A/N: Going to make this short and simple. I have no beta, may be bad. If you are interested in beta-ing for me, please PM me ASAP. Cheer leading led to this idea, which I thought was perfect. Hope you all like. I am no Jo, so i own nothing but the plot, and couple OC. Kay, bye :3


"Gryffindors here! Gryffindors Scream! Gryffindors roar, 'til we get the lead!"

Twelve Gryffindor girls were yelling this chant, cheering their Quidditch team- hopefully – to victory.

"Gryffindors here! Gryffindors Scream! Gryffindors roar, 'til we get the lead!"

Among those twelve girls, where some of the prettiest ladies in Gryffindor house. There was Natalie MacDonald, Lavender Brown, Parvarti Patil, and some I didn't even recognize.

But among those, was the most beautiful girl out there. Hermione Granger.

I could never imagine a girl like Hermione being a cheerleader. I mean, she was so studious, so upkeep with her work. I never imagined her as one of those air heads like, Lavender Brown. Worrying about whether their uniforms were dirty, or if her skirt made her butt look too big.

But there she was, cheering for the Gryffindor team. And she looked amazing doing it.

"Gryffindors here! Gryffindors scream! Gryffindors roar, 'til we get the lead! LET'S GO GRYFFINDORS!"

"DRACO! PAY ATTENTION MAN! DON'T STARE AT THE CHEERLEADERS, LOOK FOR THE SNITCH" I heard Flint yell, I automatically blushed, but payed attention at seeking that snitch. I mean, the whole team depends on me. The great Draco Malfoy. Without me, this team would be doomed to losing.

But in the back of my head, I still had that cheer team in my mind. More specifically that brunette, with the red and gold bow tying her hair back in a glorious ponytail, with the curls of her h-

'Pay attention Malfoy! Don't let that mudblood get to you!'

And that's when I saw it. The glint of gold, flying so fast, it would twist an owl's head to near confusion.

It was a matter of seconds, Potter still hadn't noticed, but I knew it was a matter of seconds. As I tilted my Nimbus 2001 and inclined my body so that I would fly the fastest possible, I reached for the minuscule flying ball. Then I saw Potter close up on me, also reaching for the tiny ball.

And it all happened so fast. We flew by where the Gryffindor girls were cheering,

"LET'S ALL SCREAM, P-O-T-T-E-R, POTTER CATCH THAT SNITCH!"

I was distracted by the tiniest fraction of a second, and in that time frame, Potter caught the snitch, and the field erupted with cheers.

We had lost. Slytherin lost. And it was my entire fault. Damn those cheerleaders! Damn those Gryffindors! But most of all, damn Granger!

The field was being flooded with cheering students, and I saw the cheerleaders run up to the Gryffindor Quidditch team, each giving Potter a hug.

I flew towards where my team was waiting, disappointed. We quietly dismounted our brooms, and walked towards the changing rooms. No one said anything out loud, but I knew inside, they were all hexing me into the next century.