"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?"
