After a tedious and headache-giving few weeks it was finally the weekend and morning of Quidditch tryouts for the Gryffindor team. I slipped my light blue Beauxbatons Quidditch tunic over my black hoodie and white leggings. I laced up my boots, pulled my Light blond hair into a high ponytail and tied a blue bow in my hair. Walking out the door of the dorm I grabbed my broom. I met Lily and Marlene in the common room and we walked to the great hall to grab something to eat before going out to the Quidditch Pitch. We sat down by the boys and I realised that James and Sirius were in Gryffindor quidditch gear. Henri took his usual spot under the table and I sat down grabbing an apple. James and Sirius stared at me and Remus and Peter looked at me with a confused look.

"What..?" I asked wondering if they did something to the apple I had just bit into.

"YOU PLAY QUIDDITCH!?" They blurted together.

"Yeah..."

"But you're a girl." Peter stated.

"You're telling me that you don't have girls on your quidditch team?"

"The Snakes have a girl seeker but the other girls don't have any interest." Sirius answered

"Well to hell with that! I'm going out to the pitch for a practice." I stood up and looked at Lily and Marlene. "You wanna come?" The stood up and nodded.

The cool September air fet amazing as I walked out to the pitch. Lily and Henry took a seat on the bleachers and Marleen followed me out to the gear shed. She grabbed a spare broom and two beaters bats and I drug the case holding the bludgers onto the middle of the field. Marleen tossed me a beater's bat and i unleashed the bludgers. We mounted our brooms and flew into the sky. Marls and I hit the bludgers back and forth until it was 5 minutes until tryouts. We wrestled the bludgers into the case and marleen put her borrowed items back. I put my borrowed bat back and joined marls and lils on the bleacher with henri running to greet me.

The remaining members of the quidditch team from the previous year walked out on the field and directed everyone auditioning to line up on the pitch. The team was short 3 members.

I presented myself on the field and got a scowl from another student that was auditioning.

"What?" I spat at him.

"A girl can't possibly be on the GRYFFINDOR quidditch team!"

I sent the boy a dirty look and a deep voice yelled over in our direction.

"Oi Parkison, you don't speak to a lady like that! Did your mother not teach you manners?" I looked around and found that the voice belonged to Sirius. James joined in.

"Yeah, Just because she's a girl doesn't mean she cant play."

"Yeah!" Sirius agreed.

And with that we started tryouts. The team needed a beater, a chaser, and a seeker.

The team captain, Dexter Carlin, stepped up and observed us.

"Seekers, step forward." 4 boys stepped forward. Dexter pulled out a shiny gold ball. He explained that it was more efficient than "Having a bunch of idiots looking blindly for a flying ball for hours and threw it at the first person and it hit him in between the eyes. "Nope" Dexter stated and motioned for him to leave. This happened until he got to the last person who caught it centimeters from his face.

"Well done." He smiled and motioned for him to take a seat and wait.

"Chasers." Everyone but me and 'Parkinson' stepped forward. I didn't bother to watch the chasers and busied myself by picking at my nail polish. Someone coughed and brought me to refocus on my surroundings.

"Welcome back,love." Sirius smiled patting my shoulder. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks.

"What did i miss?" I asked sheepishly.

"Parkison just took his turn with our extra beater's bat. Now It's your turn."

"Okay so what do you want me to do?" I asked as I was handed the bat.

"Parkinson was a half arse beater so Carlin thinks you have a more than likely shot at being on the team. He wants to see how you work with our team but until someone gathers the Ravenclaws for a scrimmage he wants the beaters to get a few practice swings in."

"So who's the other beater?" I asked

"You Are looking at him." I blinked a few times and looked him up and down.

"You're the other beater?"

"Yep!"

"But your face doesn't look like it's been smashed in."

"To be fair love, neither does yours." He winked and walked over to where James was standing. I stood there stunned. Wait.... Did he just call me cute?

"BLACK!!!"