Author's Note: Hey guys, the idea for this fan fiction popped into my head when I was watching Bring It On: All or Nothing. I was wondering why they don't have cheerleaders and all that in Harry Potter, and there are very few Harry Potter/cheerleading stories. So far I've only read one. So, here's my contribution to those kinds of stories. Also, I myself, am not a cheerleader. I've only ever tried out once and didn't get on the squad. BUT, this isn't going to be a cheerleader/cheerleading bashing kind of story. I have a couple friends (and/or friends of friends) that happen to be cheerleaders and they are actually quite nice. So...um, yeah. And With That all cleared up, you know what comes next. Yep, the disclaimer....

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Disclaimer: Ok, here I go (I really hate having to write these things they are so boring). I don't own Harry Potter, Bring It On: All or Nothing, or any of the music lyrics that are used or referred to in this fan fiction. I am not making any profit from writing this in anyway. I am writing this for my own pleasure and for who ever reads this fan fiction. Thank You All and Good Day.

CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!

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PUMP, PUMP, PUMP IT UP! Chapter One: Cheering You On, Sis

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"So that's really your sister?" Ginny asked in disbelief as we sat watching my sister's cheer competition. I nodded yes to her as my sister's squad waltzed their way into the mat and into formation. I saw Cassandra make the almost unnoticeable nod of her head to que the music and the other girls. The opening beats pounded out and they started.

"Start It Up Now!"

"What do we Do?"

("Start IT UP!")

"Yeah, now! That's What we DO!"

"Say Now, What Do we DO?!"

("Start IT UP")

"Yeah That's What They Say!"

"We Rock It"

("Rock It!")

"We Beat It!"

("BEAT IT!")

"What we do is finish off that - "

"START-START-START!"

You see, the reason Ginny was there with me was that I couldn't very well take the boys with me. Those days they were completely unbarable when it came to anything that involved girls. It was like that had no brains at all. If they had been there they would have been falling all over themselves at the sight of so many girls doing stretches, flips, stunts, and the like. It would be pure insanity. I really did want to deal with two overly hormonal wizards that day.

"But, I mean, yeah she looks kind of like you, but she looks so..." Ginny trailed off and I gave her a look. I knew exactly what she meant.

My sister's hair was completely tamed, strightner straight with my same brown, pulled up into the extreme high ponytail that we as sisters had always called 'the waterfall'. Her cheer-squad uniform was a skin-tight, long-sleeved croptop that said ACP across the front, and a 12" long pleated skirt with bright gold sequined lollies. The uniforms were gold and green and their skirts swished back and forth to 'Start the Party'. I knew for a fact that they only used the song for competition so that points would be marked for 'vulgarity' because at least half of their other usual music had uncensored langauge or had maybe something that could be taken as suggestive.

I counted the beats to their routine, I practically knew it by heart, and listened for the words, my eys on my sister. 'Wait for it,' I thought as Cassandra started to hesitate, almost taking the que to early. She held back, though, almost as if she had heard me. The bridge passed and I counted off.

"We got it rolling, never slowing down
Lights, camera, action, start the party now
I know your ready there's no need to wait oh no
Now's the time for us to celebrate

Start, start the party (Let's do it)
Start, start the party (Everybody now)
Start, start the party (Let's get to it)
Start, start the party"

And as the fourth "Start, start the party" passed, Cassandra snapped into her tripple back-hand spring, popping into a toe-touch at the end of "Start, start, start the party". They all ended with blinding smiles. I was clapping with the rest of the crowd, cheering the girls on. Cheering for my sister, my other half, my identical twin.

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CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!CHEER!CHEER!GO!GO!GO!

End Note: Well, there's chapter one and I hope that you all liked it. I would also like to adress something. This is an excurpt from Wikipidia's section of cheerleading uniforms:

"Due to guidelines imposed by the National Federation of High Schools, high school squads must have a top that covers their midriff with arms by their sides. Most school sanctioned squads have modest looking uniform tops that are usually a waist-length fit, similar to a normal fitting shirt, showing the midriff only when moving, jumping, or bending. These requirements do not apply to all-star cheerleading organizations; therefore, many have tops that stop at or just below the bottom of the bra line."

So, tecnically, Cassandra and her squad's uniforms are agenst the guidelines, though I'm not sure if those guidelines apply to British cheerleading. I actually based the cheerleading uniform off of a combination of the two main squads' uniforms from 'Bring It On: All Or Nothing' So maybe I'm not entirely at fault. But I just wanted to say that anyway. Thanks Guys.