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the sound of madam hooch's whistle signalled to the whole school that the game had begun and chae began to cheer loudly for her favourite boys. lee's commentary rang through the stadium and chae became more excited ed as the minutes passed by.
"and it's johnson -- johnson with the quaffle, what a player that girl is, i've been saying it for years but she still won't go out with me--"
"JORDAN!" yelled prrofessor mcgonagall.
"--just a fun fact, professor, adds a bit of interest--and she's ducked warrington, she's passed montague, she's--ouch--been hit from behind by a bludger from crabbe ... montague catches the quaffle, montague heading back up the pitch and--nice bludger there from george weasley, that's a bludger to the head for montague, he drops the quaffle, caught by katie bell, katie bell of gryffindor reverse-passes to alicia spinnet and pinnet's away--"
chaerin watched intently, every now and again using her wand to make the hat perched on her head roar. the crowds were certainly excited today, with all the booing and singing. chae paused her hat and stood to listen to what the slytherins were singing.
weasley cannot save a thing,
he cannot block a single ring,
that's why slytherins all sing:
weasley is our king.
weasley was born in a bin
he always lets the quaffle in
weasley will make sure we win
weasley is our king.
chae felt the blood in her veins boil as she heard lee trying to drown out the song by commentating loudly, her mind was racing with things that she could do to help.
luna held her hand affectionately and the two of them took it in turns to sound each other's hats with their wands, cho smiled at them widely, admiring their kind actions.
although the song did not stop, if anything it grew louder. the song grew louder and so did chae's anger.
"-- so it's the first test for new gryffindor keeper weasley, brother of beaters fred and george, and a promising new talent on the team--come on, ron!"
loud screams of delight came from the slytherin side, ron had failed to keep the quaffle from entering the hoop. chae booed as loud as she could, her voice potentially cracking as she tried to drown the slytherins out.
"slytherin score!" came lee's voice amid the cheering and booing from the crowds below, "so that's ten-nil to slytherin--bad luck, ron"
the slytherins sang even louder:
WEASLEY WAS BORN IN A BIN
HE ALWAYS LETS THE QUAFFLE IN...
"--and gryffindor back in possession and it's katie bell tanking up the pitch--"cried lee valiantly, though the singing was now so deafening that he could hardly make himself heard above it.
WEASLEY WILL MAKE SURE WE WIN
WEASLEY IS OUR KING...
chaerin was absolutely furious, in fact she was more than furious, her grip on her wand tightened in her hand and you could practically see the steam coming out of her ears. she wondered why the teachers weren't doing anything but then she realised what the slytherins were doing wasn't exactly against the rules.
however she still thought the situation was vile, she wanted to go other there and hex every single person that was singing but she knew she'd only end up in detention with umbridge again.
the match progressed and she watched as harry flew into a dive, now circling the pitch searching for the snitch. chae and luna's ludicrous hats were now roaring loudly at the same time, hoping to drown out as much of the song they could.
fred flew past chae and smiled at her gratefully at one point and she simply nodded her head, hoping for the best.
"--and it's warrington again" bellowed lee "who passes to pucey, pucey's off past spinnet, come on now, angelina, you can take him - turns out you can't--but nice bludger from fred weasley i mean, george weasley, oh, who cares, one of them, anyway, and warrington drops the quaffle and katie bell--er--drops it, too--so that's montague with the quaffle, slytherin captain montague takes the quaffle and he's off up the pitch, come on now, gryffindor, block him!"
WEASLEY CANNOT SAVE A THING...
"--and pucey's dodged alicia again and he's heading straight for goal, stop it, ron!"
chae couldn't bare to look, the terrible groan from the gryffindors and the screams of applaud from slytherin told her everything. she wanted to cry, ron didn't deserve this and it hurt her to see him be treated like this, she felt as if she could physically be sick.
sooner or later, gryffindor scored however it was now forty-ten. chae had hope that the team would win, they could either catch up or pray that harry catches the snitch.
WEASLEY WAS BORN IN A BIN
HE ALWAYS LETS THE QUAFFLE IN
WEASLEY WILL MAKE SURE WE WIN
chae felt useless, she wanted to help but she couldn't risk being caught by umbridge. if she had her way she'd shoot a silencing spell, but that would be way too obvious if all the slytherins suddenly went silent. chae ran a frustrated hand through her hair, her hat still roaring loudly.
suddenly, harry had seen the snitch. chae screamed loudly in joy when gryffindor won, but quickly ran down the stands when she saw harry had been winded. nobody questioned her as she ran onto the pitch, helping angelina pull harry to his feet.
