"HAZEL!" Ron shouted as I sleepily was shaken awake by Hermione.

"What?" I asked opening my eyes, and then my face went bright red. "What the hell are you and Harry doing in the girls dormitory?" I screeched.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa! What do you mean? We're in the common room!" Harry said hastily, his face also bright red.

I looked around and sure enough, I was lying on one of the comfy red armchairs in front of the blazing fire.

"Oh." I said quietly.

"Hazel, we found you here when we woke up this morning, we didn't wake you because who knows what Professor Snape might have done, But the rest of the students have gone to breakfast, so you really do need to get up." Hermione chucked a pair of robes onto the side of the armchair.

"Hold it Hermione." Ron butted in, "What happened with Snape?" He looked deeply into my Bright crystal blue eyes, with that rare serious look on his face.

"Uh, nothing, like he said, he just helped me with my homework." I lied, because I really didn't know myself. All I remember is walking off with him, and then waking up here. Quite strange.

"Really? I can't see that being true." Harry tutted.

"It is! He was a bit reluctant at first when I asked him to help me the other day, but a promise is a promise, so he couldn't just let me hand it in late." I gave a weak smile.

"Hold on," Uh-Oh, that's Hermione's know-it-all face, "We haven't got any homework from Snape."

Uh-Oh.

"OK fine, I can't remember what happened." I said truthfully, standing up and walking over to the stairs, so I could change in piece.

The 3 of them looked at me, concerned, but I walked away before they could speak another word.

As usual, the tables filled up with plates and plates of; Sausages, toast, Waffles, egg and most importantly, BACON!

I entered the hall with the smell of all the delectable foods, my stomach rumbling after my dinnerless night before. I walked down the hall, towards where Hermione, Harry and Ron normally sat. But there was no one there. I then turned and saw that the only people here where Draco, Crabbe and Goyle, over at the slytherin table.

Suddenly the tables vanished. NO! My stomach screamed. Not again.

"Awe, little sis lost out on food for the second night in a row." Draco sneered, strutting down the now empty great hall towards me.

"Not now Drake, I have Defence against the dark arts in 5 minutes!" I said, checking my watch.

"But that can wait cant it?" Crabbe said in his mock-Baby voice. Well, actually, mock-baby hippo voice.

"No, it can't."

"I heard you made the Lions quiddich team." Goyle chanted, obviously over his crush.

I pushed past my brother and his cronies, and made my way towards the door. But something grabbed my attention. Professor Dumbledore was walking down the stairs with a man I'd never seen before. I stopped and looked at my brother, who was also watching Dumbledore. Quickly I snapped my attention back to my watch, Oh-No! I was late again!

I ignored Dumbledore and rushed out of the great hall, but I must have been going too fast because, I tripped and fell, but when I looked back to see what I tripped on, I saw only mrs Norris, Filches cat!

"No not good!" I muttered.

"What's not good?" A hand place on my shoulder, Dumbledore was standing behind me.

"Oh, professor, you made me jump." I lied, because I knew he was there, but this was the first time I'd come in contact with the headmaster, so I was kind of panicking!

"Not to worry." The man Dumbledore was with helped me up. But at that moment filch appeared.

"Well, well, wel-" He started, before looking up at who I was with, before hurriedly rushing away quickly.

"Oh, by the way, Oliver Wood told me to tell you, you have quiddich practise." Dumbledore said calmly.

"When?"

"Why, now." He smiled, but my smile sunk.

I picked up my school bag and ran from the entrance hall and down the rocky steps.

The wind was blowing strongly and it almost blew me off my feet. I carried on running down the side of the mountain until the quiddich pitch was in sight.

"Where have you been?" Wood shoved a broom at me and shooed me into the changing rooms.

I quickly changed into my quiddich robes while my stomach roared with hunger, I hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday! Surely it wasn't good to be playing keeper on an empty stomach!

"Hurry it up in there!" I heard George weasleys voice from outside the door.

"Coming!" I grabbed my broom and sprinted out of the door.

"So as you all know, the first quiddich game of the year is tomorrow." Ranted wood, "And as you also would know, Gryffindore hasn't one the house cup since bill Weasley played seeker, but I really think we have a chance this year!" Wood optimised, looking around at the sulking faces.

"Yeh, a fighting chance like we had last year and the year before that and the year before th-" Fred began

"Actually I really do think this year will be the year!" He looked at harry and smiled, then turned back to the group. "We have a brand new seeker, and a keeper also!"

"So, your too lazy to actually take part then?" Katie bell snorted.

"Ha, ha. I am taking part, I'm a chaser."

"Sad Alicia couldn't do it this year." Angelina Johnson impatiently leaned on her broomstick.

"Shall we get to business then?" I asked, clenching my stomach and gripping tightly to the end of the broom.

"Are you ok Hazel?" Katie asked.

"Fine, just…Rearing to go!" I hopped onto my broom and sped off towards the 3 hoops, before anyone else could question my health. Nothing could stop me playing quiddich.

"Ready?" Angelina shouted from across the pitch, Before the 3 chasers, Angelina, Katie and Oliver, came speeding down the pitch towards me.

Whack!

The first ball smashed strait into my face, but on the positive side, didn't fly into the hoop. It set me off balance, and I swerved, barely managing to keep up with the second ball.

The third ball rammed strait into my stomach, and I flew backwards through the hoops and fell off my broom.

"Aresto Momentum!" I screamed, slowing just before I hit the sand.

"No, you're not alright." Fred swooped down, his twin at his side.

"I'm fine!"

"No your not!" Harry helped me up, but I doubled over and fell back down. "You haven't eaten since lunch yesterday, you couldn't possibly have got to breakfast at the pace you where dressing."

My stomach leaped at the thought of food.

"Here, you should have said, I saved you a piece of toast, it's in the boys changing room. Once harry brought back the toast I ate it almost in one bite, not caring that it was a little dry.

"I jumped to my feet, that was sooo GOOD!"

"Its only toast." George laughed.

"Look guys." Wood Hopped back on his broom, "Lets get going before its slytherins turn to use the field."

"Right." We all said together.

AH! Dinner! At last!