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Slytherin's Potter

Chapter Twenty-One: Don't Mess With Slytherin's Girl

"So, what are we doing here again?" Lola asked as she looked out at the pitch. The entire Slytherin Quidditch team, plus quite a few other Slytherins, was sitting in the stands of the pitch as the Gryffindor tryouts got ready to start. They, along with a few other kids, were all waiting to watch.

"The team decided that we'd scope out the other teams' tryouts this year," Lily told her. "Scor's new and first decision as captain." Lily looked over at her. "And you just decided to tag along."

"There's Potter down there, looking like a jackass," Dante muttered as he sipped from a bottled water.

Lily looked down to see James standing on the grass in a practice uniform, with a clipboard in hand. His brow was furrowed as he looked at the paper. A whistle laid around his neck.

"This is going to be good," Lily muttered as the ones trying out came onto the field.

"Dude! Hugo Boy is trying out!" Jace said with a laugh.

Lily looked out again, and saw that it was true. Hugo was coming out onto the field. All of the Slytherin third years called him Hugo Boy, and treated him like a dog. It caught on after Lily had said in front of all of them that he was the Potter boys' puppy.

Christian and Jace both stood up on their seats. Jace cupped his mouth. "Sit, Hugo, sit!" he called out. Then the rest of the third year boys stood up and cupped their hands as well, and woofed and howled. The rest of the Slytherins began to laugh, while Hugo glared up at the stands, his face turning cherry red.

"And here's the rest of the Weasley lineup," Mitch said while he laughed. The rest of the family trying out had come out as well, and they all began to glare also. Except Lucy of course. Always the pacifist.

"Alright," Scorpius quieted down the Slytherins. "So, it looks like all Potter is going to do is add little Huey to the team. So it'll be the same thing with one new person."

"I thought Potter was having them all try out again?" Lana asked.

Scorpius rolled his eyes. "Like Potter's going to pick anyone over his family. In his fat head they're all better Quidditch players than anyone."

Lily snorted. "Yeah, that's why Molly fell off her broom that was a centimeter off the ground," she joked, much to the amusement of the others around her.

Keeper tryouts went first, and everything got a bit more interesting when they all learned that Hugo would be challenging Lucy for the Keeper position.

"Ooo! Tension in the family!" Lars laughed.

Scorpius almost fell off his seat. "Oh, man! How is Potter going to get out of this one?"

Lily watched as the tryout went on. Lucy did very good, worthy of the Keeper position on the Gryffindor team. But Hugo's tryout was worthy of something close to a reserve on a professional Quidditch team. That was no surprise though. It was all Hugo ever played as, and he practiced all the time as a kid.

"That Lucy kid is out," Mitch muttered.

"No chance is she coming back in as a Keeper," Dante laughed.

When Hugo's tryout was done, all of the third year Slytherins stood up. "Woof, woof!" they barked. James gave them a nasty look, and Lily gave him a small wave and a smile.

When the tryouts had ended, and the Gryffindors had all gone to shower before being told who made the team. Scorpius had the team huddle closer to listen to him.

"Ok, now, from the looks of it, everyone is the same, except that Potter will probably switch out Lucy for Hugo. And for their new Chaser, he'll probably pick that Tyler Creevey kid. So we have two new tactics to learn. And that Hugo kid is a much better Keeper, so we'll have to up our offense with Chasers," he told them.

When they finally came out from the locker room, James had them all line up so that he could call them out.

"Ok, Seeker, Albus Potter," James announced.

"Looks like we'll beat 'em again, huh, Lily?" Lars said loudly.

What was probably supposed to be Albus's proud stride was marred as the Slytherin's laughed, and he glared angrily at them as he looked back.

"Beaters, Fred Weasley and Marsha Finnigan."

Lily watched this carefully. Fred didn't look at James as he took his spot next to Albus. He didn't even look happy. It looked like he didn't even really care. James didn't look at him either. Marsha Finnigan looked happy though. She was very beautiful too. Tall, honey blonde hair, and pretty blue eyes. But she wasn't a stereotype. She wasn't a 'dumb blonde'. In fact, Lily remembered her as being quite smart.

"Our Keeper will be Hugo Weasley," James said with a smile.

As the Slytherin boys all woofed, Lily looked at Lucy. She looked accepting, but Lily could tell that she was disappointed. After all, Lucy loved flying, and loved Quidditch.

