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Abby

Potter is blowing kisses to me.

Freaking blowing kisses.

I mean, really, what kind of bloke does that?

People around are starting to notice and turn around trying to see who is sending him the kisses to. I squirm in my sit and he smirks, surrounded by his family and friends.

I'm going to kill him.

"Is Potter...?" says my friend Lina, her mouth slightly open and her eyes about to leave her face.

"No" I scowl.

I can feel my sisters' glances on me from their tables, their identical brown eyes -the exact same color of mine- wide open. I try to communicate with him from my sit, glaring at him hot faced, apparently, our non-verbal conversation doesn't work because he adds a wink to the kiss. That or he's not scared at all by me.

Such a prat.

"He is" Lina insists "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" I cry "He's just trying to piss me off"

And he's accomplishing that. Half of the Great Hall is laughing at me now. Out of the corner of my eye, I'm pretty sure Professor Longbottom is trying hard not to smile and McGonagall is trying to take a look at whomever Potter is looking (A.K.A. me). I burn my face on my hands. Between my fingers, I see Lucy Weasley arguing with Hugo and Louis, who are both red from laughing, and Dominique being hold by her cousin Roxanne to prevent her for hitting Potter.

That reminds me we have our very first training session in fifteen minutes. To exit the Great Hall have to pass right next to Potter. My stomach twist at the though. I'm gonna kill him.

"Abby" says a voice from my left, Cassie is sitting a couple of places down with some boys of her year. Her dark eyes flashing dangerously towards Potter and his friends "Let's go. We have practice"

I nod thankfully

"I'll go to" Lina says standing up.

"She's not gonna tell Quidditch secrets" I tell Cassie when I see that she's looking suspiciously at her.

Cassie's tanned skin blushes a little, but she smiles a bit at Lina and my friend smiles back.

People look expectant as we made our way to the exit, as I supposed, Potter gets up too and meet us at the end of the Gryffindor table, right next to Holly and some of her friends. I see my little sister clench her fists and I can't help but smile a little, she's the size of a mouse.

"So.." Potter says smirking at me smugly "How about that date?"

I swear I actually hear a few people gasp. So dramatic. I wrinkle my nose with disgust and glare at him.

"You have to stop it" I warn.

"Stop what? Asking you on a date?"

"Yes" I say firmly "It's not a nice joke"

"Why does everyone think I'm not serious about this?" he says blinking really fast, his mouth slightly twisted in a grimace and passes a hand through his black hair, messing it even more.

A really pretty girl with an expressive face scoffs sitting next to Holly.

"Quit it, James" she says twisting her mouth in the exactly same way Potter does and throwing back a few strands of her really long and bright red hair.

I try to place her, because I know for sure that I know her, but it's not until Potter snaps "Mind you own business Lily" when I realize she's his little sister. I can't believe I didn't recognized her before, even if she's really changed during the summer, she just looks even more like her mum.

"You kinda make them my business when you alert the whole Great Hall" she snaps back.

Potter sticks out her tongue at her (how mature) but it surprises me that he lets it be without a come back. I read once in a magazine that James' soft spot was Lily, he was her favorite brother. Although why any girl will prefer Potter against his brother Al, who is a really sweet guy, is a mystery for me, I guess the magazine was right.

"Anyway, about the date?" he says turning to me again.

"No date" I tell him making my way towards the exit, felling Lina and Cassie following close behind. I nod at Lily Potter as I reach the door, and she smiles brightly at me.

"I'm not giving up!" Potter yells to my back.

Yeah, good luck with that.

Rosie

Emily looks like she's been waiting all morning when I show up in the pitch ten minutes before the actual hour. It's still warm outside and she's wearing a pair of blue sweatpants shorts and a withe tank top, bitting her nails nervously.

"Morning" she greets "McGonagall said the lockers between Gryffindor's and Hufflepuff's are ours. You can change there" she says pointing to my jeans and my blouse. "she said she was giving us a uniform by the end of next week too"

"I just hope it's not pink" I tell her.

"Or orange"

I choose a withe locker and put on a pair of black short leggings and a big Hollyhead Harpies top that belonged once to Aunt Ginny before tossing all my things inside.

When I walk out, Anna's already on the pitch talking cheerfully with Emily, a boy and a girl who I assume are her friends are sitting on the bleachers, she is extremely pale, but really pretty with her black hair cut around her chin, he has a prefect badge on his chest but doesn't really look like the serious tipe. They both smile at me when they catch me looking and I smile back, deciding I like them.

Abby looks furious as she marches down the pitch, Cassie and a tall Slytherin girl laughing behind. I wonder if any of them is friends with Malfoy,and if she would tell me how to pay my debt as soon as possible in case one is. I hate to owe something.

