Quidditch 101
Scarlets POV:
“Scar. Scar?” I can barely make out the quiet voice of Pansy while I slowly awaken from my first dreamless sleep in a week. I must have been the potion I took before falling asleep.
“Come on. We promised Draco that we would meet him in the common room to walk to the pitch with him.” Groaning, I turned around in bed and hid under my covers.
I have been held up in my room most days, Pansy has made many attempts to get me out of bed. So has Draco. But they only last long enough to go to class or to the Room of Requirement. It's not that I am some heartbroken girl crying her eyes all night. No. I no longer care about Adrian. It's the fact that I’m embarrassed.
Lying here, I have been thinking more and more about my relationship with Adrian. All of the things he has said and done to me. Always treating me as if I was not good enough for him. The constant pressure to have sex. The inexcusable fact that he cheated on me. More than once, might I add.
The blankets are ripped from the bed, and I am quick to draw my wand at the raven haired girl responsible.
“I'm not going. It's not like Theo wants me there anyways. He can't even look at me.” I mumble tucking my wand away and reaching for the blankets again.
“Scar, you have to go. You promised and I cannot stand to see you spend another night here. You need fresh air… And some sunlight.” The girl sasses while pulling the blanket back farther so that it is out of reach.
Feeling sorry for me, the girl comes and sits next to me in bed. “I know you're sad about your break up. But look at it this way. You are now a hot single woman. Free to date Th-” She hesitates. “--date anyone you want.”
I huff out a little laugh sitting up on my elbows, so that I can look at her more clearly. “Pans. I am so embarrassed. How could I let him treat me like that for so long?”
Pansy carefully sits next to me on the bed placing a kind hand on my leg. “Scar, I don't want to pretend that I know everything you've been through. Hell, I am pretty sure the only one who truly knows everything, is Draco.”
I fiddle with my wand nervously. I hate keeping secrets from my friends.. But what would they think if they knew the truth? If they knew who my parents were? Yes their parents are Death Eaters. The Dark Lord followers. But mine. Bellatrix and Roudluphus… They are different. They are the deranged Death Eaters that Theo shouted about all those days ago. They are the worst of the worst and I am terrified for them to know the truth.
“But what I do know. Is that us, your family? Your chosen family. Will always be here for you, because we know you will always be here for us.” My heart warms with Pansys sentiments. The ice around her heart cracking just slightly. Just enough to show me love.
I smile at her words as I watch her get up out of bed and grab my hands pulling me out of bed. “We have a match to get to.” She smiles back just as warmly.
The sun hung low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the Quidditch pitch. The air buzzed with anticipation as the Slytherin and Ravenclaw teams took their positions. Draco points out Blaise and Theo above us in the air. I spend the entire game keeping a close eye on Theo, knowing that Adrian is up there as well sends a sense of urgency throughout my body.
The Quaffle soared into the air, and the Chasers from both teams darted after it. Their robes billowed, and their brooms cut through the wind like knives. Ravenclaws Rodger Davies executed a perfect Wronski Feint, diving toward the ground before pulling up at the last second, narrowly avoiding a collision with the goalposts. The crowd gasped, torn between awe and fear.
Meanwhile, the Beaters were locked in a fierce battle. Bradley and Chambers swung their bats, sending Bludgers hurtling toward Slytherin’s Seeker, Blaise. But Blaise was agile, twisting and turning on his nimbus, narrowly avoiding disaster. The Bludgers ricocheted off the stands, causing students to duck and scream.
In the commentator’s box, Lee Jordan’s voice crackled over the magical megaphone. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is Quidditch at its finest! Slytherin leads by ten points, but Ravenclaw won’t give up without a fight!”
“Thatta boy Blaise!!” Pansy yells excitedly from beside me. Pansy has been cheering constantly since the match started.
As the game continues, I spot Theo. I have tried my hardest not to focus on him. But watching him fly on his broom. He flies with such freedom. Such east. He turley seems at peace when he's in the air.. The way that he flies so elegantly, through the air has always amazed me.
Something catches my eye, a flash of green. But what causes me great distress is the fact that they are going after another player on Slytherin. Why would they be chasing their own teammate?
“Is that--” I cut Draco off once the two players flew by the stands. Giving us a clear view on the two. “Adrian..” I whisper.
Before I know it, both boys are fighting in the air. Lee Jordans’ voice booms through the field, “There seems to be a scuffle among teammates! Pause. An official pause has been called. All players to the ground immediately”
As the rest of the players head down to the ground and dismantle. But, Theo and Adrian are still in the air.
