Hermione came into the room about an hour later. Ana was just about done unpacking. The kittens had fallen asleep in a ball on the bed. Hermione was giggling.

"What's so funny?" asked Ana.

"Nothing. I was talking to Fred," started Hermione.

"And?" asked Ana.

"He told me what you did."

"What did I do?" asked Ana.

"You kissed him," said Hermione. "He said that it was the worst kiss he had ever had since his first girlfriend. I think he just didn't want Percy or George or Ron kissing you."

"I don't care what he thinks. I liked it," said Ana in a determined voice. Hermione giggled again.

"What?" asked Ana as she dipped into bed.

"Uh...I heard Percy say to Harry right after Fred told them what happened that he would go out with you anyway. He thinks he could get you to go out with him even though he is a seventh year and you're a third year."

"...Cool."

Ana dreamt that she had a box. It had a bunch of names in it. They were Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Percy, Alex, Jennie and Hermione. She looked at them. They were like on playing cards. Her name was there too. She laid them out into a square like:

H R G
F A P
J H X

She knew her card was in the middle, but even though her name wasn't on any of the other cards it felt like one fit. Like her name was on it. But she couldn't read what it said. It wasn't written on yet. Like she has to choose who to put on that card.

The next few days they ignored each other. But then three days later, Saturday, Ana got out of bed an hour early. She put her clothes on and went down to the Gryffindor Common Room, and her kittens, although not in their basket, trailing close behind her. Ana sat at one of the tables, which was nearest the fire. The chairs were empty. But she didn't want to sit in them. She put each kitten on the table, one by one.

Then Ana waited. Waited for anything. Anyone. Anyone except one of the Weasley. Then what happened. Harry came downstairs in his quidditch outfit and his broomstick. He crept down the stairs and didn't notice Ana was at the table.

"You're having a quidditch practice in THIS weather?" asked Ana.

"What!" he screamed. "Oh...sorry I didn't think anyone was in here."

"So are you?" asked Ana.

"Yeah. Why?" asked Harry.

"No reason...hey! Can I come?" asked Ana.

"Sure I guess. Tryouts are today. We need of couple new chasers. Why don't you come down and warm up with us?" asked Harry.

"I'll be right down," said Ana. She ran upstairs to put the kittens back into the basket. She grabbed her broom and ran down stairs. She looked out the window to the quidditch field. A lot of people were warming up out on the field. Harry was waiting for her.

"Let's go," said Ana. She followed Harry to the field. About half way there she realized that Fred and George would be there.

"Oh! Shoot!" yelled Ana.

"What's wrong?" asked Harry.

"Will...uh...Fred and George be there? I really don't feel like being hounded in the air."

"They are really serious about being beaters. Just stay as far away from the bludger as possible. We'll start with those enchanted soft soccer balls. If it touches you just duck your broom."

"Okay, thanks." They got to the locker room about two seconds later.

"Don't we have separate locker rooms?" asked Ana as she followed Harry into one.

"No. We have separate changing compartments. Uh...you go that way. You'll see all the girls that are trying out. Sign the list outside the office over there first," said Harry, pointing across the corridor at a tan door with a window in it. One sign on one side of the door said . She put her name at the bottom of the list labeled GRYFFINDOR. Only seventeen people were trying out. She was number eighteen. She walked towards the door at the end of the hall. She walked through it and saw four more doors labeled G, R, H, and S. She went through the G door. She saw a fifth year in there named Jennie.

"Hey Ana. You trying out too?" asked Jennie.

"Yeah. We are up against about sixteen other people for chasers. There are only two spots. I hope we both make it."

"Yeah. Me too," replied Jennie. "What kind of broom do you have?"

"Nimbus Two-Thousand and Two. You?" asked Ana.

"I have a Lightning Bolt VI. I wish I had a Nimbus," said Jennie.

"Have you ever played chaser before?" asked Ana.

"Once or twice. How 'bout you?" asked Jennie back, as she slipped her cloak over her shoulders heading out to the field.

"I was captain of my quidditch team back in Cathearts. I miss my team. If we had Clarrisa on our side we would rule this school. She was a chaser too. We played side by side," Ana explained as they both stepped onto the grass. "Each of our houses, you know, Lilac, Iris, Rose, and Daisy, well, each house had its own quidditch practice field. There was one big quidditch field for games. I liked it there. It was bigger. It was the biggest and most prestigice school in all of the country."

"That's cool," said Jennie. They walked up to the Gryffindors where Harry was standing.

"What took you so long?" asked Harry.

"I don't have to tell you," said Ana.

"Yes you do!" he said.

"You don't want to know."

"Tell me!" he screamed.

"I was putting my bra on, Harry!" said Ana back in an annoyed voice.

"Oh," he said embarrassed. Fred and George had heard that and were laughing there heads off as they hurried over.

"Come on Jennie. Lets go practice. Thanks, Harry," said Ana, as she grabbed the quaffle that Harry was holding. She tossed it up. It rose to the height of the poles. About ten people were in the air already. Jennie and Ana rose up on their brooms and started chasing the quaffle. Ana caught it. They went to get into the game. She brought the quaffle down to Harry. She handed it to him but not quickly enough. Fred walked over to her.

"Hi Ana," he said. "I need to talk to you."

"You do? About what?" asked Ana.

"Something private."

"Okay. JENNIE!," yelled Ana. "I'LL BE RIGHT BACK!!!" Jennie nodded.

"We'll be in the stands, Oliver," said Fred as he took Ana by the arm.

"Okay," replied Oliver, deep in thought in his play book. They didn't stop walking until they got to the highest seats half way down the field. They didn't say anything all the way there.

"Look...," started Fred. "Did Hermione say anything about what I said?"

"Yeah," said Ana.

"I don't believe what I said. I...liked the kiss...did...did you?" asked Fred.

"Y-y-yes. I did," said Ana as she looked at her feet.

Will you be my girlfriend?" asked Fred. Fred pushed a piece of her hair out of her face. She looked at him with a twinkle in her eye.

"Yes."

He wanted to kiss her. He had to resist though. She had that sappy look that most girls get on their face when they are happy. He decided it would be okay to hug her. He wrapped one leg around her waist as he faced her. He put his arm under her hand. Ana liked this. Fred could see the look on George's face. Then what was funny was that Percy came to get one of the younger students and he asked where Fred was and pointed and Ana and him.