Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except Steph and her family and Rhiannon sob

"We're presently having really close game here. New Zealand Vs China competing for a place in the world cup semi finals." The commentator said cheerfully.

"Who will win it's all up to who's the better team, who's got more skill, who wants it more. Score is 50-50. Whoa looks like Porter has seen the snitch!"

Everyone turned their heads to look away from where the quaffle was to the seeker.

"Oh no false call. Whoever catches that snitch wins the game….that is if they actually see it."

"Sang or Porter this is moment, it's leaning against Porter for the New Zealand but it could change anytime soon oh look there goes Lu another goal for china. Porter still looking for the snitch"

'Shut up, why won't you shut the hell up' Stephanie thought.

'Why all the commentators in the world so irksome, talking about absolute crap.'

She blocked it out while she continued her pursuit. Her team and herself really wanted to get to the semi finals and win. New Zealand being the small country it is doesn't always come the top of the pool. She wanted to prove to herself and to everyone that she could play the game and she was better then all those boy's at her old school.

She halted quite violently, and was nearly jolted of her broom. She was the snitch for real this time and it was jumpy as if it couldn't decide which way to go. It zoomed, very suddenly, to the tail of her broom urging her to go chase it. She quickly snatched a glance at Sang, he hadn't seen it yet. She leaned back on her broom which was threatening to tumble backwards and grabbed the snitch. She regained her composure and held the snitch high.

Cheers erupted from the crowd of red, black and white as her team mates came over and congratulated her. They shoke hands with the Chinese team and congratulated them for a good game.

"Another spectacular win for New Zealand. Porter has yet to let them down, she is spectacular. Never missed a snitch and in my opinion never will. Looks like next the New Zealanders will be facing Bulgaria next in the semi finals. So to all those New Zealand supporters. Be there or be square. Well done New Zealand, well done"

The rest of the night they would do the traditional drink after the game. She knew if her mum found out (which she most likely would) she would get the lecture but it's not like she ever listened to what was said but who did. She had short tolerance for things that annoyed her.

Another thing she was thankful for was she got to miss out on school for awhile, which doubles the fun. Her father didn't agree totally on the missing school part but was totally up with quidditch.

But as much as she loved missing school, she hated being away from her friends but you can't always get what you want. But being the social person she was hopefully she would make some friends along the way.

Steph went to a very expensive school called the Australasian School for Young Witches. She was only 14 but had been born and raised in quidditch. She started off playing in Auckland reps and was chosen to go to national trials and it was all uphill from there. How the hell did she manage to even get in the team was her question? If she had to answer, it would be barely?

She had long dark brown hair with slight auburn highlights but people just called it black, it had the tendency to be a bit crazy with it's curls, shining green eyes, and dimples. She was rich but didn't like to shove it in people's faces and liked things to be modest and homey. She was good in the defence against the dark arts, transfiguration and potions and had never really tried in everything else. But best of all (well in her opinion) she was a metaphorgus and she loved it. During quidditch she often made herself look small and delicate but just to set the enemies off and changed her hair colour all the time.

Until her 10th birthday she had never really questioned the differences in looks and habits to the rest of the family. She started to ask questions like who I got my eyes from since all he family posesed ether light blue or hazel eyes and other such things. She wasn't sad when she learned just curious. Her dad said he found her in an orphanage in England before he met mum. They then moved here along with her brothers Josh and Sam. She didn't care that she didn't know her parents only it made her a bit sad to think that perhaps they didn't want her but At least her adopted parent loved her. Although it didn't stop her thinking about that question. Who were her real parents? What had happened to them? Was she not good enough for them?

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"STEPH ARE YOU UP YET?" Someone shouted in my ear while shaking me. "Get up, get up, get up"

"Piss off" I moaned and rolled over to face away from the intruder.

"Your favourite band the screeching succubus' is outside wanting to get your autograph"

"They are all sluts I hate them you know my favourite band" I got up grudgingly and propped myself up on my elbows. My room was honestly a mess, clothes all over the floor among other mysterious objects.

"How lucky am I to have friend that doubles as an alarm clock" I smiled at my best friend Rhiannon while putting on some clothes.

"That's what I'm paid for; by the way my cheque didn't arrive this month," she said then paused "I have to support myself you know" she said dramatically and hopped on my bed.

"Calm down! Don't get a cramp" I said still half asleep

"Don't worry"

"I don't want to go for that long" I suddenly changed subject.

"I'm going to miss you so much. I'm going to be a loner" Rhiannon whined.

"So I guess Kate doesn't count" I said knowingly

"You know what I mean it won't be the same without you"

"STEPHANIE!" My mum shouted "if your not awake and packed in five minutes were I'm telling them you couldn't make it"

"What are you going to say? She couldn't make it because she didn't wake up in time? I exclaimed.

And then whispered to Rhiannon "O crap I forgot to pack"

Rhiannon started giggling.

"What?"

"It's your trip of a lifetime going to play in the world cup and you forgot to pack. And to think I thought you were a bright one" She replied.

I made my way over to my wooden clothes chest chucking tops, jeans and other items on into the truck that lay open in the corner.

"I'm going to miss you so much" she sighed

"Don't worry. You'll be back in a few months" I reminded her

"But I'm going to be a loner and I won't see Kate till the world cup in three weeks anyway" she said.

I'd finished with the chest and proceeded to the wardrobe chucked a few cloaks, my quidditch robes and shoes in, and then closed it.

"I'd give anything to be in your place, now go," I said "you know with the country depending on you it's a lot of work."

Then kicked her out of my room quickly following her.

I ran downstairs with my trunk Rhiannon right behind me.

"Mum? How am I getting there anyway?" I said my mouth full of toast.

"Flo power" she said "they hooked our house up to the English flo network temporarily"

"See you at the finals" I hugged her

"Bye" Rhiannon said as she left "things to do, places to see"

I got some flu powder stepped into the chimney and said "International Quidditch Head Quarters."

Authors Note:

My first fanfic plz review if you have any constructive Criticism. No flames.