"And for our Chasers, we'll have me, Rose Weasley, and Lucy Weasley," James told them.

There was a great amount of surprise among everyone there, and there were quite a few angry looks from the kids that actually tried out for Chaser. But the Slytherins acted a bit differently. They laughed.

"Really, Potter? You saved your ass big time, huh?" Adrian said between laughs.

"Merlin, I'm tired of beating up girls on your team!" Lars joked.

"Looks like we'll have a few more broken nails on the field," Tamara Nott laughed.

Lily laughed too. It wasn't that she thought Lucy was too girly for the game. Actually, Lily knew that Lucy was a lot like her in the game of Quidditch. As long as she could fly and play, she didn't care how dirty she got. But what made her laugh was that James was still playing the elitist attitude. He never believed that anyone on his family that was in Gryffindor could be second in Quidditch to anyone else. He had often told her before she became a Slytherin that she would lead Gryffindor to victory in her second year.

"Way to piss off a chunk of your housemates, Potter!" Scorpius laughed.

James was obviously fuming, but he ignored the Slytherins as he kept talking to the team and the ones that had tried out. When he sent them off, Lily stretched.

"Well, shall we be on our way?" she asked. "I feel like I might throw up soon if I have to keep looking at Potter's face."

"Yeah, let's go," Scorpius told them. All the Slytherins stood up, and began to leave. But luck wasn't exactly with Lily once she'd stepped off the stands. She found Hugo waiting by the exit with a little group of other Gryffindor third years. And Hugo looked furious.

Lily grinned. "Hey, guys, look. It's the Gryffindor puppy! Woof!" she barked toward Hugo. The others all laughed.

Hugo gnashed his teeth. "Quit calling me that! I'm not a puppy!"

Lily scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Oh, please! I'm surprised you don't carry James's books to class for him." Hugo's face began to turn even redder. "Face it, Hugo Boy, that's all you are to them. Why don't you try manning up and taking a stand against them?"

Now Hugo scoffed. "Why? So I can be a total bitch, and everyone can hate me? So I can be like you?"

"Did you just call her a bitch?" Scorpius growled angrily.

"Because you might want to apologize if you did," Lars said with a glare. Both boys, plus the others of the Slytherin team came to stand around Lily. Hugo and the other Gryffindors now looked intimidated, although Hugo was hiding it a little.

Will Nott gave them a smirk through his glare. "Remember, kiddies, you're messing with the big boys here. If you can't back yourselves up and handle a fight, then you might not want to mess with Slytherin's favorite girl," he threatened.

Lily smirked at Hugo's now tinier form. "Wow, did you hear that? I heard the word 'favorite'. Now, how could I be people's favorite, yet be hated by everyone?" she mocked. "And, you say I'm a bitch? Well, I think you're a little mixed up. Because not only are you the Gryffindor puppy, but you're also James and Albus's bitch!" she spat.

Hugo glared at her, but he wasn't the one that fought back. It was a third year girl. Dark blonde hair, and snapping green eyes. If Lily remembered correctly, her name was Paige Wilde. "What a surprise. A Slytherin needing other and bigger people to fight her battles," she said snidely.

Lily glared at her now. "Oh, believe me, I don't need anyone fighting for me. I know for a fact that I can make sure you never talk again. And surprise, surprise, little Hugo needs a girl to stand up for him. No surprise that he isn't man enough to take care of himself. No, he needs Paige Wilde on his side. Tell me, does she hold your dick in her pocket too?" Lily sneered. The Slytherins all began to laugh and howl at the group of Gryffindors.

Hugo blushed furiously, but Paige just stepped closer. "Really? You think you can hurt me?"

Lily rolled her eyes. "I know I can hurt you. So why don't you go paint your nail and giggle somewhere else. I have better things to do than listen to you try and be witty."

Paige smirked at her. "Really? Because I think that you're just afraid."

Lily raised a brow at her. "Really? Afraid? Well, tell me, how afraid am I now?" Then without a thought, Lily swung, her fist connecting roughly with Paige Wilde's jaw. None of the Gryffindor's moved, too shocked at what they just saw. But the Slytherins all began to laugh and cheer again. Lily ignored them all, and jumped at Paige, knocking her onto the grass and dirt. She began to dig her nails into her cheek and dragging them down, and began yanking at her hair. She dug her knee into what was probably her stomach. Lily turned Paige's head, and rubbed her face and mouth into the dirt. When she let go of her face, she punched her again, this time hitting her eye.

