tried to place the voice and wracked my tired brain, but could find a face to fit it.

"I'm trying to make sure that we don't loose." The reply was harsh and guarded and I knew immediately who it was.

"Listen Wood, we're just saying that maybe you should ease back on her. She's only young and if you're not careful she's going to get hurt."

"That's what I'm trying to prevent. The more she trains the less chance I her being hit or falling."

"That's not the hurt we meant. She's going to get ill Oliver! She's doing all that flying and training, but because shes doing the she's skipping meals and hardly sleeping. She's lost weight and she looks exhausted. Harry's been taking her food into class to try and make sure she eats." I gasped, shocked at their discussion, peaking round the corner I saw who it was. Fred, George, Harry, Hermione and Oliver. They all stood or sat around the circle in front of the fire.

"She's been falling behind with her school work, because she's to tired of a night to do it and she's fallen asleep in class." Hermione pitched in. I had but only once and it was in a Herbiology theory lesson. I'd woken to find my book stuck to my face with drool and a disapproving Hermione.

"Yeah and she's hardly hanging round with us anymore. As soon a she's free she's either with you or asleep." Ron added.

"We're worried about her Oliver, we care about her to much to watch her waste away." I felt my breath hitch as Harry stood up and gestures to the group behind him.

"I know you want to beat Slytherin, but is it really worth risking Anna's health?" I glanced to Oliver, to see his face soften and his shoulders sag.

"I know." He sighed. "I knew she was loosing weight, but I didn't realise he was skipping meals or loosing sleep."

"Wood, she's like a little sister to us." The twins said.

"We just want to make sure-" Fred.

"That's she's happy and healthy doing whatever she wants." George. I smiled at their statement. I'd never had a brother, never mind two.

"We're all here because we care about her." Harry chipped in and Oliver's gaze shot up to him.

"She's touch all out lives in some way or another and we don't want to risk loosing her." Loosing me? They were acting as though I was dying, not just lost a bit of weight. Did they not think they were over reacting much. I watched with a heavy heart as Oliver nodded slowly.