Marissa felt somewhat relieved after she left the camp. The energy that was building in the crowd was enough to make her forget her worries with Oliver.

"Lovely day for Quidditch,"said Flo trodding along the path. "It shouldn't be long now....O look there's the entrance!"She stopped in her tracks."Curses..."

The two kids looked up at their aunt.

"What wrong?"asked Gavin.

"It's Lucious Malfoy."

Marissa cringed at the name. She looked over at the entrance to the stadium and sure enough there was Lucious, a hideous looking woman who appeared to be his wife, and their evil little son Draco. Now Marissa knew that Draco had wanted her for his own ever since last year. He always seemed to just pop up behind her when she was alone and tried to convice her that she shouldn't be hanging around Harry and his "Muggle-loving friends" the Weasley's. O how she wanted to permanently cross his eyes or turn him into a dung beetle. But, she controlled herself. She didn't want to take any chances harming percious little Draco for fear that his father would come after her. There was something not right about that family, she could sense it. They always sucked up to her family since her father was the Ministry of Magic's Ambassador to the Americas. He was their strongest tie between the two worlds and got a hefty salary because of it. Then Draco would go right around and tell her exactly what he thought of her living like and befriending Muggles. She couldn't stand the sight of his idiotic face but there was only one way into the stadium...

"Alright now kids,"said Aunt Flo adjusting her spectacles. "We're going to go over there, put on our pre-game smiles and act civil, you understand me? I don't want any funny business. Lord knows I'd like to give that Lucious a peice of my mind but this is neither the time nor the place. Come along now." The three of them, trying to look as pleasant as possible, walked over to the Malfoys who appeared to be waiting for them.

"Hello Lucious, Narcissa. Lovely day, isn't it?" said Aunt Flo in a cheesy, fake sort of voice.

"Why hello Flora! How lovely to see you once again! Yes. Nice weather for the match. If you want to take a catnap! A little rain and lightning wouldn't hurt! 'Makes things more interesting if you ask me. Keeps the players on their toes,"said Lucious with a devilish look on his face.

"Yes...on their toes...of course...well we better get a move on if we're going to make it up there in time..."the three adults headed up the stairs.

"Well if it isn't Marissa Thatcher and her trusty little sidekick brother Gavin."Draco was leaning against the wall smiling at Marissa. He walked over and attempted to kiss her hand but she jerked it away.

"O what's the matter love? I don't bite."

Gavin glared at him.

"I take it you have box seats also? Great. Then we could sit next to each other, possibly sneek off when the game starts to get boring..."

"Shut it Malfoy."Gavin shot him an icy stare and clenched his fists.

"O, the little brother trying to protect his older sister. How cute. I think the girl can speak for herself."

Marissa's anger had skyrocketed. Who does this little twerp think he is?

"Well we must be going. Ladies first,"he extended his arm letting her go before him. Marissa grabbed Gavin and hurried up the stairs. She practically ran all the way up the endless flights upstairs until she got to the box. They arrived at the box, tension in the air.

Lucious and Mr. Weasley seemed to be having a stare down, trying to see who could burn out who's pupils fastest. As she watched this, she felt an arm creep it's way around her waist. She dug her heel into Draco's toes and he let out a small yelp of pain.

"Ah yes...there's young Draco hiding behind his father. You kids know Draco right?" Cornelious Fudge, the Minister of Magic, turned to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They all nodded reluctantly. Things became calm again and Marissa and Gavin edge their way over to the Weasley's. Gavin took a seat next to Hermione and Marissa sat in between Harry and Fred.

"Marissa! Over here! You can sit next to Harry!"Ron said loudly so Draco could hear.

"Thanks for saving me a seat guys. I would have died if I had to sit next to Drano Maltboy. Did you know he tried to kiss my hand out there? I could have washed for a zillion year but I'd never be clean."

Harry looked at Draco angrily and felt his hand grasp his wand.'Control yourself Harry, control yourself.'

"He tried to what?! Little scum! Where's he at?"Fred stood abruptly but was pulled down by Marissa and George.

"Fred! Be quiet! Or they'll kick your red-headed behind out of here before the game even starts!"hissed Marissa. Fred calmed down and introduced her to Bill and Charlie his older brothers.

Harry felt quite nervous to be sitting next to Marissa the entire game. He could already feel his palms sweating.

"Excited Harry?"said Marissa noticing his diposition.

Harry's stomach lurched forward as looked at her.

"Just a little."

She let out a small laugh."Don't worry. Irish is gonna win. I can feel it. Besides you'll be safe right here in your seat. "

Harry gave her a sheepish smile.

"I bet you'll be out there one day,"said Marissa looking out onto the field.

"O I don't know about that. Those players are really good,"said Harry.

"Harry! You're the youngest player in a century! Not to mention a Seeker. You're great on the field."

"Thanks."

Harry could feel his cheeks and ears turn a darker shade of pink. He smiled at her once again and turned towards Ron who was doubled over with laughter.

"What is so funny?"Harry demanded.

"It's just that...you get this look on your face ever time she talks to you! It's hilarious!"Ron was nearly on his knees, grabbing his sides as they trembled with laughter. Harry slouched into his seat waiting for the game to begin...