So i've decided to combine two of my favourite things... Harry Potter AU's and Mitchsen... again.


Beca sighed happily as she took in the nearing sight of her most treasured place in the world.

Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.

She couldn't help the smile that took over her usually scowling face as she thought about what this year meant. Her seventh year.

After six long years of dealing with the various idiots that God somehow thought it was wise to give magical abilities she was finally going to get her shot at the one thing she wanted. Quidditch captain.

Last year she had been sure that she was a shoo-in for captain after their original captain Adam Thompson had told her she showed the most promise on their team but as it turned out he had been fucking Paige Dawson who was the sister of Grace Dawson. Who ended up getting captain instead of her. She was of course gutted.

Although she was bitter she still went to tryouts that year and reclaimed her spot as seeker, thankfully Georgie was not a mega-bitch like her sister and quickly gave her her place back and seemed grateful for her comments last year even if they had been presented as insults during team meetings.

The only thing that kept her from quitting the team and dropping out then and there was her determination to make captain the next year. And of course her best friend, Jesse Swanson. His endless source of optimism had kept her from giving up and his offer of training with her even though he couldn't manage to stay upright on a broom for more than five seconds. He was the reason she stayed on the team.

A nudge to her side broke her from her train of thought. Looking up she saw that Jesse was pointing behind her and she turned to see that the carriage had stopped.

Smiling, she exited the carriage they had been sharing with Benji and Emily, jumping the last step. Unable to contain herself she grinned as she craned her neck upwards so that she could take in the beauty of her home for the next eleven months.

"Gets better every year. Doesn't it?" She heard Jesse whisper from behind her. She nodded in reply as she surveyed the detailed architecture of the ancient castle. The near-by giggles of a large group of Hufflepuff girls disturbed the serenity of the moment and Beca scowled.

"Oh don't be so grumpy. Maybe if you'd smile more then you would have more than one friend" Jesse teased as he moved to stand next to her, waving at the Hufflepuff girls who's giggles had intensified and were now pointing in their direction. Jesse's eyes widened as one of the girls stepped out from the group, striding towards them confidently. His shoulders then deflated as she swept past him and stopped in front of Beca.

"Hey there, Seeker" she greeted flirtatiously as she ran her fingers up Beca's arm.

Beca's cheeked flared as she shrugged away from the taller girls touch, eyes staring pointedly away from the rather revealing way the girl had chosen to wear.

"Oh. Hi" Beca muttered as she moved backward a step, all to aware of Jesse's muffled snickers from beside her.

"You going to lead Gryffindor to victory this year?" she asked with a simpering smile as she trailed her fingertips down from Beca's shoulder to her elbow.

"Shouldn't you be supporting your own team?" Beca mumbled with a confused frown. She never could comprehend how some people were not as invested in Quidditch as she was.

The girl just let out a high pitched giggle ignoring Beca's question causing Beca's confused frown to deepen. "I'm Charlotte. Charlotte Perkins" she introduced herself.

"Beca Mitchell" she replied slowly. 'Why the fuck won't she let me leave. I'm so bloody hungry and we still have to wait for the fucking sorting. I wonder if they'll have that treacle tart...' she wonders before tuning back into the conversation, realising that Charlotte had asked her a question.

"Uhh-yeah?" she half-asked, half-answered hoping that her reply made sense.

"Great! So I'll meet you in the entrance hall the morning of?" she asked with a predatory grin.

"Wait wha-" she began to ask but Charlotte ignored her and went back to her giggling friends.

"Dude. What did I just agree to?" Beca asked Jesse who could keep the amusement off his smug little face.

"Did you zone out again? What was it this time Quidditch or food?" He joked earning a warning punch to his shoulder. "Oww! it's not my fault you accidentally agreed to go to the first Hogsmeade trip with her." Jesse muttered.

"Fuck." Beca groused as Jesse told her. Ever since she had become Gryffindor seeker in her fourth year she had been on the receiving end of a lot of unwanted attention. At first mostly from boys but after she was caught making out with Jenna Langley, a tall blonde Ravenclaw seventh year at a Quidditch celebration in her fifth year she had also caught the affections of many girls. Apparently the role of Gryffindor seeker was the elite of the school after Harry Potter had held the role.

She never even liked going to Hogsmeade. They didn't even have a Quidditch shop. She had complained to her head of house Professor Longbottom many a time over the years but apparently there wasn't enough demand for it.

She shook her head, hoping that Charlotte would forget about it by the time the first trip can around. Here's hoping.

