Chapter 227: Friends and Foes (1/2)
Chris woke up in the Hospital wing, surrounded by familiar faces.
”Ughhh. . . I gotta stop waking up like this,” Chris groaned.
”Yeah, but we won,” laughed Colin.
”Yep, you should have seen Umbridge's face,” Ginny said smirking. ”When you caught the Snitch, she looked so furious.”
”She was very happy when you broke your shoulder,” said Harry.
”Of course, she was,” Chris rolled her eyes. ”Well, where is Angelina? Is she happy?”
”They're celebrating in the common room,” said Hermione. ”We decided to stay till you wake up.”
”You weren't the only Quidditch star today,” Harry grinned.
”Wait, Ron?” Chris almost laughed remembering how she helped Ron to stop the second goal, unintentionally.
”He was carried around by others the last time I saw him,” Luna chuckled.
Chris laughed with others and noticed Jason sitting beside her bed silently.
”Hey!”
”Hi, how are you feeling?” Jason asked.
”Honestly? Great. But I hate I didn't get to see that look on Umbridge.”
Jason rolled his eyes.
”I think we will go,” Hermione said and looked meaningfully at Ginny.
”Right, Ron will be waiting for us,” Ginny said getting up. ”See you, Chris.”
”Wait, when can I leave? My shoulders feel alright,” Chris moved her shoulders a little to make sure.
”Madam Pomfrey said you can leave in two hours,” Colin said. ”You can join us after that.”
”I'm going to celebrate with the Gryffindors too,” Luna smiled. ”It's not every day your best friends win a match after this much problems.”
”Alright, I'll join you guys later,” Chris said and they left. Chris turned to Jason. ”So did you realize Hermione and Ginny intentionally left us alone?”
”You should leave Quidditch,” Jason said seriously.
”Wait, what?”
”I'm serious, Chris, it's just stupid,” Jason said. ”Every time someone is injured in this game. I don't see the point of it. I never did. This is not the first time you had to end up in the hospital wing, after playing Quidditch.”
”You don't see the point even after your father was a Quidditch player?” Chris asked raising her eyebrows.
”No, I don't,” Jason declared. ”I'm tired of seeing you in the hospital wing. You don't have to get hurt, you know.”
”Jason, I like to experience things and that's why I joined the Quidditch team,” Chris said a little impatiently. ”I can't just sit around because I'm afraid to get hurt.”
”Fine!” Jason threw up his hands in defeat. ”I was just trying to look out for you but I guess you don't need it.”
”Jason, I —” Chris softened her voice.
Jason got up, he looked hurt.
”And guess what? Theodore went home and you obviously have your Quidditch practices so no need to hang out on next Hogsmeade trip.”
And he stormed off.