Chapter Twenty-Six - Quidditch
The Great Hall was buzzing with excitement on the morning of the first Quidditch match of the year. Izabella sat at the Head table, watching the Slytherin team hurl insults at the Gryffindor table.
“Your house have horrible tactics.” Izabella said to Snape as he sat beside her, turning a blind eye to Malfoy as he attempted to jinx Angelina Johnson. McGonagall sniffed in annoyance and glared at Snape before rushing out of the Great Hall to take her place in the stands.
Izabella chuckled then pulled on her cloak and walked down to the pitch with Snape. The frost covered grass crunched beneath their feet and a cold wind blew the grey clouds across the sky. They climbed the steps up to the teacher's stand and took a seat on the front row. Izabella looked out across the pitch, smiling as she remembered her and Lily cheering for James in their final year at school.
Izabella jumped slightly as a voice came from behind her.
“Izabella, Severus.” came the drawling sound of Lucius Malfoy. “Mind if I sit with you?” he said, taking the seat beside Izabella without waiting for a reply. Izabella sighed quietly, turning to face the pitch.
“I take it you're supporting Slytherin?” Malfoy asked her.
“I'm supporting both teams actually.” said Izabella smiling sweetly and clapping as the teams came out onto the pitch. Malfoy raised an eyebrow at Snape over Izabella's head then turned as the balls were released and the game began.
Slytherin took the lead, causing a raucous chorus of 'Weasley Is Our King' and Izabella glanced at Harry as he circled the pitch.
Come on Harry, she thought to herself, willing him to catch the snitch and end the game as Ron let in another ball.
Suddenly Harry dived. Izabella sat up in her seat, perching on the edge of the chair as she clung to the front of the stands, watching Harry and Draco race after the snitch.
“Catch it Draco.” Lucius mumbled his eyes darting across the pitch as he watched the seekers. Harry's fingers closed over the tiny golden ball and the Gryffindor crowd errupted. Izabella smiled to herself and sat back in her seat, clapping gently.
Lucius cursed and leant back in his chair moodily. Snape sighed.
Izabella frowned as she looked down onto the grass. A group of people were struggling with each other, Izabella recognised Harry holding back George. Draco stood by the group, laughing openly and Izabella groaned.
Snape and Lucius had spotted the commotion and were watching intently. Suddenly, Harry and George were running at Malfoy and jumped on him, Harry's fist making contact with Draco's stomach. Izabella gasped and Lucius stood up, shouting furiously. Madam Hooch intervened and the players were sent back to the castle. McGonagall stood up and quickly made her way back up to the school, mumbling to herself.
The crowds slowly dispersed and Snape, Izabella and Lucius made their way down the stairs, Lucius ranting the whole way.
“We'll take you to see Draco.” Snape said, leading them back up to the castle. Izabella followed curiously and snorted when they headed to the Hospital Wing.
“Oh come on. They only punched him.” she said.
Snape gave her a dark look and she rolled her eyes as she followed Lucius into the Hospital Wing.
Draco was lying in bed, groaning whilst his father and Madam Pomfrey stood by his bed. Izabella sat on the empty bed opposite as Snape stood by Draco, asking him to describe what happened.
At that moment Umbridge strolled in, making her way over and looking down at Draco sympathetically.
“I am very sorry about this Mr Malfoy.” she said to Lucius. “I came to tell you that Potter and the Weasley boys will be punished very severly. I have, myself, given them a life time ban. So you can be assured that they will never play Quidditch again.”
Izabella shook her head.
“Don't you think that's a bit harsh Dolores?” she said coldly.
“No I don't.” she said, smiling falsely before turning and leaving the Hospital Wing. Izabella watched her leave, a look of contempt on her face.
“You may leave now Draco, you're fine.” Madam Pomfrey said, patting Draco on the shoulder then retreating to her office.
“I shall escort you back to the common room.” Snape said, as Draco slid off the bed and, still clutching his stomach, left the Hospital Wing after bidding farewell to his father.
“Care to show me out?” said Lucius, smiling at Izabella as they were left alone.
“I'm sure you know the way.” she said coldly.
“Please?” he said gently.
With a sigh, Izabella lead him out, stomping her feet childishly.
The corridors were empty and eerily silent. Izabella walked quickly ahead of Lucius until suddenly he grabbed her hand and pulled her round to face him. He kept hold of her hand, pulling her close towards him.
“Lucius stop this! What about Narcissa? What about your son?” Izabella demanded, pulling away from him.
“What about them?”
“You're married!”
“I know Izabella but-”
“But nothing. Look, I chose Sirius once and now I'm doing it again-” she stopped suddenly and turned away from him, cursing herself silently. He was quiet for a moment and when he spoke his voice was dark and dangerous.
“You're in contact with him?”
“No I don't know where he is.” she said hastily.
“If you do-”
“I don't! I just meant... When I find him. I will choose him. I will always choose him.” she explained with a shrug. He looked at her for a moment, his grey eyes looking into her brown ones.
“Fine.” he said coldly.
“Lucius,” she started gently but he held up a hand.
“I understand Izabella.” he said quietly. “I'll see you around.” Avoiding her eyes, he passed her and quickly made his way out of the castle. Izabella sighed as she watched him leave, his figure becoming smaller as he crossed the grounds and left the school.
Last edited by ThePureBloodPrincess; 05-08-2011 at 10:28 PM.
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