(TFG: Thanks for all the reviews! J.K. Rowling owns the characters and stuff! Except I made up a few characters for the quidditch teams because the older ones left so... there needed to be more players! Ooh! I'm getting more ideas for this, so, hopefully, it'll be a long story... or my longest yet! :D

BraveSpiritGryffindor-lol! no, it's not going to be Herm and Craig! Don't worry!

Allie-Nope, just haven't updated in a while. But aren't you the one who emailed me? Just saying that anyway, in case you're not.

Sighhhhh-Oh my gosh! Thank you! Seriously! Thanks! Yeah, I think I like this one best out of all my fanfics so far, but I'm trying to make them better as I write more of them...

Starrynights13-lol! yeah, me too, but... (unfortunately)... she IS going to want him back... sigh...Thanks! and... you cried? I made someone cry? I feel so special! I'm going to use these newly developed skills to my full potential and rule the world! mua ha ha ha haaaaaaa! heheh... just kiddin'! :D

Hero-Thanks! Thanks for the ideas, too! *grins but doesn't say anything because if she says she might use those ideas people will know what's going to happen* heheh... ooops! Oh, no! how does that come off! aaaah! now you all know! (sry, I'm in a good mood....) But I LOVE when Ron and Malfoy have fights! hahaaa! cuz Ron's temper 'n' stuff and Malfoy will be standing there innocently, just casually saying something nice about Ron's family and Ron has to get all mean about it and.... *grins again*

dracoluva99-Thanks!

Lilie Blaze-You mean I almost made TWO people cry? Go meee! J/k! I know, she IS mean... we Draco fans should all get together and make him see reason *wink* *wink* Thank you!

superwtichysunshine-Thanks! Yeah, but is your penname 'superwtichysunshine'? or 'superwitchysunshine'? Just wondering, cuz I dunno if it'll make a difference, and if that was just a spelling error (I think so, but I dunno)

Discoveries-19-Gryffindor VS. Slytherin

Hermione, reluctantly, but not wanting to be late for class, made her way up the tower to her Arithmancy class, where she knew Malfoy would be waiting. Hopefully he wouldn't talk to her. She wasn't in the mood. But when would she be?

As she thought, he was sitting right there, by the door, in his usual spot. For once in her life, she wasn't the first one there. In fact, she was the last one there. Everyone else was already seated, and had their books out. She quickly moved over to her desk, took her seat, and watched the front of the room for the teacher. She wasn't there, yet. (TFG: I can't remember if their teacher was a male or female... I think it mentioned in one of the books though, I just forgot! :/)

A moment later, the teacher came into the room, and looked out at all her students. "Hello, and welcome class!" she said. "Let me just take role, and then we'll begin." She shuffled around and found a piece of parchment with the student's names on it. "Abbott, Hannah." "Here." "Bones, Susan." "Here." "Finch-Fletchley, Justin." "Here." "Granger, Hermione." "Here." Malfoy, Draco." "Here."

Hermione sort of zoned out, and quit paying attention to the role call. It suddenly dawned on her, that Malfoy was the only Slytherin in this whole class. It mainly consisted of Gryffindors, and Hufflepuffs. There were a few Ravenclaws as well. But he was the only Slytherin. Why had he chosen this class? Now that she thought about it, he was never in this class before. She'd had this class since her third year, but Malfoy hadn't. She was almost positive of that. Had he switched this last year? Or was it her imagination? Had he....?

"Miss Granger!"

She snapped her head up to the front of the room, and saw the teacher watching her. Then she looked around the classroom to see all the other students staring at her. One even whispered something to another, and they both chuckled a bit. She glared at them.

What happened? She'd been daydreaming for that long?

"Miss Granger, perhaps you'd like to sit outside in the hall for a while? Or would you like to start paying more attention?"

"No, professor... I'll pay attention."

"Good, then. I didn't want to have to punish you, Miss Granger. Let's continue with the lesson...."

So for the rest of the lesson, she didn't daydream at all. Not even once. She listened patiently to the teacher, and everything she had to say, and took notes on every detail. At the end of class, the teacher called her up.

"Miss Granger? Are you feeling alright?"

"Yes, yes. I'm fine. I'm terribly sorry about that. It'll never happen again," she apologized.

