The next morning, Milly was eating breakfast with Fred and George. Lee walked into the Great Hall late, again, and sat down with them.
"Where have you been?" Fred asked curiously.
"Talking to McGonnagol, she thinks I should be the new Quidditch commentator!" Lee told them excitedly.
"Nice one mate!" George congratulated him.
"When's the next match?" Milly asked.
Lee swallowed. "Saturday" he answered.
"Saturday as in the day after tomorrow?" George asked.
"The very same" Lee replied nervously.
"You'll be fine! McGonnagol wouldn't have chosen you if she didn't think so" Milly reassured him.
"I hope so" Lee sighed. "I just don't want to humiliate myself in front of the entire school that's all"
"You won't, you heard Milly, McGonnagol obviously believes that you can do it" Fred encouraged him.
"I guess you're right" Lee agreed.
"You won't help yourself by panicking about it" Milly warned him.
"Listen to the woman" George said in a stage whisper, winking at Milly when she raised her eyebrows at him.
Everyone began filing out of the Great Hall and heading to their first lesson. "Come on you three, I don't want to get another detention already, it is only the second day" Milly told them all.
"That reminds me, how was your ddetention?" Fred asked as they headed out to Herbology.
Milly made a face. "Oh nothing to speak of" she brushed off his question. "But I told you Snape hates me!"
"Surely he shouldn't be allowed to hate you on the second day!" Lee protested.
"Oh believe me, he hates me alright! " Milly sighed.
"But why?" George asked.
"Let's just say, it's something to do with my family..." she said quietly.
