Ok this is my first Harry Potter fanfic. Im not really sure who Callie is supposed to be in my mind… so I guess for now, use your imagination! Lol! Please R&R! All feedback is appreciated.

Ok so lets start with a little background on me. My name is Callie, and this is my fourth year at Hogwarts. My parents are both purebloods, but that doesn't matter to me. I am part of the Slytherin house and I really do like it here. My favorite teacher is Professor Snape and I'm really good at quidditch, but that's beside the point.

Right now the sky looks like it's falling. The rain is pouring down so hard you can barely see two steps ahead of you. I'm sitting in the great hall a little ways away from the others, enjoying what's left of my dessert. The trick ceiling is very cloudy and looks almost like IT will start raining on us as well. I can't see quidditch practice happening, so I don't really have a reason to rush.

Ugh, that creep Draco is staring at me again. I honestly don't get it with him… I have left well enough alone, but it seems he's taken a fascination in me. Hopefully someone slipped him a love potion in good fun and it will all be over soon enough. I mean, of ALL the people… Ick.

"Callie!" someone barked from behind me, "Why aren't you out on the quidditch field?"

"We can't SERIOUSLY be having it today, can we? You can barely see two feet in front of you!"

"Training goes on in all weather, that's what makes you a better seeker!"

Have I mentioned I'm a seeker yet? Guess not. When Draco left the team, they held tryouts, and I got the spot! I was happy, until I realized Lucinda, the one who was just yelling at me, it's incredibly hard-core. Breaks are not an option in her book, unless you want to lose.

"Ok, ok, I'm coming. Let me just grab my robes." I hurried off in the opposite direction, making sure to avoid anyone I could. "Slydnebark," I whispered, and the portrait flew open.

I finally made it down to the field. The rest of the team was already there, and from what I could see, they were soaked to the skin. I could already feel the cold seeping in through the fabric in my robes, making me shiver.

"Finally, you've made it. Just in time, to. Your team here was starting to think about feeding you to the Whomping Willow!" Lucinda laughed, and then took on a more serious tone. "I want ten laps around the field, high speeds and NO stops! Do you understand? No GO GO GO!"

We were off in no time. I was determined to beat everyone this time. I only have a Cleansweep Two, but it does its job well enough. Maybe even better than those Nimbuses and the Firebolt! I was on my third lap, a little ways ahead of everyone else when I noticed Draco in the stands. It was POURING rain and he was still sitting there, staring at me. Could he GET any creepier? The moment I noticed him, my attention was diverted from what I was doing and I didn't notice the turn right in front of me. I quickly tried to veer away from it, but it was to late. I was heading towards the stands, out of control, and there was nothing I could do…

Ok I tried. Any suggestions? Hope you liked it!

Max~~