The Girl Who Remembers

Chapter 12

Dahlia's POV

Gryffindor versus Slytherin, one of the dirtiest games of the season, I tackled the Quaffle off Flint and scored causing our supporters cheer making me smile, Slytherin was leading 90 to 30, I managed to get the Quaffle again and made my way to the goals again, however I noticed that Harry had a Bludger that had obviously been tampered with on his tail, I passed the Quaffle to Aurora before I noticed a Bludger heading straight towards me, my eyes widened as I had noticed it too late and was hit in the chest by it, knocking me off my broom, I landed on my back on the grass making me groan and hold my left side.

"Dahlia!" I heard Hermione yell as a group of footsteps came towards me, "Dahlia?" Hermione asked as she landed next to me, Lockhart appeared on the other side of me as did the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Harry with his arm in a temporary sling,

"We won right?" I asked, she let out half-hearted laugh and nodded

"Harry caught the Snitch" She informed,

"Nice one!" I yelled, immediately regretting it as I groaned at the sharp pain in my rib cage,

"She's broken her ribs. Good thing I know the perfect spell" Lockhart announced, my eyes widened,

"I trust Hermione doing this spell more than you" I asserted backing away from him and wincing at every movement,

"Poor girl. She doesn't know what she's saying" He retorted, I raised an eyebrow

"Excuse me?" I say,

"She has every right to be cautious, Harry's got no bones left because of you" Hagrid alerted making my eyes widened even more,

"Exactly. Madam Pomfrey is the expert in this field not you" I asserted as I went to get up which caused Aurora to keep me down

"Fred, pick her up. Don't hurt her though" She demanded, he picked me up, bridal style, with the help of George, causing me to wince at the movement,

"Easy. Don't want you falling and injuring yourself more" Fred commented, I sighed

"You get hit with a Bludger in your chest and see how easy it is to move" I hissed, he chuckled before we arrived at the Hospital wing,

"Set her down on the bed" Madam Pomfrey ordered as she rushed over to us, Harry was in the bed to my right and Malfoy was in the bed to my left, groaning as he held his stomach,

"Quit your whining Malfoy. You've just been winded" I groaned before Madam Pomfrey handed me a glass of something,

"Mr. Malfoy, you can leave now" She ordered and Malfoy was escorted out of the wing by Crabbe, Goyle and Parkinson, I drank whatever she gave me and gipped at the taste, "Well, you did better than Mr. Potter" She commented as she removed the glass from my hand before she laid me down, "I'm suggesting you take a miss on the Quidditch games" She informed,

"But-" She cut me off with a glare and I nodded, the twins came to the side of my bed,

"I'm sorry" Fred and George apologised, I raised an eyebrow,

"Why? It's not like you-Oh" I say cutting myself off,

"I wasn't expecting it to hit you. I thought you would of dodged it" Fred commented,

"Well, it just shows me that I need to focus more" I smiled, he raised an eyebrow

"You're not mad at us?" George asked, I chuckled and shook my head

"No. I expect to come out with some injury when it comes to Quidditch, especially when we're against Slytherin" I explained, they smiled, "However, I do expect you to make it up to me somehow" I winked to which they gave a half-hearted laugh,

"And do you have any ideas?" They asked, I shook my head

"I'll leave that for you to decide" I say and they nodded, standing up ruffling my hair

"Get well soon" They smiled before leaving the Hospital Wing.

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"Dahlia, you've got a visitor" Madam Pomfrey alerted before Auntie Melissa came around the shield, I gave her a weak smile and tried to sit up,

"Hey, don't move. Honestly, you're as bad as your Mother was" she chuckled helping me lay back down before sitting next to me, I smiled before it fell silent upon us,

"Auntie Mel? What do the Twins mean by the rage from our Grandfather?" I asked, she seized up,

"I was praying it'd miss you...well basically my Father's bloodline has had this Rage in it, where whoever has it loses themselves in their own rage and don't think straight and do thing that they could never imagine in doing. Your Grandfather, let his rage control him until the very day he died. Your Mother and I vowed that we wouldn't be like that, especially after we used the Cruciatus Curse, here at Hogwarts" She explained, I sighed and looked away from her, "What makes you ask?" She questioned,

"I lost myself to it a couple weeks ago, after Malfoy called my friend a Mudblood...and after Snape said that I belonged in Azkaban next to Dad" I answered, she sighed and took ahold of my hand,

"I'm going to tell you what your Mother said to me. That anger is your Grandfathers, you need to let it go. No matter how bad someone pisses you off. I won't let you turn into him" She quoted.