Anna's P.O.V
Today was the first day of Quidditch practice and Im pretty excitied.
Most are surprised I made the team because of the position I play.
Along side Andrew Kirke, im our best beater.
Slipping on my Nike shorts and sneakers, I dressed in my lucky tank top and whistled for my broom.
Swinging my leg over my broom, I sailed down the steps and screamed for Dean Thomas.
"DEAN! OPEN THE PORTRAIT!"
Holding it open, I made my way to the Quidditch Pitch.
With my blonde hair flying behind me, I felt good about todays practice.
Pulling up beside Harry above the stands, he handed me my bat.
"OI ANNA, YOU KNOW YOU ARE VERY FIT!" McLaggen yelled up at me.
"EXCUSE ME?" I yelled back.
"He thinks you're pretty" Harry rolled his eyes.
"OH, THANKS!" I screamed.
Huddling together, we worked out a play and Harry released the Quaffle.
Going over it again and again, I was yet to get ahold of a bludger.
About to start up the play again, Urquhart, the captain of the Slytherin team flew up to Harry.
"Oi Potter! Mind sharing the field? Maybe even a friendly practice game?" Urquhart was one of the better Slytherins and I knew he only had good intentions.
"Alright, lets" Harry motioned for us to gather around the start.
Hovering at the ready, I noticed Draco pull up next to Goyle.
Throwing the Quaffle, we set out to our postions.
Following the bludgers, I ended up flying next to McLaggen.
"OI ANNA! IS IT TRUE YOU'RE VEELA!" He yelled across to me.
"WHAT?"
"I JUST ASSUMED BECAUSE OF HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE!" He gave me a full smile.
Barf.
Hearing something whiz by my ear, I saw the bludger heading right toward Cormac.
"MCLAGGEN BLUDGER!" I screamed.
He swirved and it missed it by just a few inches but instead of continueing its path, it curved around and headed toward him again.
Flying swiftly toward him, I raised my bat up and whailed it across the pitch.
"Thanks" He smiled
"No problem" I smiled back.
Hovering in front of him, I didn't even noticed the Bludger till it crashed into my shoulder.
Pain radiated down my arm and I sucked air through my teeth.
Owe, yeah, that kind of hurt.
"Owe son of a snake!" Cormac stated, rubbing his bludgered ankle.
Hearing laugher, I looked to find Malfoy snickering his head off.
So it was cursed.
Hearing it come back toward us, I flew in front of Cormac and with all the strength my injured arm would allow, I hit it at Draco.
Almost knocking him off his broom, he looked up with a scowl on his face.
"WHOOPS!" I yelled down at him.
Pulling my wand out of my waist band, I pointed it at the bludger and recited a counter-curse.
Flying down toward the ground, I walked off the field.
Pulling a comfy black zip up on my arms, I placed ice on my shoulder and layed to rest in the common room.
Although it was around dinner time by now, I just wasn't in the mood to have to deal with people.
Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep until I heard someone enter the Commons.
Feeling the presure on my shoulder subside, I peaked my one eye open to find Harry.
"What's the ice for?" He asked concerned.
"Oh you know Malfoy cursed a bludger and it about knocked me off my broom. No biggie" I smiled
Pulling the fabric of my sweatshirt down over my shoulder, he exposed the swollen dark purple skin underneith.
It covered my whole shoulder.
Without saying a word, Harry stormed out of the room into the Hall.
Following, I already knew what he was going to do.
"Harry he doesn't even know" I pleaded.
"He's about to find out" He spat.
Walking toward the Slytherin Common Room, we caught Malfoy as he was coming out.
"MALFOY!" Harry yelled.
Turning toward us, he sneered at Harry and gave me a confusing look.
"You think you're so brilliant for what you did at practice today?" Harry questioned.
Malfoy smirked and crossed his arms. "Listen, McLaggen got what he deserved"
Backing up toward me, Harry pulled my sweatshirt down to expose the bludgers mark.
"Yes Malfoy, you're so brilliant" Harry yelled in his face.
"Harry, help me to the hospital wing." I coaxed, trying to get him far away from Draco.
I could tell just by the look on his face, he was beating himself up inside.
He didn't need Harry to make it worse.
Tugging his arm, I pulled Harry toward the 7th floor. Leaving Malfoy alone in the hall.
