So, first getting the crediting done, this piece was inspired by Gummy [over on tumblr]'s wonderful drawing [that I can't link you to]. Of course, I put my own spin on things, and this is what turned out!

On the bright side, I think I got through my writer's block, on the downside, here's another full length story I've started! Also, I've got plenty of people to thank for helping out! Swag and Safirel helped out with houses and other HP stuff, DSBB and Gabriela kept me company, and other Anons showed up!

Alright, I promise that tomorrow I'll have another fic updated, most probably it'll be YJ too :)

Sooo enjoy, and please leave a review!

Dick gripped the polished handle of his broom tightly, his leather gloves stretching over his nimble fingers. He was floating around the field at a reasonable height, good enough to see the gameplay. He was really looking around the field for a miniature golden ball with wings, the snitch, and of course, he'd find it. That is, if Kid Flash didn't one up him again.

Kid Flash, more widely known as Wally West, was the Hufflepuff seeker, and quite the charmer. His fan base was cheering from the stands, while the source of the cheering was showing off on his broom, doing flips and turns, winking at all the available girls.

Dick sighed and rolled his eyes at the fifth year's antics. While he himself was only in third year, he had recently claimed quite a spot on the Quidditch team, as the seeker for the Gryffindors. While Wally was known as Kid Flash on the field, for his ability to catch the snitch in record times, Dick was known as Robin, for his dexterity and acrobatic skills when catching the snitch.

"Hey Rob!" Wally smirked, pulling up beside him. "Caught sight of the snitch yet?"

Dick suppressed a laugh, but you could still hear it in his voice as he said "If I did, I wouldn't exactly tell you."

"True, not to mention that you wouldn't be floating here, talking with me." Wally put on the red-tinted goggles, that had been previously resting on his forehead, over his eyes, and flew off, going to look for the snitch.

Wally and Dick were actually good friends when not in the field. Despite being in separate houses and different years, they didn't let that get in the way of their friendship, but while they played Quidditch, it was every man for himself.

He adjusted his sunglasses and flew off after Kid, red robe billowing in the wind behind him. As he reached the red headed Hufflepuff, he decided to taunt him. "So Kid, are the red goggles supposed to show your closet love for the Gryffindors?"

Wally scoffed, and turned back to glance at Dick. "You wish dude, you're just jealous you're not on the winning team."

"Winning team? Since when!" Dick let out a guffaw, throwing his head back, his gelled hair staying in place despite the wind. "Last I checked, Gryffindor's been the winning team for 6 years!"

"Get ready to have that record broken, Grayson!" Wally sped off, clearly having seen the snitch.

Dick shifted in his broom, directing it to go after Wally, bending his elbows, tucking them close to his sides, chin getting closer to the broom handle, and sped off. While he had no hope of catching up to Wally, he just had to find the snitch, and take his own route there.

After a couple of seconds of looking, he finally caught a glance of the elusive snitch, and he smirked. He had figured out the snitch's patterns a couple of months ago, and Kid Flash was clearly not the fastest thinker in the world, since he was falling right into the trap. See, the snitch buzzed around in one direction, until it ducked under, and flew off in another direction, leaving the Seeker confused and disoriented, and by the time they turned around to run back after it, they'd fall behind, and probably lose sight of the snitch.

So, Dick decided to try out his newest move, and he sat side-saddle on his broom, grabbed the broom on either side of his legs with his hands, and then leaned back, so much that he was now hanging upside down, legs hooked over the broom, and let go of the broom with his hands, hanging there waiting, smirking.

"And the seeker for Gryffindor seems to have taken a bit of a break! Instead of flying after West, he has decided to hang off his broom upside down! Maybe he's taken one too many bludgers to the head while practicing." The commentator, Barbara Gordon, was a Ravenclaw in the same year as he, and while he wouldn't admit it, he found her somewhat cute.

But Dick just crossed his arms and continued smirking.

"AWW MAN!" And the snitch had turned around.

