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Chapter 1: Gemini Black, Harry Potter's New Competition

Gemini Black looked out over the Quidditch pitch. She covered her eyes with her slender hand, protecting it from the glare of the sun. It was about noontime and everyone else on the team had gone home for lunch, promising to be back in about an hour to continue practice. After all, they were going to be in the World Cup against England's most famous seeker, Harry Potter. They had to be prepared since they were going to put Europe in its place and prove that America could whoop its butt at its own sport. She couldn't wait to taste victory and look at all the crushed faces of the fans. But right now she had other things to do.

It didn't look like there was anyone around so she leaned her broom, a firebolt XL against her chest briefly as she took out her wand and apparently tapped the air, murmuring, "Finite." Next to her a dragon appeared, contrasting greatly with her darkened appearance. She had inherited her father's black hair and gray eyes (even if he doesn't really have them, I don't know!) and a many hours spent in the sun had seemingly permanently tanned her skin. The dragon, however, had pearly scales and glittering multi-colored eyes. It weighed about two tons and was not originally from the U.S. But it been captured by Ironwall's forces but somehow managed to escape and landed in Gemini's backyard.

Gemini mounted her broom and kicked off, flying over the field, just about even with the goalposts. The dragon flapped its wings and was soon in the air next to the teen. You see, Gemini was only seventeen.

"So Kronos, what do you think?" Gemini asked the dragon, as was her custom. Perhaps the dragon couldn't answer back in English, but it found ways to express its opinion. "We're off to England to go against the Puddlemere United and Harry Potter, the wizarding world's savior. At least Europe's savior, I can't believe the idiots over there forgot about Ironwall as soon as Voldemort went down. Now that he's back, I can't believe that'll change anytime soon. But perhaps once they start attacking together…oh well. I'm rambling. I only wanted to ask you what you thought of going over to England. I haven't been there since I was born you know." The dragon nodded, he did indeed know. She talked about it often, how after her parent's divorce, right after she was born her mother had moved her and her sister over her to the U.S.

"Dawn refuses to come. It's sad really, she hasn't missed any of my games since mom died, but she refuses to come to England, especially since she'll see Harry Potter and more than likely our father and all his little friends," she snorted. "I can understand her. I wouldn't go either if I didn't have to, oh well. Come on, let's fly around a bit before I have to charm you again and everybody else comes back." Kronos had no reason to disagree with her on that so he set off to the other end of the field. She grinned and chased after him.

"God," Harry said for the thousandth time. "I'm so nervous!" His audience, Sirius Black, who had been declared innocent, and Remus Lupin, who had both received custody over him after his fifth year, smiled at him. Dumbledore had decided it was no longer safe for him at Privet Drive, since the Dursley's had no way of helping him cope with Cedric Diggory's death, that they had proven, and with Kingsley Shacklebolt's on top of it the headmaster had been worried about the effect another summer to brood over these thing might have on Harry's mental health.

The ministry, by way of apology, had asked Harry if he was willing to be the seeker for Puddlemere United that summer. After a little training, the team had an amazing winning streak that had brought them all the way to the World Cup the following year to be held in England, startlingly soon since the last time that had happened had only been in Harry's fourth year.

His sixth year had gone by with no secrets revealed, no attempts to kill him, and in truth Harry had almost found it boring after the past five years. But it gave him time to practice his Quidditch for which he was grateful.

"I don't know what you're worrying about," Sirius told him. "You haven't lost a game so far! After all, you are my godson, I would expect no less." Harry grinned at his guardian.

"Who are you going up against anyway?" Remus asked the teen. "You haven't told us yet."

"The Fitchburg Finches," Harry answered. "They're an American team from the U.S. They haven't won a World Cup yet, but I've heard this year they're really spectacular 'cause they've got a new seeker, a girl about my age."

"Oh really," Sirius said. "Battle of the teens then is it? What's her name?"

"I think it's something like Gemini Black," Harry answered. "But I'm not sure. From what I've heard she just showed up at the beginning of the season and challenged their old seeker to a life or death match, whoever won got to be seeker." He shrugged. "Guess she won."

"Guess so," Remus said, laughing. Sirius joined in.

"Come on, Harry," Sirius said when they had finished. "You've gotta relax. I suggest we go on a small trip, after all, you're of age. How 'bout we apparate to the three broomsticks and celebrate Puddlemere United's unquestionable victory over those Finches."

"Sure," Harry and Remus agreed. "Let's go."

"Excellent," Gemini said happily after the practice finished up. "There's no way we're gonna lose."

"You bet," the Keeper, Chad Sekurski said.

"Definitely," the two beaters, Damien Blake and Kyle Lucas said in agreement.

"No chance in hell," the three chasers, Anastasia Duke, Claudia Bellete, and Lorelei Rose chirped.

"See you tomorrow at the meeting point," Gemini told them all. The meeting point was where the Ministry of Magic and the Congress of Charms (the American Ministry if you hadn't guessed) had set up a portkey to take the team over to start practicing on the field so they could be used to it for the big game.

"Bye," the rest of the team said as they walked off the field and apparated back to their homes. Gemini sighed sadly at the sight. She took off her Quidditch robes so she was now dressed in muggle clothes and put the broom in Kronos's paws to it would be concealed as they went to the house.

"Come on, Kronos," she said and they walked off the field toward their destination.

I should just bind my hands or something, or whack myself really hard over the head. Something to stop me from doing this, keep thinking of new ideas that will get finished in a year or two. But I promise that I will updated "The Malfoy Way" in a day, two at most, and I'd gladly continue this fic too if anyone likes it, it's not like I'm lacking in the free time…sigh Remo