A/N: SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! I had a huge writer's block and I didn't even know people were still reading this!! I made other fanfics but first of all, I have to finish this one before I finish the rest. Anyways, Here's the next chapter! R&R!!!

Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin

            A week's passed and it has been nothing but stress and practices. Because it is their fifth year, everyone is cramming up for the O.W.L.s at the end of the year. It was only a few months away, but everyone was up on their toes.

            "You know, this really sucks. Looking through all these books, gathering information." Kris was writing down notes on which must have been her twentieth piece of parchment.

            "You know what I've noticed…" said Alex as she popped her fingers after writing a page-full of notes. "Hermione hasn't been looking through any books."

            "It's because she prepared everything all summer and Christmas." Said Ron as he looked over at Hermione, who was reading over a hundred pages of writing.

            "Clever, real clever." Said Alex. "Well, I think I'm going to call it a night. Quidditch tomorrow."

            "Finals right?" Ron asked.

            "Yup." Alex sighed. "Well, see you guys tomorrow."

            "Night." Said Kris as Alex went up the stairs. Alex pulled on her pajamas and closed the curtains on her four-poster and laid down looking up. For the past week she's been able to accept that she is, an orphan. But knowing that Eyaudra was her cousin, gave her a little self-assurance.

            "Alex?" a voice called. She opened the curtains and found Winnie standing at the door.

            "Yeah?" she wondered.

            "I'm sorry. I didn't know that you…" she looked down at the floor.

            "It's okay. Come here." She called her to sit beside her. "Well, now I know that I'm not actually you're older sister."

            "It doesn't matter. I grew up knowing that you were. But it doesn't make anything any different right? You're still going to live with us?" Winnie asked.

            "Um," Alex thought. "Well, maybe. Because, Eyaudra's family is the only relatives that I know that are alive. Who knows, maybe I could still stay."

            "Oh." Winnie sighed. "I hope you get to stay for a while at least. Well, I gotta sleep. I wanna wake up tomorrow morning to cheer you on!" She smiled.

            "You go and do that." Alex smiled as Winnie ran off. Alex gave it some thought. What if she had to leave the family she knew? What would happen to all the memories she had? She thought about this as she laid on her bed. In a matter of seconds, she drifted into sleep.

            Alex woke up earlier than she thought. It was five in the morning, and couldn't go back to sleep. She had too much on her mind already. She got up from her four-poster and headed straight to the bathroom. After showering in the Prefects' bathroom, she got dressed and took her Firebolt downstairs to the common room. She put her broom aside on the couch and she sat down in front of the fire.

            "All this had to happen…" Alex thought about everything, her past, the present, and the future. Everything was colliding into different places. She then thought about Vince. What was Kris saying how Vince was in the locker room? Something was wrong, very wrong. When the clock rang seven, there was someone walking down the girls' stairway.

            "Alex?" the voice called. It was Kris. She was fully dressed with her broom in her hand and still rubbing her eyes. "Why are you up so early?"

            "I couldn't sleep." She sat holding her broom. "Today…is the last game of the season. One stress to leave me for the year."

            "Don't worry Alex, it will pass smoothly." Said Kris.

            "I'm still suspicious about Vince, I just have a feeling something's bound to happen." Alex thought.

            "You two are up really early." Said Angelina as she walked down the stairs. "Well, it's a good start. Any of the boys come down yet?"

            "Nope. Not one." Said Kris. Suddenly they heard a loud noise up the boys' stairway.

            "Bloody George!!" the voice yelled.

            "Shut up people are still sleeping!!" yelled George.

            "By now they wouldn't be." Said Kris.

            "Hey he started…"

            "Don't wanna hear it." Said Angelina immediately. "Today's the finals…save it for later."

            "This is it…" Alex sighed. Harry came down the stairs later followed by Vince.

            "Morning." Harry gave Kris a kiss on the cheek. Alex eyed Vince suspiciously. Ever since the incident during the Slytherin Hufflepuff game, she didn't trust him anymore.

            "Come on, let's get down to breakfast before everyone crowds up in the Great Hall." Said Angelina as they went through the portrait hole.

            They arrived in the Great Hall where some students were already eating their breakfast. A couple of students from the Slytherin Team were also eating their early breakfast.

            "Hey Alex!" Eyaudra called just before Alex sat down in the Gryffindors' table. "Hey I've been meaning to talk to you…"

            "Did you know?" Alex asked in a monotone voice

            "Yeah…that's what I wanted to talk to you about." Eyaudra frowned. "I'm sorry I couldn't tell…my mum told me not to. I wish I could've told you when we first met."

            "It's alright, a lot of people knew before me anyway." She smirked.

