Okay, so this took a little longer than I intended but here it is: a new chapter! But I really want to thank all the great people who reviewed my story and mainly the last chapter: avengeme, Prettylittleliarxxx, xXMizz Alec VolturiXx, a person, BlueRose22, XXciciXkitsuXX and LillyLunaK!

To answer a question I've gotten: I don't know yet if Cedric will be in the DA as well. Yes, since he is alive things will be different from the movies (already some things are thanks to Danny's existence) and I don't know myself yet what Cedric being a live will change. Maybe he will be in the DA, maybe he won't but I can already tell you he'll be a very present character in this story :)

Chapter 7

I'm already regretting agreeing to help Ron Weasley get ready for try-outs. Actually, I regretted it the moment I told Harry I'd do it. He's not bad at it. Honestly, he isn't. When I arrived at the pitch and he was trying to stop Harry's quaffles, he got every single one of them. He ducked and dived just the way a good keeper should. But then he noticed me getting on my broom and it all went down the drain. He missed every single one of my throws and I wasn't even trying to make it hard on him yet. Why did he suddenly suck at it?

"How hard can it be to catch one quaffle? Just one!?" I yell at him in frustration.

"Danny, he's trying." Harry hushes next to me.

"Well, just plain trying the way he is now, is not going to get him that spot on the team. And you're wasting my time!" I yell at him.

"Nobody forced you to come!" He shouts back angrily.

Actually not the truth. Harry kind of guilt tripped me into doing this.

"Try-outs are tomorrow afternoon. He's not going to get any better than this." I say to Harry.

"Just a little more. I swear he was doing so great before you came."

"Yeah well, stage fright isn't really a good thing when you have to play a Quidditch game with hundred students watching your every move."

Maybe me pointing out the fact that he wouldn't be good enough for the team this way, made him mess it up even more. Because he was even worse after that, if that's even possible. So the three of us walked back to the Great Hall for dinner with a non satisfied feeling.

"How did practise go?" Granger asked us once we sat down.

"Not that bad." Harry tried to mask the failure that was Weasley's training session.

Not that bad? Weasley made the titanic look like a success. At least this is something he agreed on with me because he rolled his eyes at Harry.

"You ready for the try-outs tomorrow?" She asked.

"No, he isn't." I scoff.

Most people were trying out for chaser, unfortunately for me, but Weasley still had some people to beat if he wanted the spot of keeper on the team. I made it a point to know all the people trying out for the spot I wanted.

Ginny Weasley was the biggest threat, coming from a family with all good Quidditch players, if you don't count her youngest brother. I still haven't gotten the chance to see her play but according to the Golden Trio she plays well.

Colin Creevey and his younger brother Dennis are trying out as well but Harry told me they try out every year and they don't really have the skills for it. I thought it was still admirable that they keep trying but Granger told me that the main reason they try out is so that they can spend some time with Harry. Apparently they've been the president and vice-president of the Harry Potter Fan Club for four years now.

A bunch of second years were trying out as well but there is no way they'll be better than me. They're just all so excited about finally being allowed to try out for the team. I'm sure none of them fly as well as me.

For a moment it seemed I was going to get some competition from Cormac McLaggen but he apparently changed his mind and is going for the spot of keeper. He's a damn good flyer so Weasley's in for a hard fight, which he'll lose.

"You just need a good night sleep and tomorrow everything will be okay." Granger smiles. "Off to bed now, all three of you."

"When did you become my mother?" I scoff angrily at her but still did what she told me to do.

Not because she has any authority over me but she was right. If I wanted to kick ass at the pitch tomorrow, I would need my sleep. I crawled into bed quickly and surprisingly enough slept a dreamless sleep.

The next day I was up way too early. I just couldn't fall back asleep, I was too excited about the try-outs. So instead of lying in my bed, I got dressed and went to the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Good luck at the try-outs today." An unknown guy says to me once I sat down at the Gryffindor table.

Since he is sitting at this table and wearing the colours of my house, I think it's safe to assume he's in Gryffindor as well.

"Thanks." I reply, a little confused as to why this guy is talking to me.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"I guess?"