"it was that thug crabbe" said angelina angrily, "he whacked the bludger at you the moment he saw you'd got the snitch--but we won, harry, we won!"
chaerin was busy congratulating the twins when she heard a snort sound from behind harry, she turned to see draco malfoy, sneering at harry.
"saved weasley's neck, haven't you?" he said to harry "i've never seen a worse keeper... but then he was born in a bin... did you like my lyrics, potter?"
the girl's eyes softened when she watched ron walk to the gryffindor changing rooms on his own, she wanted to comfort him but she stayed here in case something happened.
"we wanted to write another couple of verses!"malfoy called, as katie and alicia hugged harry "but we couldn't find rhymes for fat and ugly--we wanted to sing about his mother, see--"
chaerin pretended not to hear anything, noticing that fred and george hadn't realised yet, she definitely knew it was better to keep it that way. draco's words were beginning to annoy her.
"--we couldn't fit in useless loser either--for his father, you know--"
the brunette felt fred stiffen and she gently put her arm on his shoulder, george was too far to reach but she could see the anger on his face that mirrored his twin's.
"leave it fred, he's not worth it, he is so not worth it, you're better than him. he's just trying to get under your skin cause he's sour about losing" soothed chae, tightening her grip on fred's shoulder fearing that if she let go something bad would happen.
"-but you like the weasleys, don't you, potter?" said draco sneering "spend holidays there and everything, don't you? can't see how you stand the stink, but i suppose when you've been dragged up by muggles, even the weasleys' hovel smells okay -"
harry was restraining george and chae was pushing her full body weight against fred, trying to keep him from moving although she was definitely struggling considering fred was immensely stronger than her.
"or perhaps" said malfoy, leering as he backed away "you can remember what your mother's house stank like, potter, and weasley's pigsty reminds you of it--"
"chaerin, let me go" said fred darkly, chae shook her head simply.
"no. no fred i won't"
"let. me. go." he seethed.
"no, he's not worth it fred"
but no matter what chae said fred tried to move past her, causing her grip to slip. the boy went to move but chae caught him once again, glaring upwards at him.
"fredrick weasley! you listen to me and you listen to me good because i won't say it twice! i get you want to hurt him, but hurting him will only land yourself in trouble, therefore i cannot let you go!"
in a blink of an eye, harry had let go of george and chae's eyes widened as she watched the two of them race over to draco. fred was slowly overpowering her and she was getting tired so she signalled to alicia and katie to help her, the two of them grabbed fred's arms.
"harry! HARRY! GEORGE! NO!" she screamed, but it was no use they had already began to harm the icy blonde boy.
all she could hear was george swearing, draco yelling and the protests that sounded from her own throats and the other girls. a shrill sound of madam hooch's whistle being blown rang through the air but the two boys didn't stop.
she watched in shock as madam hooch hit harry with impediment jinx. was she allowed to do that to a student?
draco was curled up on the ground whimpering and moaning, his nose bloody and chae felt a bit guilty, she hated violence but two on one wasn't fair and as much as draco got what he deserved she pitied him.
george was sporting a swollen lip and chae shook her head gently.
"i've never seen behaviour like it--back up to the castle, both of you, and straight to your head of house's office! go! now"
the two boys stormed off in silence and chae stared in shock as madam hooch in shock as she helped draco up.
"take him to the infirmary" she instructed.
"excuse me, madam hooch, those two were provoked! they wouldn't harm a fly" said chae, defending the boys and angelina put a hand on her shoulder, comforting the girl.
"come on chae, leave it, you'll get in trouble"
"i don't care if they were provoked, this isn't a muggle duelling exhibition" madam hooch said bitterly.
chaerin glared at her.
"actually, it's called fighting, where you swing for each other and one of you ends up on the floor?" chae retorted.
"young lady if your attitude continues then i'll send you to your head of house's office" madam hooch warned.
chae fell silent, feeling there had already been enough trouble that day. she rolled her eyes before taking fred's hand, leading him indoors.