Greta this, Greta that, Greta, Greta, Greta. He'd been so engrossed in his sister's presence, which to him was so out-of-place after four years of keeping the magical world all to himself, that he didn't notice the bludger enter the stands until the screams around him signaled that something was wrong. He frantically glanced around until he found the source of the screams: a number of rows down a bludger had entered one of the private boxes, causing a panic in the surrounding boxes. Cameron immediately wrapped an arm around his sister's shoulders and pulled her tight against his side, gripping he like he was afraid the railings would suddenly disappear in front of them.
Moony's sister was the most vocal of all, crying that they needed to help. He wasn't sure what they could do; they could go around saving each other—he glanced backwards at Sloane to make sure she was okay—but they were still just students. None of them were healers or aurors trained to help people in distress. Merlin, he hoped everyone would be okay.
"It's one of the bludgers," he said, voice raised, to Greta in the midst of the panic. This was why he didn't want her playing quidditch. This is why he wasn't a beater. The game came to a sudden pause on the pitch, with the announcer shortly after making the dreaded announcement: the game was paused until further notice.
Moony's sister was the most vocal of all, crying that they needed to help. He wasn't sure what they could do; they could go around saving each other—he glanced backwards at Sloane to make sure she was okay—but they were still just students. None of them were healers or aurors trained to help people in distress. Merlin, he hoped everyone would be okay.
"It's one of the bludgers," he said, voice raised, to Greta in the midst of the panic. This was why he didn't want her playing quidditch. This is why he wasn't a beater. The game came to a sudden pause on the pitch, with the announcer shortly after making the dreaded announcement: the game was paused until further notice.
