I was sitting at a desk, a list of names who'd entered in front of me. I had the sign-up sheets categorised by what position they'd like to be. It was all paint-ball based, so it would hurt, but not seriously. There were going to be certain spots on the suit we'd have to wear where if you got hit there, like your heart area or head, a small needle would be inserted and your fall unconscious for a certain amount of time.

We were now auditioning for the part of a 'scout.' The people which go out from base and look for the flag. There were violent and non violent scouts, we had just finished the non violent, which the audition was to climb a tree, scale a wall, and point where footsteps came from without seeing anything.

I was fairly pleased with the 20 we'd got, and so was looking forward to this. That was until a certain someone walked brought the doors.

"Name?" I growled.

"Sirius Black," he grinned.

"Age?" I said, equally friendly as I was before.

"Sixteen."

After I had ticked off his name which I hadn't seen earlier and written his name down he looked at the course I'd set up for the 'violent scouts.' There was first a dodge run, where you had to dodge balls covered in paint, which I judged based on how much paint got on you. Then there was a shooting range. You picked up a paint gun and shot at moving targets, score based on how many you got. It finished with an AI in which you had to dodge and shoot.

To my disgust, Sirius only got shot once, only missed three of the targets, and succeeded in 'killing' the AI. He was the best one we saw all auditions. After we'd finished the scouts we did the 'doctors' who would have to take care of the scouts who'd got harmed. Then after we'd picked 20 of them we moved onto guards and then carers, who'd guard the flag and the people who'd finds the food, shelter and generally be helpful. Mechanics was easy, we gave them a broken paint gun and the 10 people who'd fix it the fastest got in.

In no time we got our team written up and stuck it to the notice board the next morning. I should probably say something about our school, and all three schools competing. They're all boarding schools in roughly he same area. For the game we'd get a five mile radius from the centre point - the fountain - roughly on the border where the three cities meet.

We were all fairly near the DBA, (Designated Battle Area,) as Mr Dumbledore was calling it, but none of the schools were actually inside it. Nothing was, really, apart from the fountain and the Hall which was where the three schools would meet for sharing performances and football matched and suchlike. I'd been there quiet a few times in the course of my time at Alistair's but all I knew about the place around it was that it was a forest.

I think we'd given out the places evenly, we had 20 non violent scouts, 150 violent scouts, 20 doctors, 10 mechanics, 50 guards, 30 carers and 20 people who helped me manage everyone else and were just general people, they could practically do anything.

"Hey! Lily!" my best friend, Alice, ran down the hallway.

"Don't really have time at the moment, Ally," I was heading for a meeting with the managers to discuss tactics.

"That's the problem, Hun. You don't have time for anything at the moment. The stress this is putting you under is terrible, come out with me and the girls tonight. We've got tickets for Wonder Whenever and Molly just pulled out. We have a spare ticket," she pleaded with me.

I sighed, "fine, when is it?"

She handed me the ticket and squealed, "Eight tonight. See you there!"

She rushed off, and so did I.

"Sorry I'm late," I slid into a chair wincing slightly.

"It's ok, we were just talking about where we are going to out the flag," I turned to see Sirius speaking.

"What are you doing here?" I had out him down for Scouting, I know I had.

"Slight problem. Goyle has been taken to hospital with a broken arm. He won't be out within the week and when he is allowed there's no way he'll be of any use," Sirius smirked.

"You could at least try to sound sorry," I snapped and assessed the other members of the meeting. "So, anyone know anything about the other schools?"

"I've got a brother who goes to Fernhurst," Blake Parkinson spoke up.

"And I've got a second cousin I think who goes to St Anne's," a first year girl said quietly. She may be young but she was a whizz with numbers. Maths may not be of much use to us in the complicated sense, but to have someone who can keep track of who's able to fight and who's not could be amazing.

"What's the boys' school like?" I turned to Blake, who may not be much of a charmer but he did know a bit of strategy from all those games he plays.

"Apparently it's a bit rough. He's always coming home with bruises and stuff. They're really into sport over there, they'll have real athletes, dunno how good they'll be with a gun, though," he shrugged.

"The girls?"

"Wussies. They're afraid of a chipped nail. I looked around there before coming here and it was appalling. Their idea of a fight would be a little shoving then, 'I hate you!' and they won't speak for a week," she grimaced.

"The girls will be easier to get, and the guys know that. We either go after the girlies or hit the guys while they're weak," I turned to my panel. "We'll have a vote then a speaker to say for or against."

There were exactly 10 either side.

"Blake? Why go for the girls first?" I turned to their side.

"Because our team of searchers and scouts is amazing. The guys are quick, but we have the brains," he kept it short but snappy.

"Sirius? Why go for the boys first?" I turned the other way.

"Because once they've got the girls they'll come after us. If we have a start on them, well theoretically get them first. Plus they'll have two flags to look after so their force will be divided," he used his hands to demonstrate what he meant.

"Thanks but I do know what divide means," I was stalling. Both sides had reasons. I could see more in going after the boys though so reluctantly I faced them, "The guys."

A/N Hello again, I just needed a way to get Sirius into the story properly. :P