As far as she was concerned, there was nothing special about Cassidy Winters. She's simply a girl who drinks far too much coffee than she would like to admit and reads books to escape her life as an unwanted orphan. Then, when she appears in a world...
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Harry's POV:
"Okay everyone," Angelina said as she entered the room from the captain's office. "Let's get to it. Alicia and Fred, if you can just bring the ball crate out for us. Oh, and there are a couple of people out there watching but I want you to just ignore them, all right?"
I wondered who else could have possibly decided to join us besides Sid and Mione but when we exited the changing rooms my query was answered.
Catcalls and jeers could be heard from the Slytherin Quidditch team from the stands.
"What's that Weasley's riding?" Malfoy sneered. "Why would anyone put a Flying Charm on a moldy old log like that?"
Crabbe, Goyle, and Parkinson all doubled over in laughter.
I looked to Ron. "Ignore them. We'll see who's laughing after we play them..."
"Exactly the attitude I want, Harry," Angelina said.
From another part of the stands, I saw Mione and Cass sitting with the two Slytherin girls from yesterday while glancing at Malfoy and the Slytherin team. Cass had a mischievous smile on her face as though she were planning something.
I turned back to the team and we all got on our brooms before kicking off from the ground. Angelina decided we do some passes but the Slytherins did not stop their insults.
"Hey, Johnson, what's up with that hairstyle anyway?" Pansy Parkinson shrieked at the top of her lungs so we could hear from the sky. "Why would anyone want to look like they've got worms coming out of their head?"
Angelina swept her braid out of her face but ignored the comment. We continued passing the quaffle around until it got to Ron- who dropped it.
The Slytherins continued to roar in laughter as Ron went to get it from the ground. I saw Fred and George exchange looks but they didn't say anything which I was thankful for. I didn't need Ron under more pressure than he already is.
"Pass it on, Ron," Angelina called, as though nothing had happened.
Ron threw the quaffle to Alicia, who passed it to me, and I threw it to George-
"Hey, Potter, how's your scar feeling?" I hear Malfoy say. "Sure you don't need to lie down? It must be, what, a whole week since you were in the hospital wing, that's a record for you, isn't- AHHHHHH! I-I CAN'T S-SEE! GET OFF! I-I CAN'T SEE!"
The team turned towards the screaming and saw Malfoy swatting his arms around him. He was hitting his teammates, yelling. I turned towards Cass and saw her, Mione, and the other two girls laughing.
I realized that Cass most definitely had something to do with Malfoy becoming 'blind'. Though knowing her, it probably won't be permanent.
Malfoy and his team all left the stands, holding onto him and guiding him towards the exit.