"What is going on here!" Following the voice, Lily was being dragged off of Paige. Lily kept reaching out for her, and kicking her feet. But she was pulled up, and Lily saw that it was Madam Hooch. She was let go, and Madam Hooch went over to Paige, who was coughing and hacking on the ground. Lily pulled a few deep breaths, and looked back at the large group of Slytherins.

Scorpius was looking at Lily in wonder and pride. "Lil, that was amazing!"

Lars laughed as he looked at her too. "You kicked her ass!"

"Way to go, Lily Lu!" Tanner cheered.

"I don't think I've ever been prouder," Dante told her.

Lola and Lana pushed past the team, and looked at Lily carefully. "Are you ok?" Lana asked. "Did she hit you at all?"

Lily shrugged, still panting a little. Adrenaline was still running through her. "If she did, I don't feel it."

Lola began to wipe the grass off of her shirt and pants. "Our first weekend, and you start a fight. You are unbelievable, Lily." But then Lola smiled as she looked at Lily. "But I'm proud of you." The three girls began to laugh.

"Miss Potter!" Madam Hooch screeched.

Lily's shoulders tensed, and she turned slowly to see Madam Hooch glaring angrily at her. She could see the Gryffindors helping Paige limp away, most likely to the Hospital Wing. "Yes, Madam Hooch?" Lily asked, trying to sound as innocent as she could. Not that it would help at all.

"You are in big trouble!" she yelled furiously as she marched over to the Slytherins.

Lily sighed. "Yeah, yeah. How many detentions?" she asked.

"Well why don't we let the headmaster decide that?" Madam Hooch suggested with a glare. She grabbed Lily's wrist. "Come along, Miss Potter." She then began to drag Lily off.

Lily looked back at her friends. "Avenge me!" she called out to them, causing them all to laugh again. But once she lost sight of her fellow Slytherins, it was silent. Madam Hooch didn't say a word, but Lily could feel the anger radiating off of her. Lily suddenly had thoughts of Madam Hooch dragging her off to kill her in a hidden corner. Then Lily had to keep from laughing at the thought. When the pair reached the gargoyle that guarded the headmaster's office, they stopped.

"Thestral," Madam Hooch said clearly. The Gargoyle jumped out of the way, and Madam Hooch pulled Lily onto the stairs, which began to take them up to the next floor. Lily was now honestly a little worried. What would Professor Brown say? Would he be angry with her? Madam Hooch gave her no time to think or beg, and knocked on his door.

"Come in!" Professor Brown called out to them. Madam Hooch opened the door, and pulled Lily in. Professor Brown looked away from some papers on his desk to see them coming in. He looked at them with a little amusement, but a lot of confusion. "Well, this is unusual. Is there a problem?"

Madam Hooch forced Lily to sit in the chair in front of his desk. "After the Gryffindor Quidditch tryouts, I found Miss Potter here physically and brutally attacking Miss Paige Wilde. Miss Wilde couldn't even defend herself. She needed six other students to get her to the Hospital Wing," Madam Hooch explained.

Professor Brown raised an eyebrow at Lily. "Is this true, Miss Potter?"

Lily sighed. "Sort of. There's more to it."

He nodded. "Alright. Madam Hooch, would you mind leaving me and Miss Potter alone. I need to speak to her privately."

Madam Hooch nodded. "Of course." She left without another word, shutting the door loudly behind her.

Lily watched her go. "I think old age has really done a number on her happy meter," she muttered.

Professor Brown gave a chuckle. "Well, Lily, this is a serious matter. Explain?"

Lily turned back to him and sighed. "Well, the Slytherin team decided to watch the Gryffindor tryouts this year, so a few others came with us. After the tryouts, we all left together, and Hugo and some other Gryffindor third years confronted us. Hugo was mad. So I kind of picked at him a little, and then he got even angrier."

"What did you pick at?" Professor Brown asked.

Lily rubbed at the back of her neck. "Well, I called him a puppy. And then I told him that he should man up and stand up against James and Albus. Then he retaliated and called me . . ." Lily trailed off, unsure if she should say it in front of the headmaster.

But Professor Brown just nodded. "Called you what?"

