To Love is to Destroy [On Hold]

Chapter 10: Quidditch Practice

A/N: Hi, okay you can ignore me now. XD

I woke to the smell of... FOOD! I sat upright and yawned. Right, where's the food at?! Rubbing my eyes I saw that a tray containing a plate of warm toast, a bowl of cornflakes, a jug of milk, a mug, a tea bag and a jug of hot water had been placed in front of me. I looked around. Marcus winked.

"You missed breakfast! Hurry up, training starts in half an hour."

"Thanks Marcus!"

I pulled the tray closer and ate it all. What, I'm hungry okay?! I placed the tray back on the table and ran to my dorm. I grabbed my Quidditch uniform and took a quick shower. I pulled on a Slytherin sweater and put my hair in a high ponytail. I grabbed my lucky necklace, fastened it and ran out of the room. I grabbed my broom from Marcus and ran out of the common room, up a staircase, down a hall and finally across the lawn. I crashed onto the field, feeling dead. I looked sideways when a shadow loomed above me.

"Well well if it isn't our new little Princess?"

"Shut up, I'll tackle you."

"I'd like to see you t-"

I crouched and launched myself at him. He fell and landed with a whumph. I giggled. I looked up as Marcus strode out onto the field.

"Oi, you lot. Get up in the air. Training starts now!"

I grabbed my broom, kicked off and did a lap of the pitch. Marcus looked up.

"Think fast, Princess."

Next second, Marcus had thrown the Quaffle up into the air. It felt as if the world went into slow motion. I pivoted, hearing something click in my back. I ignored the pain and flew after the now falling Quaffle. I picked it up under my left arm and made for our Keeper. I dodged passed and threw the Quaffle threw our middle hoop. I turned around and waited for the feedback. I instead heard clapping. I flew slowly to the ground and dismounted from my broom.

"Well, wasn't that something?"

"Uh..... I guess??"

"Just take the compliment Princess, well played b-"

"Merlin, what is your problem with calling me Princess?! At least give me a cool name!"

"Nah, I'm gonna call ya Princess."

"Fine, but only you Marcus. Everyone else has to call me something else okay?"

"Fine."

Everyone mounted their brooms and kicked of. Marcus released the balls from the chest and kicked off. We had a five second countdown and the game begun. I flew after the Quaffle, proceeding to throw the Quaffle through a hoop. I tossed the Quaffle to another player and the game resumed.

~~ timeskip: sponsored by the blade of grass ~~

Soft waves lapped against our window. I yawned and closed the book I was reading. I'd done some homework beforehand... BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS BLOODY S-

"Alya?"

"What's up Millicent?"

"It's Amy....."

"Sure what is it?"

"You'd better come. You're the only one who can calm her down."

I shoved the book aside and ran down the stairs. Amy was huddled up by the fire, shaking. Wait... she's back from the Hospital Wing? I walked over and sat down next to her. She looked at my with tired eyes.

"What."

"Amy, what's going on."

"Blaise took something of mine."

"Why?"

"He took it."

"Yes, but why?"

"He took it.

"Okayyyyy, how about I go and get it for you?"

"He took it though."

Sighing, I looked at Millicent. She shrugged and sat down at a table. I got up and walked up the stairs to the boys dorm. I knocked on a door - a small first year stuck his head out.

"Oi, your no' allowed 'oo be here."

"Could you please tell me the number of Draco Malfoy's dorm?"

"Wouldn' you like 'oo know?"

"Yes. That's why I asked."

"001."

He slammed the door and I heard footsteps dying away. I pressed my ear to the door and tried to listen to what he was obviously saying about me.

"... bloody crazy tha' girl. Looking for Malfoy she was! I bet she was-"

"Sure it wasn't the girl that Malfoy's dating?"

"Now that I think about it....."

"Merlin Jack! It was the Black girl. You bloody idiot!"

"Oh." 

I quickly left and ran to dorm 001. I knocked on the door.

"Hello?"

"Oi Blaise, open the door."

Blaise opened the door and stared. What!?

"Hand over whatever you took form Amy. Now."

"I think you should know what it is first...."

"Well, what is it?"

"A lighter."

"A.... lighter?"

"Look, I think she's been burning herself. I don't know much about her family, do you? But there are rumors that her family's been through a lot. Apparently, she's resorted to cutting and burning. That's why I took her lighter. I couldn't find her razor, but I looked after I took the lighter."

"Oh my god.... I-I didn't know..."

"No one knew for sure. But..."

"I promised I would give back what you took from Amy. But.... I don't want to. She'll hurt herself again, I know she will. What can I do? Anything to help her, please Blaise."

"Dumbledore."

"I suppose your right. Come with me?"

"Of course."

I spun on my heel and walked down the stairs to the common room. Amy was still huddled by the fire. I walked over and sat down on a sofa. I felt the sofa dip as Blaise sat next to me.

(A/N: I'm sorry about the amount of speaking. Don't kill meeee XD)

"Amy, we need to talk."

"I won't say anything until Blaise give me back my things!"

"Amy, look we nee-"

"Not until I get my things."

"This is stupid! I wa-'

"My things, Alya."

"Petrificus Totalus"

Amy froze and slowly fell forward, Blaise caught her shoulder and stopped her from falling. I waved my wand and levitated Amy's frozen form. Blaise looked at me with a curious expression. I shrugged and walked out of the common room. 

I trudged all the way to Dumbledore's office - Merlin, why is this castle so big?! I swear, students must go missing every year. This place is bloody massive...

A/N: I was originally going to write this as one chapter but it was starting to get too long for my liking... so I decided to split it into two chapters. Yeah, I'll shut up now :p