Kyra took a deep breath as she tightly held onto her broom, her opponent infront of her. This was her chance to prove her wrong. To prove everyone wrong. For too long she'd been bullied for being the smart one. For too long she'd been bullied for being a muggleborn. But all that was about to change in this moment.

It was the Quidditch house cup finals and Kyra was determined to win for Gryfindoor and show all those who doubted her wrong. But one thing stood between her and victory: her bully Eliza.

Eliza was a Slytherin and a classic one at that. She came from a snobbish pureblood family, heirs of Slytherin infact, would bully those she deemed as "impure" and hated loosing. Her temper was short and firey and she was determined to win no matter the cost.

The two locked eyes mid game as they both had their eyes on the same prize: the Golden Snitch. Eliza was there first as she dived down to catch it. But Kyra wouldn't let her win that easily. She effortlessly swooped down and as she was infront of Eliza, time stood still.

Kyra could see the Snitch infront of her, taunting her with its shimmering coat and fluttering wings. Without a second thought, she lunged towards it but then disaster struck. Her determination bested her and her balance failed her as she tumbled to the ground, too fast for anyone to catch her. Eliza snorted as she watched her fall and gasps were heard from the crowd. But hope was not lost for she felt something in her hands.

Her head throbbing and body aching, she opened her hand to reveal the Snitch and the crowd went wild. "Gryfindoor wins the Quidditch House Cup!" The commentator roared. Kyra's teammates surrounded her and lifted her up the screaming and cheering of the adoring fans. Except not everyone was so adoring.

*

After the match, Kyra and some of her teammates were celebrating in the Gyrfindoor common room with butterbeers all around. For once, Kyra felt appreciated and liked and genuinely happy. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to last for long.

Whilst her and a group of girls were chatting and giggling, the door flew open. Everyone's eyes ran over to the door and they saw a very angry Eliza storming in, her wand drawn. "Where the fuck is she?!" Eliza yelled, fury in her eyes. "Where is that mudblood?!"  A shield of girls quickly ran in front of Kyra to protect her, hissing at Eliza.

Kyra sighed. "It's okay girls. She's just salty that I'm better than her at everything. At first it was classes, but now I've beaten her at the one thing she's good at" She rolled her eyes as she took a sip of butterbeer,  crossing one leg over the other as she sat in her chair.

Eliza growled, pushing aside the girls and pointed her wand right at Kyra, her teeth gritted. "Take that back you mudblood!"

Kyra pulled herself to her feet, a small smirk on her face. "Oh yeah? Or what?"

"Don't make me crucio you or I will! I'm an heir of Slytherin you know. I never let others get the best of me"

"You won't though, that's the thing. Face it Eliza, you're just a sad little girl who can't live up to her parent's expectations so bullies others to fill the hole in her heart and hide her own low self esteem. Isn't that right?" Eliza's face dropped and Kyra's smirk widened, knowing she was right.

"I...I...shut up! At least I can stay on a broom unlike you! At least my parents aren't filthy muggles! At least I have friends" Her confidence was slowly slipping though she desperately tried to hide it.

At this point, most of the other girls in the common room had awkwardly left, leaving the two girls to it. "I have friends thank you very much. Maybe not many but my friends stand up for me. They're not fake minions like yours. Just put the wand down Eliza. You may be able to fool everyone else but you can't fool me. I can tell that deep down, you're broken"

At this point, Eliza's hand was shaking and her tough exterior fading. She slowly withdrew her wand. "How...how do you know all this?"

"Well, my parents are both physciatrists so I kinda know how to read people" She informed her, not revealing the full truth, though Eliza could tell she was omitting something.

"Well people who are broken can spot other broken people you know. I can tell you're broken too, like me. Maybe not due to parental pressure but because of me. Because I bullied you" Eliza's voice softened and a hint of guilt leaked through.

Kyra nodded with a sigh as she hesitantly opened her arms. "We may both be broken but we're broken together" 

Eliza sniffed as she fell into Kyra's arms, a few tears trickling down her cheeks and soaking through Kyra's uniform. Kyra let out a small, soft chuckle. "Not so tough now are you?"

"Don't tell anyone about this" She mumbled into her chest.

Kyra chuckled. "On one condition. Kiss me"

Eliza nodded and pecked her cheek as Kyra pulled her to the chair, Eliza cuddling up on her lap peacefully.