"He called me a bitch and said that everyone hated me. So the team all stepped up and got mad at him and in his face. Then Paige came forward and said that I couldn't fight my own battles. So I said that Hugo wasn't man enough and that he needed her to stand up for himself. So she started to get into my face, and doubted that I could hurt her. I said that I knew I could, but that I had better things to do then listen to her try to be witty. Then she said I was afraid. So I hit her," Lily explained. "But, in my defense, she asked for a fight. It's not my fault that she talked too much smack and couldn't hold her own."

Professor Brown closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "Oh, Lily. She may have antagonized the fight, but you started it. And when you noticed that she couldn't even hurt you, you kept attacking. It's going to be hard to be lenient on you, and even lenient won't be nice," he told her.

Lily rolled her eyes. "Come on, Jacob. You know I'm not the only one in this school to get into a fight. And it was a fist fight. I didn't do anything that can't be fixed by a few potions or simple spells," she argued.

"I'm going to have to write your parents," he told her as he looked at her.

"And that's punishment enough, believe me," Lily told him. She propped her feet up at the edge of his desk. "Besides, teen girls fight. It happens all the time. This one just went past words. And that's her fault."

Professor Brown leaned forward a little on his desk. "Look, Lily. I know that kids fight. But the kids that get hurt tell their parents. And then I'm expected to do something. I can't promote this kind of behavior. I can't not punish your actions."

Lily shrugged. "So what? Give me a couple of detentions. I'm cool with that."

Professor Brown sighed. "I'm afraid that it's going to have to be more than a couple, Lily. We're talking at least a couple of weeks."

"He gave you two and a half weeks?" Jace exclaimed. "Even after they started it, and she asked for it?"

Lily nodded. "Yeah, but I think I got off easy. I don't care. It was worth it."

"It's still a little unfair. She was let out of the Hospital Wing quickly. And she's still only got a few bruises and a split lip," Lola replied.

But Lily only shrugged. "It's fine."

"Hey, Lily, can you help me with this Divination homework?" Jace asked as he looked at the paper in front of him.

Lily pushed away her boring Transfiguration paper, and looked at his. "Sure."

"How is Divination for you two?" Lola asked. She had been true to her word, and had taken Arithmacy and Ancient Ruins.

"Stupid," they both muttered.

"All lies," Lily told her. "But an easy pass."

"I just don't get it, and can't lie very well," Jace told her.

"I'll try to contain my amazement," Lola muttered as she looked at her Ancient Ruins book.

"Hey, Lily Lu!" The three looked over to where a couple of sixth years had called her name. A taller boy had been the one to call to her, and they were all grinning. "Nice job beating that Gryffindor's ass earlier."

Lily grinned. "Thanks," she told him. Then she looked back at Jace's essay.

"Dude, you're like a celebrity now," Jace joked. "Then again, you were before. What with your winning streak in Quidditch."

"Like Will said, she's Slytherin's favorite girl," Lola reminded.

Over the next few days, the word of Lily beating up Paige Wilde had spread like a forest fire. People twisted the story. Some making Paige look like a victim, and some making her look like the villain. Lily paid no attention to the stories, just laughing about it with the others when it was brought up. Since she was stuck with a new detention every night since, she was always reminded of what she did. And when she's gotten a very angry, but not a Howler, letter from her parents, Lily was very much reminded of what she'd done. She was honestly a little afraid when her mother threatened to come to the school if anything like that happened again. Paige had been a sight to see in class after that. Her lip was a little swollen, and split in the middle. Her eye was a little bruised, the potion she took apparently hadn't worked enough. And she had faint scars from where Lily had clawed at her cheek. And apparently Lily had yanked quite a bit of her hair actually out, and so Paige had cut her hair shorter. It didn't even reach her shoulders now.

Classes turned out to be a bit boring still. Divination was easy. Lily was an excellent liar. But she always fell asleep in that class, angering Professor Trelawney to no end. And Care of Magical Creatures was always a bit of a pain. Not the class. She loved the class work, and she found Hagrid to be a great teacher. But there were way too many Gryffindors in that class for Lily to handle.

But finally, the day came for the Slytherin team tryouts. Now, Gryffindor felt as if the tables had turned, for they had come to watch the Slytherin team. Scorpius had forbid the team from brining their new brooms, wanting to shock the entire school at the first game. He wanted to blow the Gryffindors away.

"Alright!" Scorpius told the ones trying out. "I posted in the common room that I was only going to fill in the Beater position. All the other players will be keeping their positions. After all, they've beaten all the other teams countless times, so I don't think I need to replace them. So, let's begin."

