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▄ . . . . ᡣ𐭩 .ೃ࿔*:･

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:･ꗃ𓈈 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 ִ𓂃‧₊ ˚.

▬▬▬  𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠٫ 𝑠𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠٫ 𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑠;

𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡ˊ𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛  °❀⋆.ೃ*₊༉‧˚.

There was a quidditch game today, and I always felt torn at a Gryffindor vs Slytherin game, but today more than ever, as Draco was now our seeker. I headed over to the pitch with Daphne and Blaise to join Theo in the stands.

As soon as the game began I could tell Draco was simply trying to prove himself better than Harry. I rolled my eyes each time I saw him talking to Harry, probably mocking him, or barging him out of the way. The Slytherins were immediately faster on their new fancy brooms, and were now beating Gryffindor 40-30.

"It's weird seeing Draco on the pitch this year isn't it?" Daphne said, and I gave her a short nod.

"I mean he's always been a fan, besides he thought the team was awful last year. I suppose he wanted to take it into his own hands this year," Blaise explained, and I gave him a stupid eyebrow raise, and he laughed a bit knowing damn well he only did this to try one-up on Harry, and maybe prove a point to me too.

Slytherin scored another goal, and the stands exploded into more cheers around me. I glanced up to see Draco scanning the area in a circular rotation in higher ground, Harry however stayed in one spot.

"Not too worried about your brother there, are you Potter?" I turned to see Raphael speaking over my shoulder to me.

"I don't care who wins really, I just don't want neither team to get hurt," I said, and just as I did I looked up to see Harry nearly get knocked off his broom by the bludger. I stood to watch more closely.

"Come on Nikola, it's quidditch. Someone always gets hurt," Raphael said, pushing between me and Theo to stand beside me. I shot him a glare, and he just smirked back at me.

I turned back to the game, to see the bludger spin back around, striking the Gryffindors goalkeeper, Wood, off his broom and out of the air. I gasped, though a few of the Slytherins around me just laughed and clapped.

"What I tell ya," Raphael said, nudging me slightly. I ignored him and narrowed my eyes closely to what was happening on the pitch, and noticed the bludger seemed to be chasing him around the stadium.

"That's not funny, the bludger's been tampered with," I snapped, Raphael leaning over and raised his eyebrows when he realised it too. I slapped his shoulder, "do something!"
He laughed at me and shrugged.

"What do you expect me to do, darling? It's too risky to perform a spell, I could take your brother out as well," he stated, and I huffed realising he was right. It seems both Harry and Draco were chasing after the snitch now, both barging eachother out of the way with the bludger chasing behind them. I held my breathe watching them both carefully.