A couple of days later, I was in the Library. The whole castle was driving me crazy! I couldn't go anywhere without hearing people talking about the first quidditch match of the year, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. It was tomorrow. I thought I could find some quietness in the Library. I was sitting at my favourite table in the corner of the Library right next to one of the windows getting lost in a book when a familiar voice broke the peaceful silence.

"Rosie!"

I turned to see James and waved at him.

Madam Pince shhh him and gave him look.

"Whatever," James muttered in Madam Pince's direction.

James hurried over to my table and sat down across from me.

"Since when do you go to the Library?" I asked not remembering any other time that James had set foot in the Library.

"Since you're in here, I was looking for you," James said. "I knew you would be in here, this place is like a second dorm to you."

Madam Pince shhh James again. James rolled his eyes.

"Come on, Rosie. Let's go outside. I suddenly remember why I hate this place." James said not bothering to keep his voice down.

I quickly shoved my book into my bag and walked out of the Library with James. Trying to ignore Madam Pince grinding her teeth at us.

As we walked out of the Library a gush of fresh air hit me in the corridor. I breathed it in happily, it always got too stuffy in the Library, but I would never notice until I left and breathed in the air of the cool corridor.

"I got good news," James said brightly.

"What?" I asked curiously. Usually, James' good news involved something dangerous coming into his possession.

"Guess," James said excitedly.

"That could take forever James! Just tell me." I said knowing that the last time James said 'guess' I spent a full hour firing guesses at him, it became boring after 10 minutes.

"My Hogwarts dream has come through!" James said happily.

"And which dream is that?"

"My seeker dream, of course! Finch has quit the quidditch team so I get his spot!"

"What happened to Finch? I hope you didn't have anything to do with it."

James laughed. "Finch, the idiot, quit quidditch to have more time to focus on the Gob-Stones club."

I remembered Finch, he was a sixth year who would challenge everyone who past him to a game of Gob-Stones.

"Congrats James, so you're playing against Slytherin tomorrow?" I asked hesitantly knowing the subject of Albus could be still touchy with him.

"Yeah," James said less enthusiastically. "But don't start on about Albus, tomorrow he just another seeker."

"But, James, he's still your brother."

"Just another seeker."

I gave James a worried look.

James quickly changed the topic from Albus. "Here, Rose." He unwrapped his Gryffindor scarf from his neck and handed it to me. "Something Gryffindory for you, when you cheer me on tomorrow."

I felt a pang of guilt as I took it. Sure Albus wasn't exactly my bff anymore, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings, I didn't want to lose him or upset my Gryffindor cousins.


"I won't support either of them," I concluded. "I'll just stand next to you guys in Ravenclaw colours."

It was that evening in the girl's dorm and I was just after explaining my Slytherin vs. Gryffindor situation to Abby and Jane.

"So can I have the scarf James gave you?" Abby asked hopefully. She had decided to support Gryffindor. She was currently sitting on her bed making Gryffindor t-shirts out of plain white t-shirts with a new spell she had learnt for the occasion.

"Sure," I said pulling it out of my bag nearby and handing it to her. "Just give it back to James afterwards."

Abby smiled and wrapped the scarf around her neck.

"Gryffindor pride!" Abby cheered fist pumping the air.

"Neutral pride!" I joined in.

"Will you two quiet down, it's just a quidditch match," Jane said trying to read.

"Here, Jane," Abby said throwing one of her freshly made Gryffindor t-shirts at Jane. "Get your lion pride on."

Jane amused at the crafty t-shirt tossed it onto her bedside table and headed to the bathroom, getting ready for bed.

"And, Rose," Abby said throwing me one. "In case you change your mind."

I caught the t-shirt and looked at it. On the front of it was a massive cartoon lion with the word Gryffindor written over it in wobbly bubble writing.

"Tap it with your wand," Abby instructed bursting with excitement.

I reached for my wand on my bedside table and tapped it on the t-shirt only to have my eyes blinded by the sudden flashing of red and gold light it produced, causing me to fall off the bed.

I threw it back at Abby who was laughing at my shock.

"It's a working progress," Abby said as I rubbed my eyes trying to get my vision back to normal. "I'm hoping that with enough work I can make it sing and stuff. Maybe even produce fireworks, like the ones Fred showed me."

"Okay, you work on that on your own and I'll go to bed," I said grabbing my toothbrush and heading for the bathroom. Which Jane was just returning from.

"Hey, Jane." I heard Abby say as I walked into the bathroom. "Tap the t-shirt with your wand and I guarantee it will blow you away."