Chapter 35: Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin Pt3

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Sorry for the wait. Busy busy busy, plus I wanted to get this right.

Again, shout out to Erin for giving me pointers and helping me.

On with the fic :)

The players got back on the field, each team with their strategy in order. The Slytherins only had one thing on their minds.

Take out the Weasley King.

"Gryffindor chaser Dean Thomas has possession of the quaffle." said Lee Jordan, once again commentating the game. "He and our lady Weasley ate making great passes, they ate really in sync. Probably because they used to date in their fifth year. Don't know if seeker Malfoy knew that or not, but-"

"The game, Jordan!!"

"Sorry. Looks like Thomas is going in for the score- oh!! He barely dodges that bludger and sends the quaffle soaring through the left hoop!! SCORE 120 TO 20!! Slytherin better get on track before Potter catches that snitch!!"

Draco was furious. After another hour, the score had became 150 to 50, and it seemed as if everyone was starting to be bored of the game. Something had to change. He gave Crabbe and Goyle a signal when Pansy was flying towards Ron to score, with Ginny riding close behind her. Crabbe flew swiftly and swung his bat, hitting a bludger hard, sending it straight towards Ron. Colin had seen the deed and flew as fast as he could towards it to hit it away, but it was too late. The bludger hit Ron's left arm with a mighty CRACK, sending Ron falling towards the ground, head first.

"RON, NO!!" yelled Hermione, pointing her wand towards Ron. "ARRESTO MOMENTUM!!"

Ron's descent slowed down to a crawl, and he gently floated down until his back hit the ground softly.

"RON WEASLEY HAS BEEN HIT AND TAKEN OUT THE GAME!!" yelled Lee, angrily. "CLEARLY YOU CAN TELL THAT THE SLYTHERINS CAN'T WIN BY WAY OF TALENT!! THEY HAVE TO RESORT TO BEING FOUL, CHEATING, SONS OF-"

"LEE JORDAN, NOT ANOTHER WORD!!"

"YOU SAW WHAT THAT OVERGROWN OAF DID, PROFESSOR!! ANYWAYS FIVE MINUTE TIMEOUT!!"

Hermione ran quickly down to the pitch along with Madam Pomfrey, while the rest of Gryffindor flew down to check on Ron.

"Ron!! Are you okay??" asked Hermione frantically, as she kneeled over him.

"My....my arm..."moaned Ron. "Fucking git."

"Alright there Ron?" asked Harry. He gently removed Ron's armguard and gently pulled up Ron's sleeve to reveal a huge bruise forming on his arm.

Madam Pomfrey arrived and assessed the damage. "No doubt about it, it's broken. He won't be able to play."

Harry and Dean helped Ron up onto his feet. Suddenly out of nowhere, a bludger hammer raced through the air, hitting Harry on the side of his head with tremendous force, knocking him out.

"HARRY!!" yelled the team, as well as Pansy in the air. Pansy raced down to the ground, almost falling off her broom. She ran over to where Harry had been hit. He was breathing fine, but there was a gash that had split his scalp. You could see his flesh.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT?!?" yelled Lee from the stands. "LOOKS LIKE A BLUDGER BAT WAS LAUNCHED AT HARRY POTTER, TAKING HIM OUT THE GAME TOO. I'M ON TO YOU CHEATING SCUM!! YOU CAN'T DENY THAT!!"

"GOYLE, WHAT THE HELL!!" yelled Draco. His actions were not part of the plan. Gregory shrugged as if he didn't care.

"GOYLE, YOU'RE BENCHED!!" yelled McGonagall from the stands. "10 minute break everyone!!"

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