"Also for your information I was thinking about food. Let's get this fucking sorting over with" she said as she breezed past him into the castle.


"Finally" Beca muttered as the final terrified first year was sorted into Gryffindor. The rowdy cheers from around her gave her a headache. She scowled once again, now her head hurt and she was still hungry.

Jesse clapped excitedly from next to her until she grabbed his hands and pushed them onto the table. He glared at her half heartedly with a slight pour forming on his face. Beca smirked.

The hall quieted as the headmistress, Professor McGonagall, stood from her seat at the centre of the faculty table.

"Now before we begin our dinner I have some special news for you all this year" Beca groaned inwardly as her stomach rumbled in protest. 'She better be announcing a new Quidditch or I'm going to go ape-shit' Beca thought bitterly.

"This year as part of a ministry funded diversity programme we will be welcoming the Posen clan to our school. Please join me in welcoming them" McGonagall announced as she began clapping, the doors to the great hall opened with a flourish and in walked the most beautiful group of girls Beca had ever seen.

Conversations erupted across the hall as the clapping intensified, glancing around Beca noted that the majority of boys and some girls were watching in awe. She looked to the side and chuckled at Jesse's open mouth. "Try not to drool" she teased, snapping his mouth shut.

The group fluttered down the central isle between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables. They all seemed to be walking slightly behind one girl. Beca couldn't stop her eyes from roaming over the tall blondes delicate features that contrasted with the firm set of her jaw and shoulders as she marched her classmates down the hall.

As she neared the area of the table where Beca was seated they locked eyes. Beca's stomach flipped at the intensity of the sharp emerald eyes that were focused on her. The blondes step faltered as they stared at each other causing the beautiful red-head walking closest to her to whisper something. The blonde turned to face her friend and muttered some rushed words and then simultaneously he entire group of twenty or so girls turned to stare at Beca. Some with sly grins whilst others inquisitive looks.

Beca shrunk back under the scrutiny, feeling immensely uncomfortable as the group of girls, each extremely beautiful, eyed her.

As soon as she moved the blonde harshly muttered something else and the group instantly turned and resumed their walk to the front of the hall.

"What was that about?" she whispered to Jesse, who much like everyone else around her, was still staring at the girls.

"Huh?" He asked absently. Apparently nobody else had noticed whatever just happened. Beca shook her head in disbelief. Whatever, she was too hungry for this shit.

She observed the blonde closely as she shook McGonagall's hand before taking her seat on the sorting stool. How did she make sitting on that tiny wooden stool look so graceful.

Once the hat was placed on the blondes head they locked eyes again. Beca could feel her cheeks burning at the intensity the other girl looked at her with.

"RAVENCLAW!"

The hat had made its decision, the loud yell causing Beca to jump after having been so absorbed in the blondes stare.

What was unusual was that after the blonde had been sorted the hat barely rested on the heads of the other girls before declaring them Ravenclaws. Strange, it usually took at least some time to make a decision.

By the time all of them had finally been sorted Jesse had snapped out of his drool-fest enough to concentrate on what Professor McGonagall was saying.

"Now as some of you may already be aware the Posen Clan are famed for their Veela bloodline but I would very much appreciate it if you were not to hassle these young girls and keep your curiosity to yourself" McGonagall lectured eyeing the Gryffindor table specifically whose whispering had been the most boisterous.

"Wow, Veela's" she heard Jesse mutter from next to her and she turned to him confused. She opened her mouth to ask what the fuck a Veela was but was quickly distracted by the appearance of food.

Beca's thoughts were quickly consumed by the appearance of hundred of plates filled to the brim with delicious food, she really should go thank those elves more often.

Grabbing an entire plate of chicken wings before anyone could touch it she set it in front of her, oblivious to the disgruntled mutters of her fellow housemates. Being Gryffindor seeker basically gave her immunity in this house.

"You're such a pig" Jesse laughed as he snatched a wing from Beca's plate causing her to playfully glare at him.

She was about to retort when the most beautiful scent she had ever come across filled her nose causing her to quickly lose her voice. She couldn't place the smell, something light and flowery but still powerful enough that she felt intoxicated. She suddenly felt like she could do anything, it was much like the buzz one would get when drunk. Her eyes slipped shut as she inhaled deeply but they quickly snapped open at the sound of a delicate cough from behind her.

She turned so fast she was surprised her neck didn't snap. Standing above her looking like an angel was the blonde girl. She gazed up at her questioningly, trying to ignore the way her stomach was flipping. A bright red colour appeared on her cheeks and she cursed herself. What the fuck was going on with her?

