Vicious Love [Teddy Lupin]

36. Acceptance

"Yesterday, Colleen was practicing spells for Defense Against the Dark Arts, you know because of the O.W.L.s test you 5th years have to take. We were at the courtyard and Rosier and Zabini came up to us. As usual, they were being nasty and annoying and while Rosier was saying something stupid, Colleen accidentally hexed him using a random spell and he ended up sinking to the ground. Nobody knew the counter curse spell for it so he was there for a good half an hour or so until we got a professor. There were others who knew the counter curse but they refuse to help him, so yeah it was pretty damn hilarious." Roxanne explains through laughter. "And you know Colleen, she's the sweetest, nicest one in our group, she tries to apologize after laughing and Rosier just glares at her and then she got mad and hexed him again so he had horns on his head."

"You gotta love the little Irish beauty." I smirked, waving at Colleen and Nina, who are both sitting on the bleachers. However, neither of them are paying attention to us. They, along with everyone else watching, are gasping and gawking at the scene at the center of the Quidditch pitch.

Calum Prince and Edward Lupin are fighting. Prince had his wand out but Edward is fighting just with his fists. The other members of the Gryffindor and Slytherin team are surrounding them, though only Flint, Nate and Fred are the only ones trying to stop the fight.

"Bloody hell."

Once the Slytherin beaters finally came to their senses and pulled Edward off of Calum, Flint stepped in between the boys. "Everyone get on your positions! Slytherin, your practice session is over. Gryffindor, please get back to your spots." Once everyone parted ways, Prince was taken away by his mates and I reckon they're going to be heading to the hospital wing because Edward left him a little too bloody.

"Avery, you go and fix Lupin. Everyone else, chasers and beaters, start a game. Chasers, we won't be shooting on the first half. Just practice passing."

Flint had practically shoved Edward into my arms while demanding everyone else to get in their place. Roxanne and Fred shot us a worried glance, mostly for Edward, but had to leave because Flint was going to yell at them if they don't move.

Sighing, I turned to Edward and observed him. Calum has more bruises but he still managed to get Edward on several spots. "Wow, look at you all bad ass and fighting Prince. " Normally, he'd laugh or make a witty comment, but this time he didn't even smile.

He just clenches his jaw and looks down at the ground. Then he started to walk towards a nearby bench where the Quidditch equipment and medicine kit is, leaving me to run after him.

He sat down on the bench and removed his shirt rather angrily, revealing a small cut by his waist. "Whoa whoa whoa." I rushed to his side and observed the cut. "That is gross." Other than the cut, he only had a couple of bruises by his face, a bloody noise and small scratches by his arms.

"You don't have to help me, it's fine Sam." He grunts, opening the medicine kit and taking out a white clean cloth.

I snatched the cloth away from him and shook my head. "It's fine. Just sit still." As I dipped the cloth on a cleansing potion, I quickly glanced at Edward. He had his eyes closed, his messy hair is mixed of blue and red and he just looks exhausted in general. "So, do you want to tell me what happened?"

He shook his head. "Not really."

"Okay." I brushed a hand through his hair that was sticking against his forehead and wiped his entire face using the cloth with the cleansing potion. The potion not only cleans his face but it also makes sure that any other open wound are not infected in anyway. His jaw was still clenched and he still seemed angry but at the same time a little sad. "Do you need a hug?"