Lily watched with the rest of the team as numerous kids tried out for the position of Beater. But like the others, she wasn't surprised to see Tanner do the best out of all of them. And to make it fair, Scorpius held it to a vote of the team. They all voted for Tanner.

"Ok, you all did well, but Tanner is the winner here. But, the team and I will be posting a list of reserves later, so keep a look out," Scorpius assured them. "Otherwise, you can all go."

Lily stood up with the rest of the team, and stretched her legs. "So, Captain," Dante addressed, "when's our first practice."

"Tomorrow after dinner. Lily's worked it so that her detentions will be during breaks," Scorpius told them.

"Can we go then?" Adrian asked.

Scorpius nodded. "Yeah, let's go eat. I'm starved."

"We all are," Lars replied.

The team turned and began to walk. "Hey, Lily!"

They stopped, and Lily turned her head to see Lysander standing in the pitch, waving for her to come over. She smiled, and looked at the boys. "I'll meet you guys there," she told them. Then she was quickly making her way over to Lysander. She smiled even more when she was in front of him. "Hi there."

Lysander smiled. "Hey. I heard about the fight."

Lily's tried to keep her smile up, and did an ok job of it. "Really? Did I have horns in the story you heard?"

"Now, just wings," he joked. Lily laughed a little, but felt a little embarrassed. "I didn't really believe much of it, though. Just the part where you beat her up."

"Yeah, I believe that part too," Lily said with a forced laugh.

Lysander chuckled a little. "But, anyways, how have you been. I was a bit disappointed that we never had time to see each other again over the summer."

Lily blushed a little, her heart fluttering. "Oh, I've been good. I had a lot going on. If I wasn't practicing with the team, then I was working with Slughorn."

Lysander nodded, probably remembering her letters describing her practices and lessons. "Yeah, so are you still having those lessons?"

Lily nodded. "Yeah. We've gone way past third year stuff. I go from working on stuff from fourth year, to fifth year, to sixth year. It's been a lot of hard work, but it's been really fun," she told him.

"Yeah, it is a cool class," he agreed. Without really thinking about it, the two began walking toward the castle. "All I did over the summer was help my mum and dad with different work things, which was fun. I love magical beasts. It's why I take the class."

Lily smiled. "It is a fun class. The only bad part is that I have too many enemies in that class."

Lysander laughed. "I don't understand how you could have enemies at all, Lily. You're so nice, and funny."

Lily blushed again, only now her heart was hammering. She gave a weak laugh. "Yeah, but I'm usually only funny when I'm hurting someone's feelings."

But Lysander shook his head. "I think you've always been funny. And you've always been nice. I think people just get so touchy when you defend yourself."

"That's because I usually go over the top," Lily replied. "And I do sometimes start it."

"So? It's part of growing up. I've started fights before."

"Never a fist fight though." Lily didn't know why she was practically bashing herself in front of him. Maybe because Lysander seemed to be thinking that she was something that she wasn't. Like a saint.

"A fight's a fight. Someone always gets hurt," he told her.

Lily stopped walking, so he did the same. She looked up at him, and locked eyes with him. "Why are you defending me?" she demanded. She didn't mean to snap, but she didn't get it. Why was Lysander, such a sweet and nice guy, sticking up for her? She knew she was mean, that she made fun of people, and hurt them. She knew that she wasn't always nice. So why did he act like she was?

Lysander shoved his hands into his pockets, and his cheeks turned a little pink. "Because I like you. I think that's reason enough."

Lily felt like her face had burst into flames, and she was sure that her heart had already beaten a hole through her chest. She brought in a shaky breath, hating how she felt so . . . girly. "You . . . like me?"

Lysander scratched at his chin, his face a bit sheepish. "Yeah. I know it might seem weird, what with the two year difference, but . . . you're just so funny, and nice, and smart, and not to mention very pretty. And yeah, I've always thought that about you, but . . . this feeling is different."

Lily felt her whole body begin to feel weightless, as if she was floating. She felt like the smile on her lips would tear her face in half. "Well, what if I told you that I think that you're really sweet, and funny, and smart, and very talented, not to mention cute? What would you think then?" She didn't want to get ahead of herself. She didn't want to seem like some giggling idiot. So she was going to let him say if he wanted to be friends or . . . more than that.