While Wally was left cursing, Dick got ready, and turned his head, seeing the snitch getting ready to bypass him and just in the right second, used his leg muscles to push himself half-way up, and caught the snitch.

He smirked and said "Just stay whelmed, and catch the snitch! Piece of cake!"

"I can't believe it! Dick Grayson caught the snitch, and just by hanging upside down! Gryffindor wins the match with 200 points! Next match will be with Ravenclaw, in two weeks! And obviously we'll win- er, I mean, we'll have to see!"

Clearly noted that Babs had just received a stern glance from Professor Prince. But Dick was paying more attention to the incoming team members. At the front was Kaldur, he was the Keeper and captain of the team, and on his Sixth year at Hogwarts.

"Hey Kal, pretty good move huh?" Dick called out as soon as the older boy was within earshot distance.

"Perhaps a bit of a peculiar move, but successful!" Kaldur smiled, and when he reached the boy hanging upside down, he extended his hand, helping Dick to climb back on board his broom.

Once he was fully upright, he saw Roy making his way to the changing rooms, scowl on his face.

"What's with him? Did he get a bludger to the side or something?" Dick asked, leaning closer to Kaldur.

"Not necessarily. He was denied from applying to the Ministry of Magic, due to not being ready. although he claims he's ready to become an auror, the Ministry does not think so, and told him he first had to finish his studies, and complete his NEWT."

"But, that's less than a year away? What's his hurry?"

"He's impatient to get started with the big leagues." Kaldur shrugged, his voice mellow and soothing.

They decided it was time to touch back down, before Professor Prince got on their case, even though she must've been somewhat proud that they'd won the match.

They guided their brooms back to the ground and Dick, once they were a couple of meters from the ground, pushed the front of his broom down, and using the metal footrests, he pushed himself off and flipped in the air, landing on his feet, arms outstretched.

"Hey Rob!" Wally was flying low, boots grazing the grass, braking to a stop right beside him. He held his hand out "Good game!"

"Hey Kid, yeah, thanks for letting me know where the snitch was." Dick smirked, shaking his friend's hand.

"Dude, how did you know that the snitch would turn around? That can't be predicted!"

"Actually, it can. You just gotta know when!" Dick grabbed his broom and started walking to the change rooms, internally smirking at hearing Wally splutter at this newfound information, rushing forward, still on his broom.

"Wait, dude, come on! Tell me!"

"Can't give away my secrets can I? It's just science!"

"Merlin's beard, Rob! You're worse than some trolls!"

"You mad, Wally?" Dick ran off to his changing room before Wally decided to tackle him.

Thankfully his clothes hadn't gotten too stained during the match, and as he changed back into his school robes, he made sure that his hair hadn't gotten too messed up from the wind. He tightened his red and gold tie, not too tight of course, he was intending to breathe, and buttoned the two clasps on his black robe, and then got out of the changing room, putting his clothes and broom in his locker. He kept his sunglasses on, just for the heck of it, and sat on the benches and waited with Kaldur until Wally finished changing.

"Where's Roy?" The four of them usually got together after a match and walked around the lake, before heading to the Great Hall for dinner.

Kaldur sighed, "He's still angry at his rejection into the Ministry, so I believe he went to the dormitory to get some rest."

"Too bad for him, I heard tonight's feast will be excellent!" Wally finished dressing and came out of his changing room, not wearing his black robe or vest, just his pants and the white shirt untucked, his yellow and black tie lazily and loosely tied. His wand was sticking out of his back pocket, never a good idea.

"This coming from the guy that was capable of eating that mysterious gelatin meat. It tasted worse than the muggle mystery meat." Dick suppressed the bile rising in his throat at the thought of that memorable dinner.

"That was actually pretty tasty!" Wally retorted, eyebrows scrunching.

"Whatever you say, Kid." Dick stuck his hands into his robe pockets, making sure his wand was there, and they walked out to the lake.