“THEO!” I shout. But it is useless. He cannot hear me from there. Draco, Pansy and I are all intensely watching. Suddenly, the two are a blur of green and silver in the sky. They are barreling towards the ground as Blaise so desperately tries to reach them. Draco has both Pansy and I wrapped around him, all of us desperately hoping that our friend makes it down safely.
The thud can be heard over all of the murmurs and screams of students and teachers. Without giving it a second thought I break from Draco embrace, running down the stairs of the stands. I can't think of anything other than getting to Theo.
I can vaguely hear my name being called over the ringing. Dust is covering the ground making everything invisible. “Theo!” I shout in response. My heart beats harder in my chest.
As I make my way to the pitch where the two had fallen, I see Theo laying on his back. Broom next to him, his chest still rising and falling with every breath. I drop to my knees and place both hands on his face.
“Theo. Theo please. Wake up” Tears form in my eyes as the dust settles. I can sense our friends behind me, as the rest of the med staff check on Adrian.
“Theo, Teddy… Please.” Still no response. As I hold his face in my hands he looks so peaceful. Almost as if he's sleeping. Slowly. Slower than I have ever moved before I lean my head down. I can feel his labored breaths on my face. One last look.
Once, in a book I read. One that Hermione let me borrow, I read about a princess. Where an evil witch curses the princesses by having her prick her finger on a spinning wheel and fall into a deep sleep, only to be awakened by true love’s kiss.
So, as I sit here a hair away from Theo, all I can think about is that one story. The story of true love. The first muggle story that I have ever read. The first story that has me believing in true love.
The word ‘please’ barely makes it out of my mouth before my lips are on his. There is a moment. One moment, that in my head this is wrong. Where I tell myself that he wouldn't want this. That I am unworthy of his love. But before I am able to pull away, a pair of hands are on me.
One gently wraps around the back of my neck, while the other is placed delicately around my waist. Our kiss lasts longer than I intended as he pulls me closer to him. As I slowly pull away, I am met with the clearest blue eyes I have ever seen.
“Are you my princess charming?” The sultry voice of Theo rings clear within my ears causing the biggest smile to be placed on my face.
A sobbed mixed with laughter exhales out of my mouth as I mumble “You're an idiot.” I place both of my hands on his face once again kissing Theo, hoping that everything I feel, everything I have is conveyed within that kiss.
I haven't seen Theo since Draco pulled me away, to let Madam Pomfry and Professor Snape carry Theo and Adrian off to the infirmary. I have been pacing back and forth within Draco and Theos dorm since they dragged me back here. I fought with them at first. Insisting I wait within the infirmary, but that was quickly turned down when Snape yelled at us to return to the dorms.
“He's fine, Scar. Theo is stronger than he looks.” Draco tries to reassure me as he stops my pacing, grabbing my hands and squeezing them in a show of solidarity.
“After the show you two started on the pitch, I am surprised he’s not here now. Taking what he has wanted for years.” Blaise mumbles, earning a smack in the head from Pansy.
“I'm just so worried. He fell from so very far. What if I made a mistake? What if I should have let them tend to him first?” I start pacing again. I am unable to sit still. The adrenaline from watching him fall. I was so nervous that I had thought he was injured. The warmth that I felt from his lips upon mine. My head is filled with too many emotions.
Too many thoughts.
Too many doors are open.
I start to panic. My breathing became labored. As if he can tell, Draco stops my movements once more. Leading me to sit on Theos bed. He drapes the throw I had Molly help me knit for Theo a few years back around my shoulders.
Lime, lavender and tobacco invades my senses, as I find myself slowly calming down. The locks upon my doors are being resecured. A wave of calm washes through me, where I am again able to breathe.
It isn't until later that I am awakened by a quiet thump of the dormitory door closing. Opening my eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the darkness I see Draco, Blaise and Pansy around the room.
Pansy on the opposite end of the bed curled in a ball at my feet. Draco leaned up by where I was. Blaise on the other side at the end. I can barely make out him holding Pansies' hand, as I see a shadow passing through the dimly lit room.
“Theo?” I whisper. Sitting up ever so slightly. Before I can come completely to my senses, I ghost a hand upon my face. A pair of bright blue eyes stare back at me.
“Scarlet. Mi Tesoro. Come with me.” hearing my nickname again for the first time in weeks, has my heart hammering within my chest. Placing my hand within the outreach palm I slowly and quietly make my way off the bed and out the door, following Theo's every step.
“Where are we going?” I ask, just above a whisper as he leads me out of the Syltherin common room into the hallway.
“Somewhere where no one can find us.” He explains looking back at me with a blush on his cheeks.