            "Well…we should talk later, about your summer. I just got post from mum, she's wondering what do you want to do. You wanna stay with your foster parents or with us?" she asked.

            Alex really didn't know what to do. She was clueless. She wanted to spend time with her relatives…at the same time, be with the family she knew. "You mind if I give it some thought?"

            "Sure." Eyaudra smiled. "We'll talk later. Anyways, good luck."

            "Good luck." Alex said as they parted.

            "Where are you going to spend summer?" Kris asked.

            "I really don't know." Alex sighed as she lazily poked a sausage into her plate.  Suddenly, Kris' owl came flying in dropping the daily prophet next to her goblet.

            "Better aiming…" Kris muttered as she looked at the daily prophet.

            "Kris, why does your owl deliver early?" Angelina wondered.

            "Uh, she's very ambitious…early bird gets the worm!" Kris laughed stupidly. "Nevermind."

            "What's new?" Harry asked. Kris sighed.

            "Looks like Lucius Malfoy is out of Azkaban." Kris showed the article to everyone.

MALFOY OUT OF AZKABAN

                        Lucius Malfoy, 45, was checked in Azkaban Prison two years

                        Ago for alleged cursing against a Hogwarts student.

                        The Hogwarts parent, released last Thursday, has already

                        Made some demands. "First of all, I'd like my son Draco out

                        Of Gryffindor Dumbledore!!" said the husband of Narcissa

                        Malfoy.

                        His son Draco, was also punished but wasn't sent to Azkaban.

                        Rather to serve as punishment, he was moved to the Gryffindor

                        House, away from his friends and into a new environment.

                        Malfoy will be returning to work in the Ministry on Monday.

            "I have a feeling Dumbledore will go easy on him." Said George as he drank his pumpkin juice.

            "Yup. He'd rather have Malfoy taken out of school than putting him in our house." Said Harry.

            After breakfast, a number of students came in the Great Hall. Many were wearing scarlet and gold for Gryffindor.

            "GO GRYFFINDOR!!! LIONS FOR THE CUP!!!!" yelled a fourth year from the Ravenclaw table. Cho was staring at the girl.

            "Who the bloody hell is that?!" George muttered. Lee Jordan shook his head in disgust.

            "That's Loony, I mean…" said Ginny. "Luna Lovegood."

            "She should change it to Loony for good." Said Fred as the team left to change into their robes. As they arrived at the locker rooms, the all changed silently. Even Fred and George haven't said a word. After everyone was done, they all sat on the bench waiting for Angelina to give the go.

            She paced herself around the lockers and held her broom tightly in her hands. "This is our last year…Fred…George…" she said. The twins sighed as if they began to reminisce their Quidditch games.

            "I'm looking for a second Quidditch Cup at our last time here!" said Fred finally.

            "Then that's what we're going to get!" said Angelina. Vince was sitting at the edge silent as usual. "Vince!"

            "What?" he wondered.

            "You in this or what?" Angelina looked at him as if he was some old tool in the shed.

            "Yeah…" he said blankly. Angelina gave a sigh meaning that they should forget about him. "Ready Harry?"

            "Yup." Harry smirked.

            "Let's go." Said Angelina as they went out in a single file towards the gates.

            "Come on let's get this over with!" Alex complained. Suddenly, they heard all the roars of the crowd. Specifically, they could hear two clear voices yelling.

            "GO FRED WEASLEY!!!!" said one.

            "GO GEORGE!!!" said the other.

            Everyone looked at Fred and George. The both of them just smiled. "They love us." They both said. Everyone knew who they were talking about. It was Melanie and Cristen. They probably made their voices loud enough for everyone to hear. Suddenly, the gates drew open and the team flew out in the air.

            "GO GRYFFINDOR!!!" yelled Ron as loud as he could.

            "Save it for later!" Hermione told him.

            The crowd was tremendous. Everyone waving their flags of red and gold, and the Slytherin stands filled with silver and green. "GOOD MORNING!!!" yelled Lee Jordan. "Today's game, for the Quidditch Cup!!! GRYFFINDOR VS. SLYTHERIN!"

            "Go Slytherin!!!" yelled Pansy Parkinson, who was gradually losing her voice.

            "PIPE DOWN PARKINSON!" yelled Melanie with her loud voice.

            "CAPTAINS!!!" yelled Madam Hooch.

            The two captains met. The Slytherin Captain and Keeper Poppi Feltham, was a huge 7th year with eyes that popped out of their sockets. She nearly tried to crush Angelina's hand, but she held too long Madam Hooch had noticed the smirk on Poppi's face.