I just hope the question isn't 'Do you think you're brother is a liar?'. because if it is, I swear to Merlin, I'm going to rearrange his face. I've heard that question way too often since I arrived at this school. Which means I've also hexed a few people and was thus unsuccessful at keeping one of the promises to my mother. Well, we all knew that wouldn't last.

"Would you like to go with me to the next Hogsmeade trip?"

That definitely wasn't a question I had been expecting. Sure, since me and Jonathan broke up I have been thinking it's time for me to get back on the horse and start dating again but this guy wasn't really who came to mind.

"Oh, euhm..." I am staling, trying to find the words that make me refusing him sound nicely.

"Hey, babe." Diggory suddenly glides into the seat next to me and presses a soft kiss to my cheek. "Oh, hi there. Was there something you wanted to ask Danny?"

The way he says it, accompanied by the glare makes it pretty clear to the boy that he shouldn't repeat the question.

"No, nothing. Just wishing her good luck for today. So... good luck." The guy disappears as quickly as he had shown up.

"What do you think you're doing?" I huff angrily at Diggory and push his arm off my shoulder that he put there almost possessively.

"Helping you out. It seemed like you were having a hard time saying no to the guy." He smiles happily at me.

It's like every time we see each other again he has forgotten every bad conversation we've ever had. Does he erase it from his memory on purpose or was there just something really wrong going on in his brain?"

"I have no trouble saying no to people."

He just laughs, as if he finds that hard to believe.

"And calling me babe and kissing me," I make a big gesture of wiping my cheek where he had put his lips moments earlier. "was the only thing you could come up with?"

"It did the trick, didn't it?" He shrugs and then tucks my hair behind my ear.

"That!" I slap his hand away. "That is exactly why people think you and I are dating!"

"People think we're dating?" He smiles.

"Yes, apparently that's the gossip around here. Definitely explains why every girl in this school seems to try to glare me to death." I scoff.

"People think we're dating?" He repeats.

"That's what I just said!" I sigh annoyed. "Don't know why someone found it necessary to make up such a ridiculous affair."

"Were you the one to spread the gossip?"

"What?!" I turn angrily towards him. "Why would I do such a thing?!"

I honestly feel really insulted that he thinks I would do such a thing.

"Because you want it to be the truth." He grins arrogantly.

"As if!" I scoff

"You know..." He seems to think about what he's going to say next. "I wouldn't say no if you asked me out."

Before I can get angry and slap him, he once again presses a kiss to my cheek and bolts towards the table of his house.

I wipe my cheek as fast as I can. Doesn't that guy understand boundaries?

"Are you sure nothing's going on between the two of you?" Harry asks me.

I haven't even seen him approaching the table, let alone seen him giving me and Diggory strange looks.

"Positive." I huff.

He looks like there's still something he wants to ask me but seems to decide against it.

"Ready for today?"

"Yep." I smile.

I really am. I feel like I can take on the world today. A little try-out shouldn't be too hard.

"Where's Weasley?" I ask Harry while finally starting on my breakfast.

"Stressing out. He told me to go on ahead. Keeper is the last position for the try-outs anyway."

"Let me guess: chaser's the first one?"

"Of course." He grins.

Even though I felt pretty great today, my nerves still kicked in once we made our way to the Quidditch pit. Harry on the other hand looked the most relaxed I had seen him in days.

"Aren't you nervous?" I ask him, a little annoyed by his laidback attitude.

"Nope, no one has ever caught the snitch before me in a game."

"I have." I grin smugly.

"That's why I'm happy you prefer playing chaser over seeker." He smiles.

Seeker was a fun position as well but you're kind of out of the game with your little quest for the snitch. I prefer being in the middle of it, playing together with the other chasers.

There were already some people present at the pitch when me and Harry arrived there. Angelina, the new Quidditch captain, was of course there as well and writing everyone's name down on a piece of parchment.

"Name?" She asks when we approach her.

"You've known me since my first year." Harry rolls his eyes at her.

"Name?"

"Harry Potter." He sighs.

I give her my name as well and the position I'll be trying out for.

"The chasers are up first. You can get ready over there." She points to where I see Ginny Weasley standing with her broom in hand.

I nod and go join the redheaded girl.

