"Alright, to the ground," Montague snapped, and we flew down. When my feet hit the ground, I dropped the broom and switched Hydra to my right arm so she stopped hurting my left even more.

 "That was weak," glared Montague.

 "I was truly only impressed with five out of fourteen of you," Draco said coldly.

 "Crabbe," snapped Montague.

 "Yes?" he gulped.

 "Very nice shot at Riddle," he smirked and Crabbe smiled sheepishly.

 "Thank you," he said and I glared at him.

 "Zabini, are you aware a girl beat you?" Draco sneered and I stood up straighter in defense mode.

 "I am," Blaise nodded.

 "How pathetic," Draco spat.

 "Riddle," Montague sneered, and I didn't say a word.

 "Getting hit with a Bludger? You were that careless?" he snapped, and I bit my tongue. Montague walked over and shoved my arm, making the tears fall. But I sure as fuck stayed silent. Hydra hissed menacingly at him and I felt her tighten around my arm.

 "Whoa, dude!" Blaise said, outraged.

 "Hey, quiet!" Draco snapped, but his worried eyes were on me.

 "Did that hurt, Riddle?" Montague smirked, and then he brought his hand up, brushing the scar Umbridge left.

 "That's right Riddle, you will obey," he said lowly, his face centimeters from mine. I narrowed my eyes but didn't say a word.

 "You know why?" he whispered and I shook my head.

 "I own you while you're on this field," he said, pulling his hand away from my cheek and the boys on the team grinned wickedly.

 "Hey Riddle, can I own you for the night? Huh, will you obey me?" Warrington called out and everyone laughed. I took out my wand and waved it over my arm, healing it instantly. With as much dignity as I could muster, I raised my chin up high and smirked coldly.

 "Don't you wish?" I sneered, but I felt humiliated. Montague didn't back out of my personal space and he chuckled darkly.

 "Those snide remarks and little magic tricks won't earn you respect out here," he said and then pushed me back, walking back over to Draco.

 "Want me to bite him?" Hydra hissed, and I just held my head up high, not answering.

 "Okay, next team you're up," Montague said, and the two other teams went up. I watched, but didn't really pay too much attention.

 "Leah, that was so out of line," Blaise said.

I stayed quiet, jaw clenched and eyes on the try outs.

 ***

  "Well, you lot really weren't that great," Montague said after try outs were over.

 "I'll be posting results tomorrow at this same time. Don't get your hopes up," he sneered and we all scattered in different directions. Draco walked over to me, looking concerned, but I ignored him, walking back up to the castle. When a few of the guys who tried out passed me, they snickered and winked. I glared at them fiercely, my eyes glowing red. Their smiles faded and they walked off.

 "Leah..." Draco sighed and I gave him the same glare.

 "I was completely humiliated!" I whispered sharply at him, my voice on the verge of breaking.

 "I'm sorry," he said pleadingly, and I just ignored him, pushing the doors open. Ariana smirked as we passed her, but I just went into the common room.

 "How'd it go?" Pansy asked excitedly and a group of the Quidditch playing wanna-be's glanced over, smirking.

 "Do not make me hex you!" I snapped at them and they grew silently instantly.

 "Did you suck?" Pansy asked gently.

 "No, she was brilliant," Draco sighed. 

 "Then what happened?" she asked with a frown and I relayed tonight's events angrily.

  "Are you kidding me, Draco?" she asked angrily, and Draco sighed.

 "I didn't do anything!" he defended.

 "Exactly, you let her be completely humiliated and didn't stand up for her!" Pansy ranted.

 "We have to be tough on the team," Draco said firmly.

 "You know what, you do have to Draco, but that was extremely disrespectful to her!" Pansy snarled.

"It was sexist, that's what it was," Blaise joined the group and Draco groaned.

 "Whatever, it's fine," I snapped.

 "I'm really sorry," Draco said, taking my hand. 