They were all pretty quiet on the way there, and Dick glanced up at the oldest boy, all his clothing pressed and tidy to the last fold. There was clearly a reason why Kal was a Prefect for the Gryffindors.

"So, has anyone ever seen the Giant Squid?" Wally wondered out loud, looking towards the calm lake.

"Yeah, he's just not a big fan of the sun." Dick shrugged. "Hey, why is the Whomping Willow moving around so much?"

"Don't know, let's go check it out!" Without another thought, Wally sped off towards the enormous old tree, and Dick and Kaldur shrugged before running after him.

Once they arrived, they stayed a good distance away, hoping to not get hit.

"Hey look!" Dick pointed to the base of the tree. "There's an opening!"

"You're not seriously thinking of going in there?" Kaldur asked, eyebrows raised.

"Come on Kaldur! Live a little!" Dick nudged him, but due to the height differences, he barely reached Kaldur's ribs with his jab.

"Yeah! Or are you going to tell on us?" Wally smirked, eying the prefect badge beside the Gryffindor insignia.

"No, that wasn't my plan, however, you do realize that this is extremely dangerous, and if we are caught, I'm not entirely sure the Professors would be very happy to find out."

"Then we can't get caught!" Dick said, cackling as he pirouetted through the branches, reaching the base of the tree. Once there, he waved at them.

Kaldur looked uneasily to his side, and saw Wally putting on his goggles. "How exactly will that protect you against a rampaging magical tree?"

"It won't, it just makes me feel like I can go faster." Wally shrugged and then took off, sprinting towards where Dick waited.

"Come on Kaldur!"

Kaldur looked back to the castle, and then, ran off after Wally, hoping he could dodge the tree's massive trunks. He took out his wand, looking up, ready to attack it.

"Glacius!" He yelled, pointing his wand at a branch heading his way. A long stream of clear blue liquid shot out of his wand, as it got further away from him, it solidified and turned to ice, attaching to the branch, weighting it down, and slowing its movements, at least long enough for Kaldur to continue making his way.

He had to freeze a couple of more branches, but he managed to get to the middle and join Wally and Dick. "I cannot imagine how we'll get out of here afterwards."

"Maybe there's an exit on another side?" Dick hazarded a guess.

"Come on, it's getting dark out, and I don't want to miss dinner." Wally walked over to the hole in the trunk, and kneeled in front of it. "It's a passage! It's got stairs and everything!"

The other two boys huddled around Wally, and looked at the passage.

"So, who wants to go first?" The youngest boy asked.

"I'll go." Wally volunteered. He rolled up his sleeves above his elbow, took out his wand, and uttered "Lumos!"

With his wand pointing the way, he slid inside, landing on his knees. "It's safe guys!"

Dick, followed by Kaldur, slid inside too, their robes somewhat filthy from the dirt. Wally imagined that he wasn't any cleaner, even with his goggles.

"Alright, come on." Dick took off his sunglasses, lighted his wand, and went in front, trying to avoid colliding with the narrow walls.

They walked a good distance, Wally wondered if they were making their way back to London, but of course, that was an exaggeration, since they had only been walking for 20 minutes at most, and London was hours away.

"We've reached some stairs." Dick pointed out. They were made out of dirt, and not too evenly cut. They climbed up, reaching a trap door that they managed to open quite easily. They got out of there and started looking around, wands lighted.

"Hello?" Wally called out.

CREAAAAK. The sound came from above, and the three simultaneously looked up, but it wasn't a smart move, as a layer of dust fell on them, speckling Dick and Kaldur's cloaks, as well as Wally's shirt, gray. The three started coughing, Wally even sneezed a bit.

"Come on, let's check it out." Dick ran towards the foot of the staircase, Wally close behind.

"Perhaps we should leave it at that." Kaldur looked around, "I do not like the look of this place, it looks abandoned at best."

"Don't tell us you're scared, Kal!" Dick smirked, taunting him.

