Scars of the Past | A Drarry Story | A Mattheo Riddle Story

Chapter 17

The first Quidditch match was Ravenclaw and Gryffindor so Quidditch practices were in full swing. Angelina was determined to win. Most of Monday went by with Harry in his quidditch clothes, seeing as Angelina would call for practice whenever they had a free period. Strangely, Harry didn't see Draco in any of their classes. He wasn't present at any meals either. The thought worried Harry but he pushed it aside, trying to concentrate on what Angelina was saying.

As soon as the practice ended, Harry decided to go to the Slytherin dormitories and ask Mattheo. Luckily, he overheard Dahlia telling Pansy that Draco had gone home due to some personal reasons. Convincing himself that Draco was at his home and safe, Harry went to the great hall for dinner.

The final match was extremely fun and dragged on very long because half of the players were laughing at the commentary. The people who only come to make fun of either team were also clutching their stomachs from laughing so hard. Apparently, Lee Jordan's sister was an expert commentator.

'I would like to apologize because I said fucks before and Professor McGonagall is glaring at me so- oh fuck I said it again. Didn't I? Fuck me'

'PROFESSOR! YOU CAN'T HIT ME WITH YOUR UMBRELLA. THIS IS ABUSE'

'Just letting everyone know that the Ravenclaw Captain; Conney Walls is very single and ready to mingle if your name is John Warner'

'Yes, professor! This is highly important information... no... it's not nonsense... look now, you have made me miss a goal'

'Excellent beating from Lockley there, managing to nearly knock out Turner whilst maintaining perfect hair. How does he do it?'

'and Lockley passes it to Aaron who- drops it.'

'It is important to note that none of the Gryffindor chasers are speaking to each other. I don't know why but I know that it involves a game of truth and dare and someone's pet cat'

(A/N:- Credits to Pinterest for these amazing commentary ideas. I don't what my life would have been if Pinterest didn't exist.)

Harry laughed as he replayed the match in his head. He had nothing better to do, lying on the bed in the hospital wing. Why was he in the hospital wing? All that hard work had paid off and Gryffindor had won the match. Too excited, the beaters – Demelza Robins and Jimmy Peakes attempted to give him a high-five at the same time but with too much energy, effectively knocking Harry off his broom because he wasn't expecting it. Luckily, they were not really high up in the air so Harry didn't die. He was just sentenced to bed rest for the next two days. McGonagall who was earlier scolding Maya Jordan for the best commentary Harry had ever heard, had changed her target to the beaters.

Draco visited him late at night. Mattheo had informed Draco of what had happened with Harry, filling him with worry.

"Are you alright? What happened?" asked Draco, concern dripping from his voice.

"I was trying to high-five two people at the same time up in the air and we were all so excited. I didn't expect them to be soo strong and I kind of fell off my broom" said Harry, looking sheepish.

"Beaters! Harry! They are to hit a very fast-paced flying ball while on a broom in the air. Of course, they are going to be strong" replied Draco, exasperation and amusement evident in his tone.