"As long as nothing's bothering you... I'll see you on Monday," the Professor said.

"Okay. Thank you."

~*~*~

"Welcome to Hogwarts first quidditch match of the year! I'm Alyssa Jordan, and I'll be your commentator! It's Gryffindor versus Slytherin! And an exciting match is in store for you! So stay right where you are, and the game will begin soon!"

Hermione laughed a bit. She already knew what sorts of things would be said by Alyssa Jordan today about the match. She was just like her brother, Lee Jordan, and favored the Gryffindor team. Of course, it WAS against Slytherin. But even if it wasn't, she'd always say 'GO, GRYFFINDORS!' no matter what. Hermione had the feeling Alyssa had a slight crush on Harry, and if that was true, Ginny would have to watch out.

As soon as everyone was seated in the bleachers, Alyssa continued. "Welcome, all wizards, witches and professors! Today is Gryffindor versus Slytherin! Please welcome the Gryffindor quidditch team!"

Hermione watched as Harry flew out first. Followed by Ron, the new keeper. Then came the two beaters, Mark and Max, twin brothers, in their fourth year. And last came the three, fourth year chasers, Cathy, Brittany, and Alex.

Hermione got along with all the team players. Well, other than now. But she still cheered for them anyway. Alex was probably her favorite, other than her best friends. Alex was a girl, named Alexandra, but she was more of a tomboy. She was really nice and caring.

Then there was Brittany, and Cathy. They were really girly, and loved to go shopping and paint their nails, and do all the normal girl stuff. They were pretty cool, too. But sometimes they were a little too... snobby. Only sometimes, though.

Mark and Max, were by far the funniest. They reminded Hermione of the Weasley twins so much, it was almost uncanny. She guessed that there would always be someone or a group of trouble-makers like them. There was James Potter and Sirius Black... Fred and George Weasley... now Mark and Max Maller (TFG: I'm not good with last names, okay? I was trying to think of something in French, like that means trouble-maker, or mischief... but I couldn't think of the word! And I don't have my french dictionary here!). It was always intertaining to watch those two.

Of course Harry, and Ron would probably always be her favorite players. No matter how mad they were at her. She loved them like brothers, and it would never change. Even if they continued to not like her, as they were now. Although she wished they'd change their minds....

"Now, here comes the Slytherin team," Alyssa said.

Malfoy came out first, and then a bunch of other people she didn't know... all males of course. There had probably never been a female on the Slytherin team in the whole history of the school. That bothered her so much. It was really sexist, and she hated it. But then again, it wasn't her house, so she didn't have to worry as much about it.

"Let the game begin!" Alyssa said, when everyone was in position, and all the balls were loose. "There goes Brittany, after the quaffle. Ooh, watch out! Devon is coming from the other end, right where you're headed. If you don't look out he'll-! Ouch! That's gotta hurt. Harry is still in search of the golden snitch. No sign of it yet. And Ron is doing an excellent job of protecting those posts at the Gryffindor end. Good going, Ron! With all that excellent practice, and the best brooms money can buy, Gryffindor team has a good chance of winning! Just look at that amazing flying out there! How can they not win? And just watch as they kick Slytherin team's slimy little a-"

Hermione, now looking to where Alyssa sat with the teachers, saw the microphone being yanked out of Alyssa's hands by Professor McGonagall. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she knew Alyssa was being talked to about favoritism, and language use. She'd been known to say those sorts of things before, at previous quidditch matches. Alyssa got the microphone back, and continued her job.

"Ooh, look everyone! Harry's onto something! I think he's seen the snitch! And Malfoy's close behind! He'd gaining, but it's still no match for Harry's quality broom! Aha! Take that Malfoy!" Alyssa said, triumphantly.

Meanwhile, Hermione was staring wide-eyed, at what just happened. While Malfoy was paying attention to the snitch and Harry, he hadn't seen the bludger come pelting toward him, sent by Mark Maller. And it hit him directly in the stomach!

(TFG: I know they don't have microphones because it's a muggle thing, but I didn't want it to be that spell that they use (like Ludo Bagman used in 'Goblet of Fire'). I wanted Professor McGonagall to take it away, and well... yeah. Just pretend they have something like a microphone that they use. And REVIEW, please!)