"Good luck." Ginny Weasley smiles at me.

Normally I wouldn't wish her good luck because that's kind of like hoping I'll fall of my broom or make a complete fool of myself. But since it is the nice thing to do, I wish her good luck as well.

"Have you seen Ron?" She suddenly asks me.

Oh, we're really going to have a conversation?

"No, but Harry said he was peeing his pants in the dorm." I say with a straight face.

"He is?" A random second year boy asks me.

"No." I reply dryly. "But Harry did say he was nervous and will be down here any second."

Even though I had actually been directing my words at Ginny Weasley, the small boy once again answered.

"Harry Potter says a lot of things. All of them lies." He huffs.

What?!

I'm pretty sure my face is bright red with anger now. And judging by the fearful look on Ginny's face, she thinks I'm about to explode. Which I am.

"What did you just say?" I hiss angrily at him.

"I said Harry Potter is a big fat liar and the entire wizarding world would be much better off if he had just disappeared into that maze last year. Not to mention-"

I didn't let him say anything else. How you ask? Well, let's just say my fist collided not so gently with his mouth. Oops. I just hit a second year boy who barely reaches my stomach. I realise that makes it kind of unfair and me a bully but come on, he was totally asking for it.

"Danny!" Angelina storms angrily to where the boy and I are standing.

Oh, right. Ginny's here too but she's just gaping at me with an open mouth.

"Did you just hit that boy?" Angelina yells at me.

"No."

"She did!" He whines, clutching his bleeding mouth.

"I saw you hit him." She says.

"Then why did you ask?" I shrug.

"Danny," She sighs. "I can't accept you on my team if you're going to be trouble."

"What? No, no, I wasn't being trouble. It was an accident, I swear."

So it wasn't really an accident but had I known beforehand that hitting that boy would mean I wouldn't be allowed on the team, I wouldn't have done it. Well,... I would have thought it through a tad better.

"She did it on purpose." He whines.

Little rat! It was his goddamn fault anyway. He shouldn't have said such a thing about Harry.

"I'm sorry, Danny, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She sighs.

"But I didn't even get to try-out!" I yell.

"I'm sorry." She says again and then bars my name of the list.

And just like that I lost my possible spot on the team.

"What just happened?" Harry asks me when I angrily leave the Quidditch field.

"I can't try-out." I huff furiously.

"What?! Why not?"

"Because I punched the boy!"

"Why would you punch him?"

Because he was calling Harry a liar. Everyone calls him a liar and I'm just so damn sick of it. He knows what the people are saying about him but we don't explicitly talk about it a lot. It just makes him sad when we remind him that he has the reputation of being a liar now.

"He was rude and totally deserved it."

He didn't ask me what the boy had said to get me that angry. He probably knew what it was about.

"I'll go talk to Angelina. I'm sure she'll change her mind."

"Don't bother." I huff.

She looked pretty sure about the decision she made. He's not going to be able to change that. He did still go up to her. I didn't stay around to watch her once again say that I can't get on my broom.

"Where are you going?" Ron Weasley asked me when I crossed paths with him on my way back to the castle. "Is your try-out already over? Did you make the team?"

"Shut up!" I hiss at him.

I was angry. At myself, at Angelina, at the stupid boy. But I was the angriest with someone who didn't deserve my anger at all. I was angry at Harry. Why? Because standing up for him time and time again is not only tiresome and unrewarding, now it also caused me to lose something dear to me. I had really wanted to get back on a Quidditch team.

Knowing Harry did absolutely nothing, except tell the truth about what happened last year, to deserve me yelling at him, I stayed clear of him for the rest of the day. I spend my time wandering around the castle, being particularly harsh to the younger students.

By the time dinner came around, I was starving since I already skipped lunch to avoid the confrontation with Harry and the people who did make it on the team. I thought about just going to find some food in the kitchens the way I knew the golden trio has before but I never bothered asking Harry where it was. Plus I couldn't keep avoiding Harry. Better get it over with quickly. Even though I was still pretty upset about what happened this morning, I had some time to calm down and may not get angry once Harry talks to me. He doesn't deserve me being angry at him. And I'm the one who said I'd always be on his side. I can't go verbally attacking him then.

