'Look Rebecca if you're going to make the Quiditch team you have to hit the bludger, how many times do I have to tell you?' where the words of Gryffindor Seeker and Captain James Potter. He was busy running a Quiditch trial because he needed a new beater as Richard Adams left Hogwarts last year. Rebecca looked frightening; she was 6ft tall and very strong. She was quite a tom-boy and she looked scary but she was in fact very shy and caring and wouldn't hurt a fly, literally. She tried once again and this time she managed to touch the bludger with the bat but she hit it with so little force that it just dropped straight-out of her hand and down to the ground. 'I'm sure you tried you're best Rebecca' said James as she flew to the ground. 'Next' A small girl called Tiffany Holliday approached the Quiditch pitch cautiously. She climbed on her broom and kicked off into the air. When James saw her he thought immediately they were going to lose the Quiditch Cup and he didn't want to give her a chance. But there was no one else behind her so she was his 'last resort'. 'Ok now ..Tiffany I want you to hit the bludger ok got that' said James, talking to her as if she was a little girl. After all Tiffany was small but she was fifth year so she thought the captain was a bit of a dick head but she didn't say anything as she was bewitched by his blue eyes. 'Ok lets go' said James and he released the bludger. Tiffany took careful aim and hit it with all her power, the bludger went soaring and hit a 'sleeping' Sirius right on the nose. James rushed over to him and got there just in time since Sirius was losing consciousness. He flew him to the ground and walked him into the Hospital wing where Madam Pomfrey ran up to him and lay him down on the bed. James watched the limp form of Sirius but he was distracted by the smallest of squeaks coming from behind him. 'Did I.hurt him' came the voice of Tiffany. James had almost forgotten about her and his face spread into a smile. She was a good beater and his worries about losing the Quiditch Cup were forgotten. Tiffany melted when he smiled at her and she was yet again 'bewitched' only this time by his smile. 'Who Sirius?' 'Mumble wimble' were the words that exited Tiffany's mouth. James was used to girls falling all over him so he replied: 'No he'll be fine, it's his fault anyway he was day dreaming. Good shot though couldn't have done better me self '. But he might as well have been talking to a wall because Tiffany was still staring at him. 'Uh, Tiffany you can go now' said James. She blushed and started running up the stairs. 'Girls' said James to know one in particular as he headed to the Prefects bathroom to have a shower.

The next day there was a commotion in the common room of Gryffindor Tower, especially around the notice board where the Quiditch team had been pinned up. It read as follows:

[I]Rudyard Kipling [/I] Keeper [I]Martin Easterbrook [/I] Chaser [I]Gwyneth Whitehouse [/I] Chaser [I]Andrew Malcolm [/I] Chaser [I] Tiffany Halliday [/I] Beater [I]Sirius Black [/I] Beater (vc) [I] James Potter [/I] Seeker © Team practices every Monday, Tuesday and Fridays from 6:00-8:00

'Yes I made it' squealed an exited Tiffany after she'd read the notice board. James came down the stairs followed by a much more conscious Sirius Black. They slowly made their way down to the Great Hall and they were surprised to see only a mere number of people eating breakfast. After James had finished his toast a sleepy Lily walked into the Hall companied by Todd. She walked over to the Hufflepuff table and sat down. He waved a 'hi' to her and then his attention was once again drawn to the doors.