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(A/N) To all my reviewers: You guys are so sweet! 10 points to Gryffindor! Wait! I'm a Slytherin! CAN I RE-SORT MYSELF? Maybe I shouldn't because then I would have to change my icon on AIM. Aw, man, I HATE IT WHEN I DO THIS! *calms down* Okay, here's to Chapter 13! *raises glass, drinks, and spits it out* All right! Who put real booze in here?

Chapter Thirteen: Crabbe, Goyle, and Quidditch

Simone

I walked through the rest of the day like I was floating. No one has ever said anything about us acting like our mother. That's a real treat!

Anyway, Arissa, Christina, Lisa, Jordan, and I were heading back to our Common Room after our study session in the library when we were stopped by two ugly, stupid 4th year Slytherin boys.

"Where are the Malfoy twins?" one of them asked with a dumb expression on his face.

We all looked at each other before Arissa answered, "Right here!"

The other one stared at us in shock. "You two are Draco Malfoy's daughters?"

I had had it by now. Who did these two think they were, insulting us? "Yes, we're his daughters, and if you two morons don't like it, you can leave!" I snapped.

"How the hell do you know our father?" Arissa asked, her face turning scarlet.

"Uh, well, see, our fathers were best friends when they came here," the first one said.

"Is that so?" I asked coolly.

They shook their ugly heads. "We should introduce ourselves. I'm Eric Goyle and this moron is Robert Crabbe," said the second, obviously slightly smarter than the first.

"And we should know you two gargoyles why?" I asked.

"Well," Eric said, wringing his robes. "Our dads always followed your father around. We just thought we'd carry out the tradition."

Robert nodded. "Well, apparently, you two are wrong!" Arissa said.

"But the tradition! We have to carry it out! Malfoys are always the boss, no matter how old we are!" Robert said.

I looked at Arissa, meaning 'Who the hell do they think they are?' These two morons were getting on my nerves.

"Look! We'll tell you what to do!" I said, grinning evilly at them. Arissa copied me. I love this twin brainwave!

They leaned closer to hear the Malfoy Words of Wisdom. "Never follow us again," I whispered.

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, dumbfounded. "You'll never get loyalty like this, Malfoys! Our father stayed with yours until Lucius kicked him out of the house! They'll hex you! You'll see!" Eric Goyle said as they ran from us.

"What did you tell them, Simone?" Jordan asked.

I gave her the same grin that I gave to Crabbe and Goyle. "Oh, nothing much. I just told them never follow us again."

"You guys are evil!" Christina exclaimed, bouncing like a bunny.

We giggled. "We have to tell Dad about this," Arissa said.

I nodded. "I know that, Rissa. Don't worry. Dad won't believe it." I looked around the hall to make sure that no one was watching. "Let's go," I said.

We walked quickly to the Common Room, only to see it was flooded with students.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Landon turned around. "Oh, we're just seeing who made the Gryffindor team," he said.

We knew we didn't have a chance. First years were never allowed on the House teams.

"Wait a second! Arissa, you name's here! You're the new Gryffindor Chaser!" Justin exclaimed.

"What?" she asked shakily.

"You heard me right! You're the new Chaser!"

"Wait a minute, Justin. Simone's here as well. She's the new Beater!"

"WHAT?" I asked.

"We're serious! See?" Landon said as he pointed to the list. There it was, in green and white.

Arissa Malfoy- Chaser

Simone Malfoy- Beater

"Hey! At least we can tell you apart on the pitch!" Landon said. He's the Gryffindor Seeker. Justin is the other Gryffindor Beater.

"Oh, stop it you two!" Arissa said. "How can we be on the team? We didn't even try out!"

"Apparently, McGonagall saw you ride your brooms yesterday," Justin said. "She was impressed."

"Or either that or Madam Hooch was impressed with the way you two ride your brooms!"

"Shut up, guys!" I said, my face turning pink.

"Well, congratulations, you two!" Jordan said.

"Make Gryffindor proud!" Lisa said.

"They already do! They'll work their tails off, right?" Christina asked.

We did a group hug, the boys included. Afterward, Arissa and I ran to our dorm to tell our parents the good news. It was the ending of a perfect day.

(A/N) I'm exhausted! No more late night writing for me! Oh, well, review!