"Uh hi?" she asked aware she had been staring at the blonde for far too long.

The blonde smirked as Beca's blush deepened, the scent in the air thickened and Beca could feel the pressure in her ears building much like when you were at high altitude. This wasn't an unpleasant feeling however, it actually made Beca feel quite good. Warm and fuzzy inside, it was very comforting. Gross.

"Hello, are you guys going to eat that salad?" The blonde asked as she gestured with her hand to the untouched salad bowl near Beca. Beca's heart began to beat double time at the sweet voice of the blonde, the way she articulated each syllable was like music to Beca's ears. The brunette shook her head at her own snappiness, she was so queer-balls.

Beca was about to offer the girl the bowl when four different Gryffindor guys pounced, each trying to grab the bowl for the blonde.

One particular fifth year managed to grab the bowl, he had dirty blonde hair and we'll defined muscles. Beca observed him grab the bowl and made a mental note that he would make a good beater for when she was made captain.

As she eyed his stocky stature, wondering whether he could ride a broom, she felt eyes burning into the side of her face.

She looked up to see the blondes eyes had turned rather cold as she glared at the boy who handed her the salad bowl.

"Thank you" she said curtly as she snatched the bowl, her eyes moving to Beca's and softening only slightly before she turned back to her place at the other end of the hall on the Ravenclaw table.

Beca's eyes followed her as the blonde sat down to excited chatter from her clan, a tall brunettes glanced over and saw her watching. She winked at her flirtatiously, which caused Beca to blush, then said something to the clan which made them all giggle and turn to look at her. Beca averted her eyes to her plate only now noticing that it had been replaced for desert. She quickly claimed the treacle tart as her own forgetting about the group of beautiful women for now.

"So when do you find out if you're captain?" Jesse asked through a mouthful of crumble and custard. Beca's nose wrinkled as Jesse accidentally spat custard in her face but her eyes quickly brightened up at the mention of Quidditch.

"Tomorrow, Longbottom's has no idea about Quidditch so he had McGonagall choose" Beca answered as she thought of the next day, confident that she would finally get what she wanted.

"Beca, have you considered the possibility that someone else might get captain?" Jesse hedged, his voice hesitant as he side eyes the brunette whilst eating his crumble.

"What do you mean?" Beca asked rather harshly.

"Nothing! Just some people might say you're not exactly approachable" Jesse reasoned, wincing at the growing frown on Beca's face.

He knew how devastated his friend had been when she hadn't been awarded the captains position, he just didn't want Beca to get her hopes up for nothing. It wasn't that Beca lacked the ability to manage the team. She knew more about Quidditch than some professional player, she lived and breathed the game. It was just that Beca wasn't exactly friendly with the rest of the house. They weren't feelings of animosity but Beca was too socially awkward to deal with the added status of being captain. She could barely handle the attention of being seeker.

"You don't have to be approachable to be Quidditch captain, you just have to know your stuff" Beca stated after a moment, deciding to ignore Jesse's statement all together. She had worked way to hard last year not to get captain.

Jesse only shook his head, not wanting to provoke Beca further.

After dinner Beca and Jesse made their way through the shortcuts to Gryffindor tower using the round about route past the Ravenclaw corridor as they wanted to avoid the crowd of scared first years.

Whilst then were waiting for the staircase to switch from the Ravenclaw corridor to the Gryffondor Beca spotted the blonde a floor above then strutting purposefully towards the Ravenclaw entrance alongside her clan.

The blonde suddenly turned to look at her as if she somehow sensed them there. Once the locked eyes Beca felt the fluttery feeling in her stomach return, the blonde gave her a disarming smile causing Beca to forget about the trick step that she should have avoided.

"Shit!" she muttered as she struggled to get her foot free from the step. She punched Jesse when he began chuckling loudly. A heavenly giggle reached her ears, glancing up she saw the blonde watching her attempt to pull her foot out of the step. Her clan standing behind her with similarly amused expressions.

Blushing, Beca yanked her foot out of the step just as the staircase connected with the Gryffindor corridor. Grabbing a laughing Jesse by the arm she pulled him away with her ears a bright red.

The blondes laughter still sounding from above and despite her embarrassment, Beca couldn't help but think it was the most wonderful sound she'd ever heard.


Let me know if you liked it :) I'm planning on this being multi-chapter at the moment as my other story Dog Days is almost complete.