By the way some of the quidditch characters are made up because for some reason finding info on the Slytherin team is very complicated.

"Honestly Mione, I don't get what's wrong." Ron said, glaring at her cat, CrookShanks. "Nothing, nothing at all Ron. I'm just studying." She huffed. "Whatever." He muttered, leaving the Gryffindor common room. He made his way down the spiraling staircase and to the Ravenclaw common room. He opened the door, greeted with almost no people, of course, they were probably at the library. He made his way to a corner where Moon sat, flipping through a book. "Hi Ron." She greeted, bookmarking and closing the large book. It read, Thirteen year old Girls and their mindset. He pointed curiously. "Moon you aren't even thirteen. You're eleven!"

"Yes well, well..Hermione has been acting off and I want to know why." Moon explained, picking up two smaller books which were titled Why is my thirteen year old acting weird? And Is it Jealousy? Is it just a phase? Moon sighed. "So far I have no idea why she is being so stand off ish." He shrugged. "I guess maybe cuz I'm always mad at CrookShanks?" He suggested. "I guess so. But I swear she got even more mad very recently." She sighed. "Honestly Moon, I've been thinking the same thing. And so has Harry." He informed her. "Well, is there something you want to do?" She asked, putting the books in her bag and standing up. "Well Harry has got Quidditch practice. Wanna come watch with me?"

She smiled. "Sure Ron! Just us? Anyone else?" She asked. He shrugged and his face flushed a little. "I thought maybe we should give Hermione some alone time." He muttered. "Good idea. I'm gonna get a coat, I'll meet you in the bleachers!" She rushed into the girls' dorms. "Okay bye." He said, practically to himself, as he turned and walked out.

-POV switch-

"Wren!" It was Theodore. "Hello Theo, what's up?" She asked. "Are you actually tutoring Draco? Can you..tutor me in Potions too? I really need it." He told her, staring at the floor. She sighed. "What's in it for me?" She asked. His eye lit up. "I'm great at History of Magic, I know you hate it, I'll do your essays and stuff!" He offered desperately. She smirked. "Sure Theo. Meet Draco and I in the potions room Monday though Thursday at 3:00-4:30." He smiled. "Thanks Wren!" He then dashed off. She smirked. Boys are idiots. Funny, but idiots. She thought as she made her way to Quidditch practice. Finally the Slytherin team had gotten actual authorization to be on the fields today. Usually Marcus Flint faked it so they could take the field from Gryffindor.

Wren was completely aware that she was the smallest member of the Slytherin team. Draco was second smallest and they both looked like ants compared to the giants Flint let on the team. But she wielded quite the swing and had impeccable aim and hit someone with a bludger every game. Draco wasn't the best seeker she'd admit, but he was working on it. The other teammates were big and rough, and likely because she was a girl, treated her like shit. She entered the code into her locked and pulled out her Quidditch items. A 2001 broomstick which Malfoy had bought for her when she joined, her pair of tough beater gloves, along with of course her beater bat.

Oh and her Quidditch robes. She entered the girls bathroom with them and got in her own stall, quickly undressing and covering herself with the robes. She then exited the bathroom and met up with the rest of the team. They walked onto the field only to see Oliver Wood and his team. The two teams approached and Wren sighed. Of course. "Wood! The fields are ours!" Flint snapped. "Is that so? Professor McGonagal gave us permission to have the fields." Oliver retorted. "Well Snape gave us permission!" "That's not really fair." Fred Weasley pointed out. "Yeah! Snape would give his daughter permission any day." George agreed. "Well he did so it's ours!" Flint huffed.

The other beater, Goyle, flexed his muscles threateningly. "Oh shove it." Katie Bell told him. One of their chasers, Herm dancer, looked back at Wren. He looked her up and down and up again before winking. "Go fuck yourself." She hissed. Draco turned to her and raised an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes. "I know! Let's have a beater battle to settle this. After all, beaters are the strongest members right? We should do a fitness test." Alicia Spinnet suggested. Fred and George sent each other smirks. The two weren't the biggest, but that's not the point. The point was Wren was small.

"Sure." Flint shrugged, only considering Goyle. Wren huffed. If those dim witted bitches thought they'd beat her in a strength contest let's hope they're ready to run head over heals. She hid her confidence as if to look scared but she had a feeling this would be relatively easy. First was a arm wrestle. Wren lost to both twins but Goyle beat Fred and lost to George. Not good. But next was pull ups. Wren won, she got 80, the twins both stopped at 30 and Goyle barely managed 16. "Aye she's pretty good." Fred noted. "Compared to her size? Totally." George nodded. She rolled up her sleeves. "So which of you want to get hit first?"

-POV switch-

Ron and Moon were sitting in the bleachers together, eating candy from Hogsmeade. They had no idea a strength competition was going on, or that Ron's brothers were possibly going to get the beating of their life. Because they were talking. The best conversation either had ever had. It flowed like water and there wasn't a boring or silent moment. "This is the best conversation I've ever had Moon. You're such a good talker! I swear we're interested in all the same things!" He said, smiling wide. "I know! I didn't know you liked Wings of Water* until now." She replied happily. "And we ship the same dragons too." He nodded enthusiastically. "Yes!" She laughed.

"Tsu and Tide, Skai and Rubee, Glorify and Deathy, and so many more!" She exclaimed.  He grinned. "I'm glad we agree on Frost not being a bad character." He added. "I know! Like sure he's got trauma but that doesn't mean he shouldn't be with Eclipse! They're so cute together!" She hadn't noticed how close the two were sitting, so happy in each other's presence. "And Kibble can go die." He growled. "Yeah!!! Useless Moron!" He smiled and she blushed ever so slightly. He neared his face to hers. "Hey! RON!"

Haha losers that's the end of the chapter. Also
*yes it was a reference to Wings of Fire.