"Danny, I've been looking all over the castle for you." Harry rushed to me once I stepped inside of the Great Hall. "Where have you been?"

"Everywhere." I shrug. "Nowhere."

"That's not a really an answer." He frowns.

I shrug once again and site down next to granger who looks at me with compassion in her eyes. Ah, that's even worse. Besides, there are way worse things going on than not getting a chance to try out for the Quidditch team of your house.

"I tried talking to Angelina again but she wouldn't butch. I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

It's not like I expected anything else.

By the smile on the youngest Weasley's face, I guess it's safe to say she got the spot of chaser on the team. I'd rather have it be here than that awful boy.

"So I guess Ginny made the team?" I ask nonchalantly while piling food on my plate, trying not to care.

"Yeah, so did I!" Weasley beams.

"Good for you." I grumble and so don't mean it.

"I'm sorry Angelina wouldn't let you try out." Granger starts. "But seriously, what were you thinking? You should never, ever hit a second year old in the face! That was so incredibly irresponsible of you. You should know better than that. You're older than him and no matter what he did or said to make you angry, you should have acted like the bigger person and not-"

"Don't you ever just shut up?!" I yell angrily at her.

The people sitting closest to us stop talking and stare at me in shock. What?! Is it a crime to tell the know-it-all to shut up, just for one minute. It would be a wonderful break for all of us.

"What are you looking at?" I spat at the closest unknown girl.

"N-nothing." She stutters out.

Harry and his friends are staring at me as if I've gone crazy. I kind of have. I get back up, announce to my brother I'm not that hungry after all and leave the Great Hall again without even having had one bite to eat.

Arriving at my dorm, I decide to finally write Noa a letter. Finally, because in the two weeks I've been here I haven't and I've also been ignoring the ones she's written me. For a good reason though. I didn't have the heart to tell her I left Beauxbatons. As far as she and my other friends know I am currently suffering from a very severe case of the dragon pox and will be starting the school year later. I know I shouldn't have lied about something like that but I was afraid of her reaction. Not because she'd get angry – getting her angry is really hard to do by the way – but because I was afraid she'd get upset and I didn't want to hurt her feelings. But I guess after two weeks it's time to tell her the truth. So I grab a piece of parchment and a quill and start on my letter to my best friend.

Hi Noa,

If you're angry at me because I haven't written to you in two weeks, you have every right to be. I could come up with some kind of excuse right now like I've been out completely sick these past few weeks and I couldn't even lift a quill, but the truth is that that would be a lie. I'm not sick, I don't have the dragon pox. I'm not even at home. This is the part where you can cuss me out: I'm at Hogwarts and I will be for the next three years of my school career.

I changed schools. I'm not going back to Beauxbatons. I've wanted to tell you, I really did but I was afraid of what your reaction would be. And maybe, just maybe, I was hoping I would still change my mind. It was my own choice to leave Beauxbatons and come to Hogwarts but with every day that passes, I keep wondering if it was the good thing to do. I know it was. From all the things I've ever done this is my most selfless action. Because I'm doing it for Harry and I'm not getting any joy out of it.

I hope you can forgive me for keeping such an important thing from you. Just know that i really wish I was at Beauxbatons with you and all our friends right now.

I miss you.

Love,

Danny

I really wish she was here right now. At least to her I could talk about everything going on here. Being kicked off the Quidditch team before I even got a chance to get on my broom, having people gossip about me behind my back whether it's because I'm Harry Potter sister or supposedly dating the Golden Boy, me always having to stick up for my brother. I would feel so much better about all of it if I could just have my best friend here with me.

I decided to get Puengi to take this letter to Noa as soon as I could. Else I'll just keep postponing it. So instead of once again pining in my dorm, I made me way to the owlery.

On my way back from my owl's new home, I ran into Cyril.

"Hey, Danny." He smiles at me in greeting.

"Hi, Cyril." I greet back, not half as enthusiastic as he seems to be.

"Are you able to find your way around the castle now?"

"Yeah, thanks."

"I heard you tried out for the Quidditch team." He says.

"About that-"

"I heard the open spots were both taken by Weasleys. Sorry, you didn't make it."

