Amber woke up before anyone else on Sunday morning. The sun was coming through the windows of the Great Hall and was starting to warm up the cold air inside, Harry was still holding her hand when she sat up.

'Harry, wake up!' Amber whispered.

Harry turned over and put on his glasses.

'What…what's the time?' Harry asked fixing his glasses in his face.

Amber looked at her watch, 'Its half past six.' Amber said.

Harry looked down and saw that he was still holding Amber's hand.

'Oh, sorry…' Harry pulled his hand out of Amber's.

'It's okay. Really. Thanks for comforting me last night; it was really considerate of you.' Amber said, Harry smiled merrily.

'It's all right, anything to help my friends.' Harry smiled with a tint of red in his cheeks.

A snowy barn owl flew in the open window of the Great Hall.

'Hedwig, she's got post.' Harry watched Hedwig as she flew closer.

Hedwig landed on Harry's sleeping bag and dropped the note in Harry's hand.

'Meet you on the Quidditch pitch at eight. Bring Ambrosia with you. Oliver.' Harry read out softly.

Then an eagle owl flew in the same window as Hedwig.

'It's my owl, Hermes. He's got something for me…' The big owl, Hermes, landed on Amber's sleeping bag and looked at Hedwig.

'Hermes this is Hedwig. She's Harry's owl.' Hermes looked at Hedwig and nodded.

'Did you see that? Hermes just nodded at Hedwig…' Harry faltered.

'Well, they have to get to know each other if they're going to stay in the owl tower together.' Amber smiled.

Hermes dropped the yellow envelope in Amber's lap.

'What's this…?' Amber tore the thick envelope open.

'What is it?' Harry asked.

Amber took out a piece of paper and it folded itself into a swan.

'It's from Draco. He says I must go to the lake at ten o' clock…' Amber watched the swan swim in a pretend lake.

'But Oliver probably wants us to practice or something.' Harry said.

'But I'm not going to practice with you guys. I'll just be standing there looking silly.' Amber said.

Harry remembered he thought he was going to be kicked out of the Quidditch team when Amber came to Gryffindor.

'We better get ready to go down to the Quidditch pitch if we want to be there by eight.' Harry said.

'Oh, we probably should.' Amber reached for the bag at the end of her bed and slung it over her shoulder.

'Come on, get your stuff. We must use the prefects' bathroom on the fifth floor if we want to shower.' Amber picked up Harry's bag and gave it to him.

'But we're not allowed to use those bathrooms. It's only for prefects…' Harry said wide-eyed.

'It's not who you are, it's who you know. I've got a few prefect friends and they said no one is there until half past seven. So…let's get going.' Amber smiled.

Harry jumped up and slung his bag over his shoulder. The oak doors were already unlocked; they just checked that no one was in the corridors.

'Okay, I think we can make it to the third floor before Filch starts his patrol again.' They slowly made their way up the flights of stairs, before they heard footsteps.

'Filch, hide here…' Amber pulled Harry sideways behind a statue, it slowly opened and they stepped inside.

They stood really close to each other to fit inside the thin statue.

'How did you know…? Filch, this statue…' Harry asked.

'Let's just say I'm really good at this.' Amber whispered.

The footsteps died away into the long corridor.

'Okay he's gone. We've got about forty-five minutes in the bathroom before Filch starts his rounds again.'

Amber tapped the statue and it opened again. They slipped back out and walked along the forth floor corridor. They climbed the last flight of stairs to the fifth floor.

'There it is…' Amber said.

'Sweet Berry.' Amber whispered to the door. The lock slid inside the door and creaked open.

'Okay; now we only have forty minutes before Filch supposedly comes to unlock this door. So we must hurry.' Amber pushed open the door and stepped in,

'You stay on your side, okay?' Amber joked.

Harry laughed and went to the boys' side of the prefects' bathroom. He got undressed and stepped into the shower.

'Umm, Amber. There are no towels.' Harry said.

'Honestly Harry…' Harry heard a pop noise outside his shower door; he peeped outside and saw a towel on the table in front of his shower.

'Thanks.' Harry said again.

'It's a pleasure.' Amber said back.

The sound of the water in the shower was loud, drowning out Amber's humming. Harry was finished before Amber; he dried himself off and got dressed.

'Are you going to be long? We've only got about twenty minutes left.' Harry half-shouted above Amber's humming.

'Oh thanks for reminding me Harry.' Amber said.

Harry sat on the chair next to the divider between the girls and boys side. He heard the shower tap turn off, and then the door opened and closed again. Harry looked around the divider to see Amber wrapping a towel around herself.

'Harry, have you brushed your teeth yet?' Amber said.

Harry spun around and took a deep breath, 'Not yet…'

He opened his bag and took out his toothbrush and toothpaste. He started brushing his teeth quickly and Amber stepped around the corner, with her towel still wrapped around her.

'Can I have some toothpaste, I forgot mine.' Amber held out her toothbrush.

Harry rolled his eyes trying to look away from Amber, and squeezed some toothpaste out on Amber's toothbrush.

'Thanks Harry. And you don't have to look away, I am wearing a towel.' Amber said.

Harry looked up and blushed. Amber giggled and went back to her side. There was a few minutes silence before they finished brushing their teeth. Amber got dressed quickly and waited outside the door for Harry to finish packing his stuff away.

'Okay, we have a few minutes to make it to the Quidditch pitch before Filch comes back.' Amber said as Harry stepped out the door.

They locked the door again and made their way to the Entrance Hall.

