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Chapter 5, part 2
I looked into the room. Who would be screaming for someone called Penny? “Hello?” Arora called into the room and Madam Pomfrey appeared carrying a sort of doll in her arms. “Hold on dear!” she said and went to a bed that was sectioned off from the rest and I just stood there doing nothing. I couldn’t move, that’s for sure. Though I didn’t have to wait for too long, all the noise that was coming from behind the sectioning curtain had subsided and Madam Comfrey emerged from behind it. “Yes, what is it?” “I...tripped....and I think I sprained my ankle.” Madam Pomfrey looked at me for a second and then she levitated me to a bed. I crossed my arms. I hated being levitated by any one but me but I wanted to get back onto the pitch soon so I put up with it. “Now let’s see...” She touched my ankle and pain shot through my leg to my knee and I winced. Madam Pomfrey looked up at just the right moment and then pulled out her wand, she tapped it lightly onto my ankle and I felt the pain go away. “There you go dear!” she said and got to her feet again. “Madam Pomfrey?” “Yes?” “Who....who’s behind the curtain?” I knew that I probably shouldn’t ask and just go to the practice match but I couldn’t, I just needed to know.
Madam Pomfrey pursed her lips. “ Come with me.” She said suddenly to me and I got up on my perfectly fixed ankle and walked towards the curtain. Madam Pomfrey pulled the curtain back and behind it was a girl. When she saw me she snuggled up in her bed and hid beneath the covers. “It’s okay...” Madam Pomfrey cooed with surprising compassion and motioned for me to come closer, so I did. “She not nice!” the little girl said. She looked like she was about eleven and yet she spoke like a five year old. “Maybe you can help me,” Madam Pomfrey said quietly to me. “I don’t quite know what did this and how I can cure it...and why I can’t seem to. When Sam brought her in....” Sam? As in the Welsh dude that she was friends with? He brought this kid in? “Arora?” “Huh? What? Sorry?” “Just keep a look out for me okay?” I nodded slightly while the eleven year old played peek-a-boo from behind the sheets. “Okay.” I said more confidently. This girl needed to have her life back and I was going to have to help the healer do that. Walking out of the hospital wing was sort of difficult and a relief at the same time, I wanted to stay and help the girl but I wanted to unload on the sky too.
I walked down the way I had come and went to the Quidditch pitch. I could see Sam flying higher than the walls of the pitch and speeding through the players and bludgers. That boy is skilled. It’s true, he really is but I could take him on...I think. Going down to the locker room I went to get my broom again from the shed, being more careful this time. I was so stupid to have half-ran down that slope with all those tree roots sticking out all over the place. I picked up my Nimbus carefully and went down to the pitch signalling to Angela Johnson, my captain, that I was back. She called a time out and pulled me in as a reserve for the game letting Katie rest a little bit. I pushed off from the ground and rose up to the other chasers height and hovered there while Angelina got back up and Madam Hooch blew the whistle. Now it was time to fight. Sam flew passes me and was hot on his tail. I swooped under him and punched the quaffle out of his hands and grab it. I passes quickly as Sam tried to tackle me and I dodged it quickly there was no time to waste. I flew towards the front and Alicia threw the quaffle to me but....it slipped. I raced towards the ground my hair flowing behind me and suddenly- |