"Yeah," I sigh. "Angelina said-"

"She said you were really good but the Weasley girl was just a tad better."

What?

"She said that?"

"Yep, about an hour ago."

She didn't even see my fly a broom, all she saw was my fist connecting with the boy's face. She didn't tell Cyril the reason I'm not on the team? Why would she lie about something like that? And if she told that made up story to Cyril, does that mean no one but the people present know I punched a little boy?

"Yeah... bummer." I frown.

"Don't take it too hard. Being a transfer student is pretty hard, you don't need Quidditch practice on top of that."

As if he has any idea what the word 'hard' really means.

I wanted to go ask Angelina why she didn't just tell people what really happened but at the same time I was a little worried that talking to her would just anger me again.

Running into Cyril got my mind focused on something else though. I had the schedule with all the patrols on it. I had wanted it for a certain reason and it's time I put that plan in motion.

Before the curfew would set in, I was going to pay a little visit to the library. I was hoping I'd find there what I desperately needed. I knew what I wanted to find, I just wasn't sure if it existed. It didn't. But this was the closest thing I could find to it:

Love Potion are a brew which causes the drinker to become infatuated or obsessed with the one who gave them the potion.

Amortentia is the strongest Love Potion in the world. It is recognisable by its mother-of-pearl sheen and by the spiralling steam that rises from it. The smell of the potion varies from person to person and is dependent upon what each individual finds appealing.

Well, that wasn't completely what I wanted. Amortentia was a bit too strong for what I had in mind.

I needed to find a way to know what goes on in this castle and I've picked the prefects as my eyes and ears. From what I've gathered from the schedule I took from the Head Girl's dorm, every night one girl and one boy patrols around the castle and by the end of their patrol they come together to discuss what they saw. So right now I'm searching for a way to get one of those prefects to tell me what happens in Hogwarts.

I've figured that the easiest way to do that is by slipping the male prefects with some kind of potion or put some sort of spell on them to make them spill their guts out to me. I thought there might be some kind of love potion that would make them willing to give me that information but I don't really want them to become completely infatuated with me.

But... if such a potion doesn't exist, then why don't I just create one like it. I'm good at potions, why wouldn't I be able to create one of my own? It's worth a try. It would probably be based on the same ingredients as a standard love potion.

Ashwinder eggs are the eggs of the Ashwinder, a magical serpent which is born from the embers of an unattended magical fire.

The Ashwinder eggs are extremely hot and flammable, and if not frozen in time, will light fire to the surrounding area. They are bright red, and when frozen, very valuable.

Frozen eggs are also a common ingredient in potions, particularly Love Potions.

A common ingredient? Then that shouldn't be too hard to find. Although, the book did say it's very valuable. I don't really feel like spending all my savings on eggs.

Rose thorns are sharp, hard structures found on the stem of a rose. They have magical proprieties and they are used as an ingredient for Love Potions.

That shouldn't be too hard to obtain either though professors Sprout may not be too happy when I raid her precious roses.

Pepermint is a mint plant. Severus Snape discovered that adding a sprig of it to the Elixir to Induce Euphoria, counteracted the potion's side effects of unrestrained singing and nose-tweaking.

It is also commonly used in both the Wizard and Muggle world to flavour sweets and concoctions. It is a known flavour of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.

Professor Snape discovered something? Who knew a professor at Hogwarts could actually accomplish anything? I figured Snape was always too busy being bitter and awful to invent anything.

Moonstone is a gemstone of medium value. Moonstones are of a milky colour and shine very brightly, almost as though they are a source of their own light. They are a useful potion ingredient. Powdered moonstones are used as an ingredient for the Draught of Peace and in several Love Potions.

Those were the main ingredients for any love potions. I would need to add some other ingredients and experiment a little to find the right dose. I'm not even thinking yet about the stirring way and in what order the ingredients should be added. This little project sounds like an awful lot of work but I'm pretty willing to do it.

Luckily I have the Marauders' Map on me. I am going to need that since I am going to sneak into Snape's office.

By the way: all the paragraphs that supposedly come from books, come from the Harry Potter wiki. I'm not that creative to invent ingredients.