Fred sent one of the Bludgers towards Malfoy with so much force that when Calli intercepted it, the impact travelled straight through her bat and up both arms.
"Bloody hell, Fred!"
Her fingers went numb inside her gloves.
She gritted her teeth, twisted with the force of the hit and sent the Bludger screaming back towards the Gryffindor side of the pitch.
There wasn't time to look for Fred.
Something was happening below.
Malfoy had suddenly gone into a steep dive.
So had Harry.
Calli's eyes narrowed.
The Snitch.
She leaned forward over her broom, watching the two Seekers plummet towards the ground almost side by side.
Malfoy reached.
Harry pulled ahead.
Then Harry's fist shot triumphantly into the air.
Gold flashed between his fingers.
The Gryffindor stands exploded.
Calli released a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding.
It was over.
Thank Merlin.
A Bludger whizzed past her.
Calli's head snapped around.
"What the-"
The whistle had already gone.
Harry was pulling out of his dive when the Bludger struck him squarely between the shoulders.
"Harry!"
He pitched forwards and fell from his broom.
Calli's stomach lurched.
Thankfully, he had only been five or six feet above the ground.
Angelina reached him before Calli could.
Calli landed hard several yards away, boots digging into the grass as she jumped from her broom, still clutching her bat.
Madam Hooch's whistle was shrieking furiously.
"MR. CRABBE!"
Calli turned.
Of course.
Crabbe.
The idiot was hovering nearby looking blankly down at the commotion he'd caused.
"The match was OVER!" Madam Hooch shouted as she stormed towards him.
Calli wanted to join her.
She wanted to take Crabbe's bat and break it over his knee.
Instead, she forced herself to look towards Harry.
He was already getting back to his feet.
Angelina had an arm around him while Alicia and Katie crowded close, the Gryffindor team quickly gathering together in celebration.
Harry looked shaken.
But alright.
Calli exhaled.
Then she heard Malfoy.
"But you like the Weasleys, don't you, Potter?"
Calli closed her eyes.
No.
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Callidora ☆ Fred Weasley
FanfictionCallidora Nott has always known exactly what is expected of her. As the daughter of one of Britain's oldest pure-blood families, her future has already been carefully planned; alliances, power, and a life shaped by tradition she never chose. At home...
