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"Parkinson, Maria!" Professor Merrywhistle called from the front of the Great Hall, where the brightness after the dim lighting outside was a shock to the system.

A terrified looking girl with mousey hair emerged from the group of the first years and took her seat. The hat was placed on her small head and moments later, a raspy voice shouted, "Hufflepuff!" This seemed to provide no comfort for her terror, and she stumbled to the table of loudly cheering Hufflepuffs, her knees shaking.

"Potter, Lily!"

I saw Lily's auburn head bounce through the crowds of people and settle down on the seat with a determined look on her face. Almost before the sorting hat touched her head it cried out "Gryffindor!", and Lily bounced up, her flushed face turning immediately to where James was standing cheering ecstatically, his voice louder than any of the other Gryffindor's. Lily ran into his widely open arms and settled herself beside him when the cheering died down.

The feast was the affair that evening, as usual, where loads of delicious food was brought out – the house-elves totally outdid themselves. We all returned to our dormitories late in the evening. It was a pretty long walk from there to the Ravenclaw tower, and by the time we got there our trunks were waiting for us and we collapsed onto our invitingly warm beds.

After a few minutes of lying face-flat on the bed and listening distractedly to the others bantering on about some random crap, I remembered that as a Fifth year, our curfew to roam outdoors was 11. It being only 9:30, I decided to leave my busily chatting mates, and go outside.

I slipped off the bed. "Guys. I'm going to have some Me-time. If I'm not back by eleven send out a search party."

They waved me away and I took up my Firebolt, and exited the dormitory. The halls were silent apart from a few stray ghosts and bored looking teachers. I made my escape and lifted up into the air, the wind whipping my loose hair away from my face.

I bolted straight for the Quidditch pitch, gathering height and speed as I went, until I left the castle behind completely.

I took a steep dive and that... was when-

Shit.

I shut my eyes as I went crashing into someone else flying near me – what the hell did they think they were doing? – this... was...my... ME... TIME...

I swerved upwards and watched in horror as the person I had hit went fell from his broom – oh – crap –

I chased him down, using my skills in flying to move as quickly as possible, but even that wasn't enough...

In my terror, I whipped out my wand and sent a cushioning spell down hurriedly-

Come on...

Don't die...

Thank God. He slowed dramatically before landing with a light thump on the grassy ground.

"I'M SO SORRY!" I yelled at the moving body down below. I flew down the remaining 20ft and landed next to him, offering my hand to help him up which he refused.

"I'm really sorry," I repeated. He just looked at me, his dark eyes piercing mine, 'I was just... not paying attention obviously.'

A flicker of a smile crossed his carefully refined features, but he still said nothing.

"Well we should be getting back to the castle...Are you coming?' I asked. He followed me silently towards the castle, having bewitched his broom to follow him. We walked, not talking, to the Mable Staircase, where we parted ways.

"I'm Beatrice Longbottom," I said, one foot on the first step and my hand out stretched to shake his. He took it.

"Oscar Zabini."

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