Lysander's cheeks seemed permanently pink. "Well, then I would think that I should do this." And before Lily could ask what he meant, Lysander leaned down, and kissed her.

It was an innocent kiss, but Lily felt her heart soar. This kiss was so soft, so sweet . . . so perfect! Lily kissed him back just as softly and innocently, marveling in how soft his lips felt. But a little too soon, Lysander pulled away. His face was even more flushed, just like Lily was sure hers was.

Lysander cleared his throat. "Um, should I have done that?"

Lily smiled happily. "Yeah, you did the right thing."

"Well, then what do you think about me asking you to go with me on the first Hogsmeade trip?" he asked.

Lily's face almost fell. "I'd think that you're really sweet for asking, but I already made plans with the others."

Lysander's face did fall, and he bit the inside of his cheek. "Oh."

"But," Lily said quickly, "just know that if I hadn't already made plans, I would have totally said yes. I might have even squealed if didn't have plans already."

Lysander gave her a half smile. "It's ok. I understand. That's another thing I admire about you. You don't ditch people if you've already made plans with them." But what would he think of her plans if he knew? What would he think if he knew that she was going out to start trouble and probably drink a little? Would he still admire her? Would he kiss or ask her out again? But then again, why would he ever know?

Lily took his hand in hers. "How about you ask me that, but switch the part about the first trip to the second?"

Lysander smiled fully now. "Ok. Will you go with me to Hogsmeade on our second trip?"

Lily smiled back at him. "I'd love to."

"He asked you out?" Lola squealed. She and Lily were sitting alone in their dorm room, the other girls all enjoying their day outside.

Lily hadn't stopped smiling since she'd parted from Lysander. Lola had finally found the chance to drag her upstairs, and then drag the truth out of her. "Yes!" she squealed back. "I've never been so excited! I just wish that it was for the first trip to Hogsmeade instead of the second trip. I almost hate that I made plans with you guys."

"Just go with us next time!" Lola told her. "I think you should go on the date instead. The others would understand."

"Understand what?"

Both girls turned their heads to see Shannon Flint coming into the room. Shannon had changed a bit over the years as well. She was taller, the tallest girl in their year. Her once short and straight black hair was now long and quite curly. Lily never really talked to her much, at least not about personal things, but Lily found her to be very nice.

"Lily got asked out on a date by Lysander Scamander," Lola told her. Lily rolled her eyes at her best friend.

Shannon looked at Lily with happiness and surprise. "The fifth year? That cute Ravenclaw Prefect?" she squealed as she sat on Lola's bed. "What did you say?"

"Well I obviously said yes," Lily said with a laugh. "We're going on the second Hogsmeade trip."

"Why not the first? It's so much closer, and we'd get to hear the details sooner," Shannon asked with a grin.

Lily sighed. "I already promised the others that I'd go with them on the first trip."

Shannon sighed as well. "Well, you should probably go with them then, since you did say you'd go."

But Lola rolled her eyes. "But it's your first date, Lil! You know the others would understand if you didn't go."

"But even if they did understand, you did promise," Shannon reminded.

"What are you girls arguing about?" Megan Montague asked as her and Izzy Bones walked in. Megan was a nice girl . . . at times, but Lily was always able to get along with her. She was a little taller than Lily, with black hair that was always put up, and sharp green eyes.

Izzy Bones was the sweetest girl in their year, and the shortest. Lily got along with her easily, as did all the girls. In fact, they some times teased her that she should have been a Hufflepuff, good-heartedly that is. She had shortish light brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes.

Lola turned on her bed to face the girls, as did Shannon. Lily just rolled her eyes again. "Ok," Lola told them, "Lily has a date for the second Hogsmeade trip with Lysander Scamander. She wishes it could be the first trip, but she already promised to go with the others. I know the others wouldn't mind if she missed out on it for a date."

"But since she promised, I think she should stick with it," Shannon supplied.

Megan bit the inside of her cheek as she thought. "Lysander Scamander?"

"The Ravenclaw Prefect that's a fifth year," Shannon told her.

"He's one of their Beaters. The one with the longer hair," Lola added.

Megan looked understanding now. "Oh! Ok." She looked at Lily. "I think that if the others understand, you should go on the date. The guy's a total babe

"But, if she promised," Izzy said disagreeing.

Lily fell back onto her bed, laughing to herself as the other girls all debated about her date.