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They had lost. Again. And there was really no one else to blame but himself. Flynn had been quiet after the game, silently slipping away and taking himself to the Hospital Wing. Now all the adrenaline was wearing off those two bludger hits were really starting to hurt, especially the one he had taken right to his side. But even the pain wasn't really enough to distract him from the ache in his chest, the knowledge that he had tried his best and it still wasn't good enough. Bloody Blake Irons had caught the snitch and Slytherin had beaten Gryffindor once more.
But Flynn was feeling too disappointed to even form words as he lay there on his back in one of the beds staring up at the ceiling in silence. But then he couldn't even take it anymore, lifting his head up off the pillow, only to reach behind him and grab it off the bed and press it down onto his face with both hands. And then, with all his might, the only thing he could manage was to scream right into that pillow as if it was going to help get rid of some of the frustration, and he didn't care if he was disturbing anyone else, either.
But Flynn was feeling too disappointed to even form words as he lay there on his back in one of the beds staring up at the ceiling in silence. But then he couldn't even take it anymore, lifting his head up off the pillow, only to reach behind him and grab it off the bed and press it down onto his face with both hands. And then, with all his might, the only thing he could manage was to scream right into that pillow as if it was going to help get rid of some of the frustration, and he didn't care if he was disturbing anyone else, either.