'That was lucky. Now all we need is our brooms…' Amber took out her wand and told Harry to do the same.

'Remember the charm I taught you?' Amber asked.

'Yes of course I do.' Harry answered.

'Good, because I'm not walking all the way to the Quidditch pitch so early in the morning.' Amber said.

'Accio Firebolt!' They both shouted.

They waited for a minute, and then opened the Entrance Hall doors. The Firebolts were hovering in mid air on the steps.

'Good thing they didn't close all the Gryffindor tower windows, or we'll never have got them.' Amber said.

They both mounted their brooms and hovered ten or so metres above the ground.

'Race you there!' Amber shouted and zoomed off.

Harry raced after her, but in one minute they were rounding the Quidditch pitch ready for landing.

'You two! Stop playing and get down here!' Oliver shouted.

Harry and Amber landed and put their brooms over their shoulders. Most of the Quidditch team was there already, waiting for them.

'Oliver, this is Amber. Amber this is Oliver, our Quidditch captain.' Harry said.

'Very delighted to meet you…' Oliver took Amber's hand and kissed it, Amber started going red in the face.

Oliver straightened up and cleared his throat.

'I think it is a good idea to get a head start on Quidditch practice so we can win that Quidditch cup!' The team cheered and Oliver held up his hands to keep them quiet.

'We are extremely privileged to have Miss Galaxia here in our house; we can have a firm advantage over any team.' The team went quiet, thinking Oliver was going to kick one of the out for Amber to join.

'We would be very lucky, if Miss Galaxia would coach us and be our team reserve…' Oliver said.

The team looked delighted, and waited for Amber to give and answer.

'I'd love to.' Amber smiled.

The team swarmed her with hugs and handshakes.

'Now that we have a champion Seeker on our team, there's no way that we can loose.' Oliver said enthusiastically.

Oliver went to a trunk on the field and the team followed.

'Here are our Quidditch robes…' Oliver took them out and handed them to the team.

'Yes I know they're old, but it will just have to do.' Oliver said handing Amber a robe.

The team slipped the robes over their heads.

'We're going to practice over the Black Lake. Amber, would you mind teaching Harry a few tips…' Oliver said mounting his broom and telling the rest of the team to do the same.

'We'll see you two in an hour or so…' Oliver and the rest of the team disappeared behind the Quidditch stadium with the two Bludgers chasing them.

'Okay, this is going to be…different.' Amber laughed mounting her broom.

Harry did the same, after releasing the Snitch from its trunk.

'From what I've heard, you don't need much training.' Amber said to Harry hovering in mid air.

'Practice is always good, no matter how good you are.' Harry said.

'Okay then lets see who gets the Snitch first.' Amber said.

'You're on!' Harry shouted.

They both went higher up into the air, waiting for a sign of the Snitch. Amber circled the Quidditch stadium once, looking for a gold glint of the Snitch. Then they both saw it, floating around one of the Gryffindor stadium towers. They looked at each other once and made for it. The Snitch jittered around and disappeared into the sky. Harry and Amber still went for it, seeing a gold shimmer every now and again.

'I got it! 150 points to me!' Amber shouted; Harry stopped dead in the air.

Amber floated down towards Harry, holding the struggling Snitch in her hand.

'That's the way you do it Harry. But I think this Snitch is awfully slow…' Amber bragged.

'Okay. Okay you win.' Harry held up his hands in defeat.

'Harry I was thinking…'Amber tilted her head back and looked up slightly at Harry, he listened carefully,

'What were you thinking about?' Harry asked.

'Maybe I should buy our Quidditch team new robes…' Amber said sticking her finger through a hole in her robes.

Harry nodded in agreement.

'So, you think it's a good idea?' Amber said, getting ready to land.

Harry and Amber both landed, putting their brooms over their shoulders.

'Yeah, to be honest, I'd probably do the same. These robes are older than some of the players.' Harry joked.

'Do you think Dumbledore will let me go to Hogsmeade to get them?' Amber took her Firebolt off her shoulder and laid it on the grass.

'Depends when you want to go…' Harry put his Firebolt on the grass as well.

'As soon as possible. I don't think these things will stay together much longer' Amber said.

They sat on the grass; it was still damp and springy.

'So, is that it for Quidditch today?' Harry asked.

Amber shook her head, looking over the Quidditch stadium.

'No, just waiting for the rest of the team to finish their games.' Amber smiled.

'Maybe we should go to Dumbledore and ask him. He might just let us off school to get them.' Harry giggled.

Amber laughed along as well when she saw the rest of the Quidditch team appear over the top of the stadium.

'Shh, this is supposed to be a surprise. Don't tell anyone…' Amber had a cautious look on her face.

The rest of the Quidditch team landed and walked over to them sitting on the grass.

'Finished with your practice already Potter?' Oliver looked at Harry's broom lying on the grass.

'We were just talking some…strategy.' Harry scratched the back of his head.

'I think that was enough of a warm up practice for today. Tomorrow first thing after school every one must be here on the pitch ready to practice.' Oliver looked at his team for a response.

'Umm Oliver… Harry and I have to go somewhere tomorrow so we can't be here for practice…' Amber stuttered.

'Where are you two going that it's more important than Quidditch?' Oliver's curious face wondered over Amber's worried expression.

'Harry and I have… a project.' Amber looked down to hide her face.

'Then you two better make up for it soon.' Oliver had a serious expression on his face.

Amber and Harry looked at each other and nodded at Oliver.

'Okay. Everyone back to the castle, Sunday breakfast is about to be served.' Oliver shouted.