Mischief Managed

6

It's been 2 weeks since Dumbledore asked me if I wanted to change houses and I'm starting to get very excited for Christmas break soon. I haven't heard anything back from Brian but about a week ago Aunt Liza sent me a letter saying her and Uncle Tim were taking a vacation this Christmas and would send presents from wherever they were going. So I was getting to spend Christmas with the Weasleys. Molly and Arthur said they would have Frye with them when we met at the train station. Oliver was right about Potter being a secret weapon. They beat us within 5 minutes of the game. Looks like Hufflepuff won't win the cup this year. I can only hope Gryffindor beats out Slytherin. I was in quidditch practice with the team when I saw a flash of green robes. I turn and see no one but I do see a Bludger coming right towards me and before I have time to think I'm hit and knocked unconscious. 

"How much longer do you think she'll be asleep?"

"Not much longer if you keep raising your voice every time you ask me Mr. Weasley. She has broken ribs and a collapsed lung to heal."

"I'm sorry Madam, I just want her to be okay. It's been days."

"Well of course it has, I gave her a potion to help her sleep and let her bones heal. Even the strongest potions take time to work. It was better to have her sleep while the potions worked with her body to help heal her. The potion should wear off soon so she'll probably wake up and be very hungry. Why don't you go and get her some food from the Great Hall. She'll be fine without one of you boys by her side for 5 minutes."

"Yes ma'am."

I opened my eyes and tried to roll over on my side before Madam Pomfrey stopped me.

"No no dearie. You need to stay on your back for now until you're healed. By the feel of it you'll be healed within the next few days. Your lungs seem to be healed almost completely and your ribs are almost completely healed as well. You took that Bludger very hard. Just be glad that Mr. Wood had caught you and brought here. If you would have hit the ground the damage could have been much worse. Those four boys haven't left your side since you were admitted. They are very caring."

"Thank you ma'am. Where are they?"

"The headmaster is talking with Mr. Wood about the incident to find out exactly what happened and the 3 Weasley boys have been taking shifts watching over you making sure you're comfortable."

I smiled thinking about the boys taking such good care of me. As I was about to ask for some food Percy comes in with a tray full of food.

"Oh good, you're awake. I brought you some of your favorites. Professor McGonagall and Hagrid both give you their best and hope for a good recovery." Percy sets the tray in front me and I start taking some while thanking him.

"I'm just glad you're okay Mira. We were all worried sick about you."

"What exactly happened?"

"One of the Slytherin quidditch team members sneaked into your practice and was aiming for one of your beaters but he hit you instead. Oliver happened to be there because Gryffindor was supposed to have the pitch next and was able to catch you."

"Is my broom okay?"

"I'm afraid not. Once you fell off it went crazy and landed right in the Whomping Willow."

I groaned. "Good thing that I have some time to buy a new one before the next game."

Percy chuckled at my comment and shook his head. "I'm really glad you're okay Mira." I blushed at his words and I was about to respond when all the boys came rushing in asking if I'm okay and what hurts.

"Right now my head, can I have some pumpkin juice?" Fred nodded and ran off to get me something to drink and the other 3 finally calmed down enough to be quiet for Madam Pomfrey.

"Thank you guys for sticking around while I was asleep."

"Well we weren't gonna let you sit here alone. We would never forgive ourselves." I looked at Oliver and smiled. "Thank you for catching me. It could have been so much worse if it weren't for you." Oliver blushed. "It was nothing really." And for the rest of my recovery the 5 of us talked and enjoyed each others company.