            "This is for the cup!" Madam Hooch yelled. "Good luck to both teams!" She threw up the quaffle as the bludgers and the snitch erupted out of the case.

            "And the game begins!" yelled Lee Jordan. "Slytherin Chaser Adrianna Yevhin gets the quaffle! She swerves around Johnson, gains speed, passes to Parkinson, gains alititude, good bludger by Fred Weasley! Or George…whoever! Good bludger Weasley!"

            Alex was losing her focus. She tried to keep her concentration, but had some nervous feeling. "Alex!" Kris yelled. Luckily, Alex had caught the quaffle just in time, and flew off.

            "AND THERE GOES ALEX!!! Alex with the quaffle, good job avoiding the bludgers! She passes through Hawthorne, a reverse pass to Johnson, she goes for the goal, and it's in!!! Ten points to Gryffindor!!!" said Lee as he nearly jumped off his seat.

            "Jordan please control yourself!" said Professor McGonagall but she too was impressed.

            "Slytherin in possession. Parkinson with the quaffle, who would've thought she'd be in—"

            "Jordan!" Professor scolded.

            "Sorry Professor! Anyways, Yevhin with the quaffle, carefully guarded by Alex,"

            "Come on Levons…put some effort!" Adrianna laughed as she flew past Alex and went for a goal.

            "COME ON VINCE GUARD IT! YES!!" yelled Lee as Vince threw the quaffle at Angelina as the rest of the chasers went on.

            "Don't make me save you the next time." Vince said as Alex flew off.

            "What is wrong with me?" she wondered. She caught up with the rest of the chasers just in time.

            "Kris with the quaffle, she's guarded by both Parkinson and Hawthorne, she makes a pass to Alex, she goes for the goal—"

            But Alex didn't score. Feltham had blocked the quaffle and gave Slytherin the possession. "Come on Alex!" Kris yelled as she took off. Alex gained more speed again. She could hear Harry trying to cheer her on as well, but she wasn't feeling it.

            "Come on Levons! Can't make a score can you?" Pansy teased her as she made a score. She laughed as she passed right by her.

            "LET'S GO SLYTHERIN!!" she heard the Slytherins yell.

            "Gryffindor now in possession, Johnson with the quaffle, passes to Kris, good swerve around the bludger! Passes through Parkinson, quick pass to Levons, Alex with the quaffle, ooooo!!!"

            A bludger from Adrianna's brother Adrien had hit a bludger to Alex from the back. The quaffle again, back with Slytherin. Alex was still struggling. Something was holding her back…

            Nate Hawthorne had made a goal for Slytherin. "Hey Levons!" yelled Adrianna. "SLYTHERINS RULE, GRYFFINDORS DROOL!!!" She held out her thumb pointed down and laughed her way to meet her fellow chasers.

            "TIMEOUT!" Angelina called as they all raced down to huddle up.

            "What's up?" Kris wondered.

            "I nearly saw the snitch somewhere…" Harry muttered.

            "What now?" Fred asked as George followed. Then came Vince, silent as usual.

            "Alex what is up with you?!" Angelina asked looking at her.

            "SLYTHERINS RULE, GRYFFINDORS DROOL!!" The Slytherin crowd chanted.

            "Is it because of that?!" The Slytherins were drowning the stadium so Angelina had to raise her voice enough to hear.

            "What?" Alex wondered.

            "Alex, you're only half of what they are!" said Kris.

            "Just because your dad was part of them doesn't mean you have to hold back!" said Angelina. They were both right. That was all she was worrying about. After all, she was in Gryffindor.

            "Yeah." Said Alex.

            "Come on step it up! This is for the cup!" said George and finally, Alex smiled.

            "Gryffindor are you ready?" asked Madam Hooch.

            "Just about!" said Angelina.

            "Come on, let's kick some Slytherin ass!" yelled Harry as the twins agreed with a "YEAH!"

            The team had split up and flew up in the air. Slytherin was ahead ten points. To Alex, that wasn't a far gap.

            "And we're back in the game! The score is Slytherin twenty, Gryffindor ten. And now Gryffindor back in possession! It looks like the whole team is pumped up and ready to play! Kris starts off with the quaffle, goes low ducking down to avoid Yevhin, quick pass to Johnson, Angelina races Hawthorne, good bludger by one of the Weasleys!! Johnson avoids Hawthorne, who's flying off course actually, quick pass to Levons, Parkinson guarding her like there's no tomorrow…oh GET OFF!!!"

            "Jordan! Will you please!" Professor McGonagall scolded again. Pansy nearly threw herself on Alex, pushing her off her broom where she was caught by George.

            "This looks familiar." Said George.