"Not a word" Abby says when we both reach Anna and Emily.

"About what?" I ask, winning myself a murderous look. They all just shake their heads. I'm about to insist when the picture in front of me paralyzes me "Oh Merlin" i mumble.

"I'm sorry!" Dominique cries getting closer. I wonder how anyone can look so good wearing some shorts and a black top. thank you veela great-grandmother "They wouldn't let me go" she explains pointing at our cousins, who are climbing the bleachers cheerfully "I made them swear they were loyal to us one by one"

Cassie's face looks doubtful for a minute, but Emily takes a look at them and nods.

"It's ok" she says moving her eyes from Lily to Ro and then to Lucy "I like your cousins" We all look at her and she makes a funny face "Your female cousins" she corrects. "Ok, we are gonna start with some laps. Poppy will catch us when she gets here. Came on!"

We do ten laps and then a bit of flying around exercises. During the real practice, Cassie actually hits my brooms with a bludger and Dom and I got used to Anna's style. Emily is a great keeper, but she keeps glancing at the castle and her watch.

Poppy doesn't appear until half an hour later She's sweating and red, but she doesn't look tired, in fact, she kicks the ground so hard she suddenly rises way above the pitch.

"I have to tell you something" she says.

"You're late" Emily scowls getting the snitch from her pocket "Start training, you don't have time to do laps"

"I know I'm late, but I've a reason..."

"You can tell us latter Poppy" Emily cuts looking really serious.

"It's important!" Poppy insists. Cassie and Abby got closer and she looks around for help "I heard the boys talking in the library"

"What boys?" I ask, interested despite my best efforts.

"Quidditch boys!" she exclaims darkly.

"From what House?" Dom says. Curiosity must be a Weasley gen.

"All Houses. They were all together. You wouldn't believe what they agreed to"

Wait, what?

"You can tell us after the training" Emily says pushing us to dissolve the group "Let's keep training"

"This is important!" Poppy asserts.

"Then it'll still be important after half an hour"

"Fine!" Poppy snaps freeing the snitch from Emily's hand "I'll catch the damn thing"

I try to concentrate on the Quaffle, but after fifteen minutes of shouting Emily gives up, knowing we are too busy thinking about the boys.

"OK!" she yells "LET'S GO DOWN!"

Anna helps her put all the balls back in place and the rest of us hurry after Poppy into the lockers room and surround her.

"I took back a book I've borrowed from the library wen I was heading back from my dorm after picking up my broom when I saw Jesse Fields, from my House, and Louis Weasley walking together. It was so strange that I followed them. They were all at the last table behind the Charms shelf. Last week the Slytherin team was there without Malfoy, lead by Flint. But today they were all together, even Malfoy. The four teams. I was already late and I didn't want them finding I was spying, so I turned to leave when Flint started to talk. I think some of the other Houses thought it was all a joke, but then he said that he knew how to beat us, girls, so everyone went silent and I hear very clear every word. According to him, we are "Fluffy romantic teenagers", so the plan is flirting with us to throw us off our game, he thinks if they get us to like them we won't be able to play against them in the pitch. He literally said that it was a win-win situation, they get to do whatever they are willing to do with us as long we were convinced they they liked us and stop thinking about Quidditch."

"Some boys started to talk but Flint said as long as not same team members flirt with the same girl it should be ok, the boys with a girlfriend didn't have to do it, because they are enough single ones. I though they will argue, but nobody said nothing. Apparently, they all think it's a brilliant plan. I left after a minute of silence, didn't want to get caught"

First, I'm shocked. Trying to process Poppy's story. Then Dom says. "I'm gonna kill m family" and all I can see is red.

That assholes. They are my bloody cousins and brother! I'm gonna hunt them down and cut them in tiny pieces so they can never be put back together again. My teammates look from astonished to really angry. Abby's face pale noticeable and I'm afraid she's gonna faint, but then grits her teeth and looks like a killer. Anna bites her lower lip so hard it bleeds, I can't say if it's for anger or for consternation. Poppy's brown eyes, already wet, burst into silent tears.

"It'll probably work" Emily says dumbstruck "I mean, if we didn't know. We will actually fell for their act and loose our focus on Quidditch" She clenches her fists and narrows her green eyes, looking quite scary despite how petite she is "I'm going to kill them"

We rush to the door all together, trying to be the first out to be the first in lay our hands in the boys.

"Stop!" Cassie shouts, the rage clearly in every inch of her face "I know how to use it against them"

"You do?" I ask astonished "Like, payback?"

"Think, ladies" she says as she grin evilly "Who are the hormonal teenagers in this story?"

Oh boy.