Kaldur sighed, resigned he would not win, and went after the two boys, up the stairs. They reached the only room with the door ajar, and saw no one. Wally went to the window and lifted his goggles, resting them on his forehead, hoping to see better, though the window wasn't much cleaner.

"Whoa, guys! We're in the Shrieking Shack!" He turned back to see their expressions, and there he spotted a pair of eyes staring at him from the other side of the door. They looked angry to say the least, and Wally wasn't going to take a chance. "Expelliarmus!"

"Ack!" The figure screamed out, moving, but Wally managed to hit him somewhere. He also alerted the other two of the situation. They moved away from the doorway, wands out, ready to attack.

"Stupefy!" Dick cried out, at the same time as a deeper voice cried out the same thing. The spells met in the middle and blew both of them back. Dick towards an armchair by the fireplace, and the assailant towards the bed, breaking one of the bed poles.

"Immobulus!" Kaldur yelled, and the mysterious figure grunted as Kaldur's spell hit him, rendering him incapable of moving.

Wally approached the figure, and saw the recognizable Hogwarts uniform. "Hey, he's one of us! Though he's kinda big, maybe he's part Giant. He clearly wasn't too keen to talk, more up for attacking."

Kaldur walked up beside Wally, his wand going near the mysterious Hogwarts student and casting him into light. "He's a Ravenclaw student. And I would not be so quick to judge, since you attacked him before he could say a word."

Wally could not find a suitable reply for it, so he just glared at the Gryffindor prefect.

Dick slowly made his way to them, back still not fully recovered from the blow back. He winced and then squeezed between Kal and Wally, looking at the face.

"Y'know, he looks like someone I know." Dick thoughtfully remarked.

"You've probably seen him in the hallways."

"No no, that's not it." Dick continued thinking, trying to piece it together.

"Meanwhile, I shall unfreeze him, as I do not think it's wise to keep a fellow student imprisoned as such."

While Kaldur worked the counter-spell, Wally scoffed. "A bit fishy that he'd be in the Shrieking Shack of all places."

"'S the only place I can find peace." The Ravenclaw replied, his ability to move, and in turn, talk, coming back to him.

"He can talk?" Wally gasped, moving some steps back.

"Yeah, I'm also not part giant." He stood up and in the light, he didn't look too tall, about as tall as Kaldur, though his clothes were in a sorrier shape, and he was sure that they didn't help by attacking him.

"I know who you are!" Dick exclaimed, snapping his fingers. "You're related to the Minister for Magic, aren't you!"

"By blood, sure, but the way he treats me, I could be a stranger for all he cares."

"I didn't know the Minister had a son." Wally raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not his son." The Ravenclaw growled, crossing his arms. Once he saw that they were all looking at him expectantly, he sighed and looked down. "Name's Conner Kent. My parents were Aurors, and they were killed while fighting the Shadows one day, and the only living relative I had was my brother, Clark. He had long moved out of the house, and was making his big campaign to become Minister, and he saw me as a hindrance to his plan, claiming that he wouldn't be a father to me, and he's been neglecting me ever since. He refuses to acknowledge my existence, only treating me as if I was a tenant at his house."

"Wow. Didn't think the Minister was that cold-hearted." Wally replied.

Dick cleared his throat, looking at their new acquaintance apologetically. "Sorry to cut the life-story short, but we should get going back to the castle, before we're given detention."

"Easier said than done." Wally winced, remembering his run through the Whomping Willow.

And there's chapter one for you! I'm not entirely sure how this'll pan out, but I'm originally thinking of having some type of call backs to the actual episodes, like you can tell that this is like Independence Day, etc.

And yes, I will update my other fics sometime soon, I promise I haven't forgotten about them!

Soooo leave a review please? Or well, a comment. Bleh, did I ever mention that I don't understand why half the site says reviews, and the other half says comments? Freaking confusing!

Hopefully, if the writing muses wish to help my inspiration, I shall have another chapter fic out! :D

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