"Fine. I'm going to see Pomfrey for a pain potion. Yanno, for the shoulder I dislocated." 

***

Saturday

 Dear Mikey,

 Well, I made the Quidditch team. I'm not sure if that's good or bad because I'm the only girl that even tried out, and these guys are brutal. I want to show them that I can handle it though. To fill you in, Crabbe and Goyle are the beaters, Captain Montague is a chaser, so am I, and so is Adrian Pucey. Draco is still the seeker, and Bletchley is the keeper. We have a great team, I'll admit. I have a lot of stuff to do though because I've been "resting" the past few days. I've got to go murder Riley, form my defense class, and plan this party. Great. I'll fill you in about try outs on Halloween, and did I tell you Claire was back? I have to go meet up with her later about the party. Apparently Dennis can't continue planning and they want Claire to take his spot...brilliant. I cannot wait to see you, though! Write back, moron.

                                    The one and only

                                              Leah.

I didn't bother writing a letter to mom, there was no point, but I sent the letter out to Mikey and watched Alisana soar away. Draco was standing next to me by the Black Lake and I linked my arm through his.

 "Mom is going to kill me when she finds out I tried out for Quidditch," I smirked.

 "Probably," he chuckled. My mark started to burn and Hydra hissed at me just as it did. 

 "I've got to go, duty calls," I said. Draco nodded and kissed my cheek before I ran up to the castle and into Severus's office to use his fireplace.  I arrived at the Malfoy's and saw Lucius sitting on the couch, oblivious to me. I walked up behind him and attacked him with a hug. He jumped but saw my familiar rings and then relaxed.

 "And why are you hugging me?" he asked in amusement.

 "Thank you for the broom," I smiled and let go of him. He turned around and smiled back.

 "I assume you made the team?" he asked and I nodded.

 "Of course," I laughed.

 "My Lady," the Carrow's bowed, walking in. I nodded to them, and then father came in behind them.

 "Before you say anything...I made the Quidditch team," I smiled and he frowned at me.

 "I told you not to try out!" he said.

 "I know, but I wanted to," I shrugged. He glared at me and I smiled brightly.

 "So, can we get this over with?" I asked and Wormtail brought out a bound Riley. My eyes flared red and I glared at him.

 "I'm not even going to bother with teasing, you aren't worth my time," I rolled my eyes. I pulled out my wand and pointed it at him.

 "Avada Kedavra!" I said, and he fell limp.

 "Fun," I said deadpanned and father just smirked.

 "Now, Leah, we need to talk," father said sternly and I followed him into Lucius's study. Before we entered the room, I saw Celeste walk into my mom's old room and I scowled at her.

 "Leah, sit," father ordered and I obeyed.

 "The scar on your back is exactly like Potter's, only no one died to save you. Apparently, you and I are connected through your scar, which leads me to believe it is more than just a scar. However, that means it would have to be the same ordeal with Potter, only as far as I am aware, he is not connected to me. I believe that when I saved you, it moved something deep within the little soul I still possess," he said and I stared at him blankly.

 "Potter's scar was caused because of the spells rebound and the fact his mother created a love shield. Yours, however, was cause because the spell was cast by me, which created a love shield around you. That scar holds my love and soul within you," father said carefully.

 "Okay...I don't think I'm following you," I frowned.

 "Let me try and explain this better," father sighed.

 "Do you know what a horcrux is?" he asked seriously and I frowned.

 "No I don't think so," I shook my head.

 "A horcrux is a dark piece of magic that only excellent dark wizards can pull off. It is where a wizard rips his or her soul apart and places it into a living or non-living object so that they can seemingly live forever. Their body may be destroyed, but their soul remains in-tact. A soul is ripped apart my committing murder, something the both of us have done. I believe that either almost killing you, or the fact that you've killed has brought this upon you," he said thoughtfully.

 "Wait, so are you saying..." I trailed off with wide eyes.

 "Yes, you are one of my horcruxes," he nodded solemnly.

***

-Shay