**Ooh. Hey. I don't own Harry Potter. BIG surprise. But anyway, read the story, and don't forget to Read & Review!**

Lengthened Summary: Possible romance, lots of action and comedy later on. Ron and Harry face dilemmas recruiting more Quidditch team members, and it involves a possible romance… (don't worry, R+He all the way, but maybe OC+Ha or OC+D, who knows? It's a free country. Depends on the reviews. *Note* Last time I posted I had a PATHETIC amount of posts, so I'm really, really, really, hoping to get more this time. One of my first fics, so PLEASE, review! PLEASE!! It's my life! My soul! MY BEING! Erm, Thank you. One story coming right up. You like fries with that?

CHAPTER THREE: I once again am writing this before the story, DON'T ASK WHY, but oh well. Here goes. This *sigh* is going to be either another Quidditch practice, or a game, something, but there is going to be some *run in* with Draco, hrmm… *snort* and -uh- a Quidditch game later on, if not in this chapter, then, well, in the next. Also, this is where I bump up the rating to PG-13, not so much for smut, not just yet, but for violence, I guess. I don't know. Foul language, maybe. I HAVEN'T WRITTEN IT YET! Well. Ta.

"Oh! And I just decided to add a juicy little secret that I've been thinking about for a while now. You'll find out more about that later, though, about when they start their first Quidditch game… or something like that…" That would be coming in now… I think…
Actually it's not so huge, but you'll see.

Thank youee to TolkienFan711 for the title suggestion. THANKEE YOU!!

Once again, I'm just telling y'all again that this is going wherever you are wanting it.

Also, the ff.net site is terribly slow at updating my fics, and so its says new title, adjustments, etc. at my login page, but I found after an hour it hasn't done nothing much at the public viewage thing. *sigh* oh well, I'll live… but If you've reviewing and I haven't figured it out yet, that's why. (I'm hoping, HOPING that more than one person reviewed, YET I AM VERY HAPPY that even they did (go tolkienfan!!) but umm… yeah. If I get the impression no one's reading, then, well… umm…

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Gryffindor General Message Board:

"The following are the new members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Practice starts immediately, see me at the field at 5:00 Friday. If you have any problems tell Ron.

- Harry, Team Captain

Keeper - Rhiannon Rhieu, 4th
Seeker - Harry Potter, 5th
Chaser - Mallory DeBue, 3rd
Chaser - Ronald Weasley, 5th
Beater - Persephone Fords, 2nd
Beater - Dennison Carmana, 4th

I will give you your new Quidditch robes Friday at practice.
Thanks!

Rhiannon sighed as she read the message on the board. She had done it. She was so thrilled that she was actually going to be playing for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Over the summer she had practiced so hard with the neighborhood kids, and she was sure that she would do well. She couldn't wait until their first game, but luckily, they were having a practice within two days. She just couldn't wait.

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Harry scanned the field as he began to set up for their first practice. The field was empty, with no sign of Malfoy. He felt himself sigh in relief. He dragged the trunk towards the center of the field and let it down with a thump. He felt for his wand so he could levitate the heavy boxes of uniforms towards the center, too. Not finding his wand, Harry searched his pockets in a panic. Last time he had lost his wand…
"Looking for this, Potter?"
"Malfoy!" Harry gasped under his breath.
"You know, I was thinking about what you said last time. You know, about the lack of talent and all?"
"Yeah…"
Harry could hear footsteps. Someone was coming.
"Well, you know what…"
Malfoy walked to where Harry was standing in the center and raised his wand to Harry's neck.
"I just wanted to let you know that you are going to pay for that."
More footsteps.
"EXPELLIARMUS!"
Harry quickly turned around, feeling Malfoy fly past him, landing in a crumpled pile not ten feet away. In one graceful movement, Rhiannon caught his wand and held it proudly above her head.
"See this, Malfoy? See what I'm about to do with it?"
Malfoy watched meekly as she mounted her broom and rose a few feet into the air, still holding his wand. Harry watched in wonder. The girl did have courage.
Malfoy seemed to have come to his senses though, and he knocked Harry aside, grabbed his Firebolt, and followed after Rhiannon, who was waving his wand this way and that. Harry found that he didn't even care that Malfoy had taken his broom. This was going to be fun to watch, seeing Rhiannon whoop Malfoy bad, and he could always clean his broom later.
"Heeeey Malfooooy… I think I got something you neeeed…."
"Give it here, you bloody coward! Fuck you!"
"Ah ah ah! Not so fast! Coward my ass!"
"Give - it - here!"
Harry watched in interest from below. Other team members were beginning to arrive, and Ron, Ginny, and Hermione stepped cautiously onto the field, already hearing the comotion from far away. Mallory and Persephone were right behind them, and Harry could see Dennison racing down the steps out of the Entrance Hall.
"Freak! You bloody freak! Give it back!"
"You'll have to get it yourself!"
By now everyone had assembled on the field below, including Ginny and Hermione, who had come to watch. Malfoy's face grew red. Embarrassed beyond imagination, he threw himself at Rhiannon, who was now dangling his wand daintily. Rhiannon didn't expect this, as Malfoy clumsily knocked her from her broom, until she was only hanging by a leg. Upside down, Rhiannon threw her other leg over to try not to fall off. Malfoy struggled to stay on her broom, and he finally stabilized himself.
Completely out of her element, Rhiannon struggled to get right side up, with Malfoy's wand still clutched in her hand.
"Give it here, Rieu!"
"No!"
"Hand it over, or I'll knock you off!"
"No you won't!"
Down on the ground, Harry gasped. This hadn't turned out like he had expected. Malfoy had the upper hand now. Either she gave him back his wand or he would send her toppling, from three hundred feet almost. Looking beside him, he saw Ginny and Hermione looking equally shocked, while Ron was getting ready to mount his broom, lest she fall.
"Give it back!"
"No!"
"Fine! My regards to your mother!!"
Rhiannon let out a shrill scream as she fell from the broom, and Ron raced to get in position right below her. Dennison and Mallory ran below Ron, hoping they were the last resort. Hermione was busy trying to slow her fall. And then- she was gone.

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There. Secret? Maybe. You'll find out later. When I update. Later.
I might write another chapter tonight or I might not. It depends.
R&R, please, reviews are my soul! Quidditch game next time, promise! At least if it doesn't take too long to finish off this part…

Toodles! *torty*