Today was the first game. You should have seen the look on Potter's face when he saw that I was on the team. Devious.

Someone snapped in my face. "Hello? Are you listening to me, Sister?" I forgot about the ugly brute standing in front of me.

"I am listening. I will make sure Potter pees his pants. I will rain hellfire on him," I said with a devious smile. Everybody cheered.

We started going out to the field when I heard my name being called. Turning around I saw that it was Potter from the entrance.

"What?" I snapped. He looked startled and dumbfounded. "Snap out of it. What do you want?"

"Uh-huh. Um, I was, uh, wondering about this whole Quidditch thing was real. And, uh, apparently it is," He managed to say before he turned red.

"That I am on the team?" He shook his head. "Well then. I will beat you out on the field. Be prepared," I smiled darkly. 

"FLINT JR!" I heard someone yell.

"Coming!" I yelled back and started running towards the voices. The team has to call me Flint Jr. because of the older Flint.

"Okay, does everyone remember their plays and their whatever you want to call them?" Flint Sr. asked in a professional voice. We all call our own plays whatever we want to call them. "Play well, cheat, and make sure (Y/N) does not get hurt."

"I'm not a snowflake," I mumbled.

TIME SPAN: Not by a lot I am just lazy 😭

We were out on the field when I caught sight of the snitch. Potter is too busy goo-goo eyeing me. I raced after the snitch. The score is 50-30 with, of course, Slytherin in the lead. 

I felt something fly past my head. Urgh. It was a bludger. Thank god someone hit it away. My feet were touching the ground as I was flying low.

Potter finally caught sight of the snitch, even though he was looking at me still. I raced towards the snitch and had my hand around when something hit me. I fell to the ground with a searing pain going on. 

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! How could you do this Potter!" Someone seethed.

"She caught the snitch! Looks like Slytherin won," I heard Jordan say before I blacked out.

"She hasn't woken up in nearly one month now. Potter has been getting in trouble. What else can we put on our plates?" I heard what I assume is  Dumbledore.

Opening my eyes, I saw that I was in the infirmary. "H-hello," I said weakly.

"(Y/N)! You are awake. Welcome back," Dumbledore greeted me. 

"W-where is my brother?" I questioned.

"We will go get him now. Filch, would you please go and get Marcus Flint, Fourth Year," Dumbledore said politely. 

There was a couple of minutes that were spent in silence. I decided I didn't like the quiet. "Dumbledore, sir, if you don't mind me asking. What happened?"

He cleared his throat. "Harry Potter crashed into to you at 100 miles per hour and landed on top of you. You suffered the worse. At first, you wouldn't respond to the treatment and then a couple of days ago your body started to," He explained. "And Mr. Malfoy has been here after classes," He adds with a wink.

The door opened just then. "(Y/N)! You are awake!" Marcus cried. "You-you never opened your eyes. I-I thought I lost you. Don't ever do that again." 

Pansy, Blaise, Theo, Draco, and Potter walked in just then. "(Y/N)!" They said in unison. Potter rushed over.

"I-I am s-so sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I-I was just looking at then I caught sight of the snitch. I dove for it and without realizing how fast I was going. I-I am just so s-sorry," He stammered.

"Get out," I said coldly, putting as much acid as I can.

"Looks like Flint couldn't take a hit," Draco commented. Both me and Marcus looked at him which made him shrink.

"Actually Mr. Malfoy, (Y/N)'s body wasn't reacting to the treatment because there was strong magic running through her veins. So if you would please keep that in mind," Dumbledore explained. "Then when you take a hit and you respond to the potion just like that," He snapped his fingers, "then you will know you are not that powerful."

I snickered, "You just got told."

 "Shut up," He managed to spit out before turning on his heels and walking out of the room. 

"(Y/N)! I can't believe you are alright. I thought you were ever going to wake up," Pansy said. 

"What did it feel like?" Blaise questioned.

"I-I was stuck in my memories. I thought of Father and Elise," I answered ashamed. I watched Marcus go a shade of red showing his anger and sadness. Elise had been the one girl in our lives, besides Mama and Abuelita, who was there. She was Father's affair. 

"(Y/N), maybe you shouldn't talk about it," Marcus said, his voice breaking. I got up out of the hospital bed.

"Yeah. Maybe it is for the best," I cringed as I remembered the night of my 5th birthday. Father smacked me because I talked about what Mama would say if she found out about Elise. Elise came in shortly after. Mama was away on a trip to Cuba. Father took advantage. 

"(Y/N)! What did I tell you!" Father yelled. I saw a girl with blond hair cowering in the corner of the bedroom. That is not Mami. 

"Papa, I only wanted permission to comer chocolate en la sala de estar," I didn't know very much English because I spent 4 1/2 years in Cuba.

"What? I told you not to speak Spanish to me," He yelled to me.

"Chocolate. In sala de estar?" I asked once more.

"She means to eat chocolate in the Livingroom," The woman spoke for the first time.

I suddenly felt a sting in my cheek. I started crying. "You are not to be in my bedroom. Or eat chocolate in the living room," He said enraged. The woman gasped at what she has just seen.

I ran out of the room and to Marcus' room. "What's wrong, (Y/N)?" He questioned when I burst into his room, crying.

"P-papa just hit me. And he is with a woman that isn't Mami," I cried into his shoulder.

We sat there, him comforting me. Just then the woman walked into the room. 

"Get out!" Marcus yelled. 

"I'm Elise Ramirez. I-I had no idea he had a wife. He told me that he was single. No kids. Then she burst in. I-I'm so so sorry," She said and disappeared. 

I snapped out of my trance-like state. 

"What was the dream about?" Theo questioned. I noticed Draco, Marcus, and Dumbledore are gone. 

"My Mami and Papa got married. Mama was afraid of Papa and so then she moved to Cuba and birthed me there. I spent 4 1/2 years there and didn't know how to speak English. Papa didn't like that. He made us come back to Europe and be with him," I said with a tear in my eyes. "It was my 5th compleanos. Birthday. Mami was in Cuba to get my present so we could celebrate the next day. Papa had someone over and I didn't know. Elise Ramirez was her name. Blond woman. Papa slapped me that day and Marcus was the only one there." 

"(Y/N), I'm so sorry," Pansy was saying but I had already run out of the room. The last words of Papa ring through my head. Te Quiero, Mija. Por siempre y para simpre.

I love you, Daughter. Forever and Always.

Liar.

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(A/N): I would really love feedback. I've been having writer's block because of....... Also, any new words I should try? 

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