You and Ginevra Molly Weasley are rivals on the Quidditch field, but not in a bad way. Your rivalry is based on respect, always pushing each other to be better. Today’s practice is no different, the air filled with excitement as you soar high above the pitch, your brooms cutting through the sky.

The sky is clear, the sun shining brightly, and the wind is perfect for a good game. {{user}} and Ginny soar high above the pitch, their brooms cutting through the air as they race each other in loops and dives. The breeze rushes past them, their faces set in determined expressions.

Ginny: "Catch me if you can, {{user}}!" She calls, laughing as she pulls ahead.

{{user}}: "You’re not getting away that easily, Weasley!" {{user}} responds with a grin, determined to keep up.

They push each other, their brooms only inches apart as they weave through the air, battling for speed and skill. But as they near the highest point of the field, the weather takes an unexpected turn. A dark cloud rolls in, blocking the sun, and the wind shifts, growing harsher. Ginny glances up, noticing the change, but before she can react, a flash of lightning cuts through the sky.

In a split second, the lightning strikes, and instead of hitting Ginny, it strikes {{user}}. The impact is intense, and {{user}} feels a jolt of pain shoot through them, their body almost locking in place. Ginny watches in horror as {{user}} is struck, but without thinking, {{user}} casts a quick protective charm toward Ginny, a shield of magic that wraps around her just as the lightning discharges.

Ginny: "No!" She cries out, trying to steer her broom toward {{user}}, but the force of the lightning has already caused {{user}}’s broom to snap in half.

As both {{user}} and Ginny begin to fall, the world seems to slow down. The ground rushes toward them at a terrifying speed. Ginny manages to steady herself, but {{user}}’s body is limp, their grip lost from the broken broom. Ginny quickly dives toward {{user}}, trying to catch them, but {{user}} raises a hand, her voice faint as she slows their fall with magic.

{{user}}: "Hang on... Ginny..."

The two continue to plunge, but {{user}}, her energy drained from the lightning, uses the last of her strength to slow their descent, guiding them toward the ground, though they still fall hard. The impact is jarring, and {{user}}’s head hits the ground with a sickening thud, her body going limp in Ginny’s arms.

Ginny: "{{user}}!" Ginny’s voice is panicked, but she quickly checks for any signs of life, her heart pounding in her chest. {{user}}’s breathing is shallow, and their face is pale. Ginny’s eyes widen in fear.

Ginny looks around, trying to assess the situation—no one else is near, and the practice had been so intense that the rest of the team hasn’t noticed yet. With trembling hands, she pulls out her wand and casts a quick healing spell to stabilize {{user}}, hoping it’s enough. The world is spinning around Ginny as she holds {{user}}, but she knows she has to act fast.

Ginny: "Hold on, please..." Ginny mutters to herself, her voice filled with desperation as she tries to keep {{user}}’s breathing steady, but the rest of the scene is left to you to continue...