There Must Be Some Mistake! Harry Potter!

Ch.10 Gryffindor Vs Slytherin

I wake up the next morning very nervous. The quidditch match is today and my parents will be there. To see their brilliant son play. They didn't even know that I was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and just to make matters worse there was a storm.

After breakfast, I headed down to the dressing rooms with Harry and the twins. The noise of the storm was so loud that we couldn't hear what the others were saying so we all just stopped talking. We quickly got dressed and Oliver started going on about our game plan. Which was for Harry to get the snitch as fast as possible.

The wind was so strong that I was blown straight into Oliver and he caught me just before I fell. I thanked him and we all staggered to the middle of the field. If the crowd was cheering we couldn't hear it over the thunder. I could see the Slytherins walking towards us from the other side of the field. My brother was smirking at me. He's a beater. I'm expecting the worst.

 I could see Madam Hooch's mouth moving but I had no idea what she said. I looked around and saw everyone mounting their brooms so I copied them. I could hear the whistle go off. I quickly flew off after a chaser from Slytherin. Who I saw grab the quaffle earlier. I raced up beside him and smirked at my idea. I screamed. 

He looked over at me like I was crazy. I grabbed the Quaffle off him and flew the other way. I couldn't see Alicia or Angelina so I headed towards the hoops. I could barely see now but I did see the bluger that flew straight past my face. I knew that was my brother straight away. I flew towards the hoop and pretended to throw it into the left hoop but when I saw the Slytherin keeper go in front of the left hoop, I threw the Quaffle into the middle hoop. And scored. I could just about hear the applause. This continued for the next half hour.

 Me, Alicia or Angelina scoring points every now and then. Slytherin still had none. 45-0. Harry or Draco still hadn't seen the snitch. I honestly don't care of we win or lose anymore. I just want to get away from here. My brother is out to get me. Probably showing off in front of mother and father.

 He keeps aiming bludgers at me. 

Just me.

 I can actually see him staring at me out of the corner of my eye. I head towards Alicia who has the quaffle when I fell in big pain in my stomach is know that my brother has hit me with a bluger. Are the Weasley's doing their job at all! I hunch over on my broom and hold my stomach while hovering in the air. 

I sit up straight and fly towards a Slytherin chaser who has the quaffle when I fell a pain in my leg. Merlin, what the hell are the twins doing! I grab the Quaffle off the chaser and turn around. I fly towards the hoops. I feel a pain in my left arm and let go of my broom and shake my hand. Then I realized that I wasn't holding onto the broom and before I can grab onto the broom with my left hand again, I feel a pain in my stomach. I start to fall off of my broom but grab on to it with my right hand. A Slytherin chaser grabs the quaffle that I dropped. I reach up and grab my broom with my left hand. I now have both hands on the broom and my legs are dangling. God, I hate my brother. I see him aim a bluger at my head. I try to get up on to my broom but can't. I feel an excruciating pain in my head and blackout.

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