"Go!" Young sounded the start of the contest two minutes after the snitch had been set free. Immediately, Fiona rose on her broom, flying far above the stadium. With quick eyes, she scanned the air, then looked more closely. She could see Malfoy away and below her. Almost immediately, she spotted a glint of gold. Her eyes latched on to it, and she dove. Malfoy didn't even see her until she was less than a foot away. He dove as she caught it. Coming for a landing in front of the team, she placed the snitch in Young's hand. "Do I have the position?" She asked coolly. Young looked up at Malfoy. "Draco! Get down here." He told Malfoy to stay on the ground. Young and the other team members then flew up into the air for conference. The boy glared at her, hate plain in his face. The team came back down. "You're in, Fiona." Young said. She didn't question how he knew her name; she was all over the school by now. "What?!" Draco yelled, outraged. "You heard me. You suck. You never win us a game. We have to score enough points so that if the other team catches the snitch they still won't win. So you're out. Black's in." Fiona smiled sweetly at Malfoy as he stalked off the field. Then she turned back to Young. "So, when's the first practice?"