"Who are you?" all the persons yelped in surprise.

            "I'm Rhymes, the new Gryffindor Quidditch captain," she smiled wide, her brown eyes laughing out loud.

            "Oh you're the Ravenclaw girl!" Hermione exclaimed.

            "Yup, but Ravenclaw studies too much," she laughed. Harry and Ron looked at Hermione and roared with laughter. She looked like she had just been hit in the face with a broom and had salt sprinkled on it. (A/N Trust me that hurts! Don't ask)

            "I thought Ravenclaws were smart?" she managed to stammer.

             "I am but I never study," Rhymes replied.

            "What were your grades . . ." Ginny began.

            "On the finals? I was right below Hermione. I only got a 114%," Rhymes trailed off and looked down the corridor. "Aw, nuts, he found me," she muttered as three familiar figures entered the room.

            "One Potter, Two Weasels, and a Mudblood, I think we found a circus," Draco Malfoy smirked and Crabbe and Goyle laughed like baboons.

            "Eat dung Malfoy!" Harry muttered.

            "Shut up Potter! Rhymes, do you really like being in his company?" Malfoy stared at Rhymes as if in a trance.

            "Yes, I do," she answered. "Now could you try to be nice?" she pouted and rubbed a hand over his hair. This was a very messed up picture. (A/N My thinking)

            "Anything for you," he answered.

            "Now go be with your Slytherin friends," she said pushing him out the door. When she looked at Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny they were glaring at her. "Ok, jeez, I have to go out with him," she muttered.

            "Why?" all the others asked.

            "Because my stepfather works for his father and if I don't go out with him my step dad gets fired," she explained.

            "That's bloody wrong!" Ron exclaimed.

            "Yeah," Harry agreed.

            "It's all out of my hands," Rhymes sighed looking miserably at the ground.