AN: Sorry, I think I may be overdoing the Peakes family, but I really like them.

This takes place when James is in Second Year. A year later folks! Coming up is Rose/Scorpius, probably, because I wrote a random drabble about them in Fifth Year, and then I had a dream I was in the National Library with Scorpius... anyway, yeah... don't like it, then flame. Review anyway, I will give you a bearhug! And also, if you would like to see anything written, feel free to ask!!!


9. Beaters.

"Right," said Josh Dingle looking at his team. "We've got the first match against Slytherin next week, and we're going to win."

"Should hope so." muttered Jen. "We've beat them six years running."

"Then you must be the lucky charm," Fred teased her.

"Fred, this is your first match. I think you can live up to Amber's legacy, but that means no flirting. Honestly." he said as Jen blushed.

"She's not his type Josh," said Zara, tossing the Quaffle to her fellow chaser. "Head Girl and our Fred? Get real."

"What's our plan of action?" asked Elliot peeling off his Keeper gloves.

"Score, get the Snitch, win." said Josh.

"Good plan." muttered James. "Looks like it's all down to me."

"James this is purely a trial run." warned Josh. "If you mess up, you're straight off the team again. I can very easily put Elliot back in Seeker and call Keeper try-outs."

"Then why didn't you?"

"Because you can do this if you put your mind to it."

"I prefer Keeper," said Elliot.

"Josh, if you're not going to say anything useful, can we please go and have a shower? I'm frozen." said Poppy. Elliot nodded.

Josh sighed. "Fine. Beaters, put away the balls."

"Why is it always us?" groaned Jen, but she stood up anyway. "Come on Fred," she said twirling her bat. The others disappeared for the showers as the two of them struggled to get the chained up Bludgers back in the box. At last Jen squashed the Quaffle in on top and they fitted the bats into the sides. They walked down the passage with the box and left it in the store room and began to make their way back along to the corridors.

"Think I can live up to Amber's standards?" Fred joked.

Jen shrugged. "Don't know. You might, I don't know, crack under the pressure tomorrow and go mad."

"How is Amber anyway? I haven't heard from them."

"Gregg and her are travelling at the moment. Last owl I got was in September, haven't the faintest where they are now." she said with a grin.

"And here I was thinking you were responsible and thoughtful."

Jen took the notion to threaten him with a hex for that and dug in her pocket for her wand. It wasn't there.

"Fred?" she asked. "Where's my wand?"

He frowned. "Maybe you left it in the store room. Come on, we'll go check."

They went back and looked around. "Could be under here," he said, pointing to the racks of waterproofs worn by students taking flying lessons in bad weather. He got down on his front and searched. "Ah, it is!" he said, retrieving it. "Wow, this is short!" he said looking at it. "Mine's nearly twelve inches."

"Mine"s only six and a half, alder and phoenix feather." she said as he stood up. Her fingers curled around it. He didn't let go. "Thanks," she said. He didn't let go of the end of it. Their hands touched. She looked at him. They were exactly the same height. She thought with a smile. Five foot nine. She grinned at him.

"You wouldn't like that wand. It's too calm for you."

"Really? So it suits its owner." he teased.

"Am I too calm for you?" she asked stepping forwards slightly.

"Sometimes," he raised his eyebrows. She took a step back. "Not today," he added hastily. She moved forwards again.

"As for me," he continued. "Mine is very tricky, likes to play up."

"Suits it owner then," said Jen.

"Although I reckon they'd do well with their forces put together," Fred said, and kissed her.

He let go of the wand and she put her arms around his neck.

"Fred?" came Zara's voice. "Fred are you here? Ben wants-" she turned the corner into the passage. "Oh." she said.

--

The next day was surprisingly warm for November. The three friends sat on the little landing stage built out onto the lake. Zara lay down at the end and trailed her fingers in the water.

"I actually think I'm going to be sick," she said. "She's Head Girl, Fred."

"And don't I know it?" Fred said.

"I agree with Zara, it's nauseating. Head Girl Jennifer Peakes and Fred Weasley the Second." said Ben. Fred punched him.

"I mean, you, Fred. And Jen?"

"Somebody's jealous." smirked Ben. Zara flicked water at him.

"It's actually disgusting. What will your dad say?"

"I'm not going to tell him," Fred said simply. "But I mean, Mum was a Prefect, and Dad married her."

"But Head Girl!"

"Shut up Zara!" said Fred. He nudged her closer to the edge.

"You wouldn't dare." she said sitting up.

"Wouldn't I?" he asked.

"Because you'd get into trouble and then your girlfriend wouldn't be happy." said Ben.

"Oh, you two just go away why don't you?" he said. "Remember my, ahem, girlfriend would be all too happy to punish you for teasing me."

They scarpered. Fred couldn't help but smile, even wider when Jen came running down to him in a very un-Head Girl-ish way.