            "Yeah…never mind. I'm gonna get her!!!" Alex was struggling out of George's grip.

            "Alex—you—don't—have—your broom!!!" said George trying to keep her still.   

            "Hey Alex." Called Harry. He was holding her Firebolt.

            "Thanks!" her broom zoomed into her hands as she got of George's broom and onto hers.

            "PENALTY SHOT FOR GRYFFINDOR!!" whistled Madam Hooch. Alex flew up to take quaffle, looking intently at their Keeper Feltham. Madam Hooch whistled once again for a go and Alex gained speed towards the goal posts. She was heading straight toward Feltham, who now had a furious game look on her face. Suddenly, Alex jumped off her broom, diving to Feltham's side…

            "AND SHE SCORES!!!" Lee yelled as the Gryffindors roared their cheers.

            "Broom!" Alex called immediately after she scored and her Firebolt had caught her from falling. "I think I'm getting used to this…" she said as she past by a furious Pansy.

            "The score is tied at twenty! Hawthorne now with the quaffle, oh this game is going mad! He passes to Yevhin, now swerving around Johnson, attempts a pass to Parkinson…and Kris intercepts the pass!! Go Kris!!! She gains on speed…great pass to Johnson, Johnson now double-teamed by Yevhin and Parkinson, a quick but difficult pass to Levons, Levons pushing through throws it up, Kris coming from the top gets the quaffle and scores through Feltham!!! GRYFFINDOR IS IN THE LEAD!!!" Soon the Slytherins were drowned by cheers for Gryffindor.

            "Yes!" said Harry as he passed by the goal posts. He now was looking for the snitch. It was time had to close the deal. The Cup…was going to them.

            It was now Slytherin's possession and they were nothing but hotheads flying on brooms. Pansy Parkinson was now burning red, it looked like she could've produced steam out of her ears. "You'll get it!!!" she growled at Angelina who was smirking in front of her.

            Suddenly, Harry had seen a glint of gold that passed by Pansy, who nearly fell off her broom, which made her lose the quaffle once again. Harry now saw it again, this time Eyaudra too had saw it. They both raced for it. Meanwhile, one of the Slytherin beater Adrien was having a duel with Fred. They shot back bludgers everytime and to stop it all, Adrien had hit the bludger towards Angelina, who was already at the goal area.

            "FOUL!" Lee yelled.

            "Dammit!" Harry said as he and Eyaudra both were distracted and lost the snitch.

            "PENALTY SHOT FOR GRYFFINDOR!!" Madam Hooch. "If you two won't cut it out I will allow you to break both your heads off that way one of you would stop giving off ridiculous fouls!" She scolded Fred and Adrien, but eyeing Adrien in particular.

            "And here's Angelina Johnson up for the penalty!! Go Angelina!!! She takes the quaffle, she's got great speed to tell you that, good fake to the right, and she scores!!! Gryffindor now with forty points!!! They are in the lead while Slytherin remains on twenty."

            Harry saw it again. This time, he wasn't going to lose it. He flew higher to follow the Snitch carefully, but suddenly Eyaudra came by and swerved around him to get a closer shot at the snitch. They both were neck and neck, following the snitch's every move. Harry gained more speed and went to a sudden dive getting a really close look at the snitch. He extended his hand…it was so close. He made a sharp turn to follow the snitch. He couldn't get it…he needed more speed. He concentrated and his Firebolt soon gave him the speed he wanted…again reaching out his hand as Eyaudra was trying to catch up…

            "HARRY HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!!! GRYFFINDOR WINS THE QUIDDITCH CUP!!!" Lee yelled jumping up and down as Professor McGonagall was having tears of joy.

            "YEAH!! GRYFFINDOR!!!" said Melanie with her voice being the loudest in the stadium.

            "I LOVE YOU GEORGE WEASLEY!!!" said Cristen with her loud voice.

            "I LOVE YOU FRED!!!" said Melanie.

            "Aww…you're gonna make me cry…" joked Fred.

            "It's our last year Fred…" said George. The whole team had raced to the ground, hugging each other with joy. All except Vince, who immediately before anyone said anything, left the stadium.

            "Harry you were great!" said Kris smiling and hugging him.

            "Ugh…thanks." He smiled receiving the tight hug.

            "Thanks Alex. This is really what I wanted." Angelina said and what looked like, she had tears of joy.

            "Are you crying?" Alex wondered.

            "It's just…" she sniffed. "It's my last year." Said Angelina trying to wipe away the tears of joy she had. "I'm gonna miss playing Quidditch…"

            "Aww please don't cry! You're going to make me cry!!" Alex smiled as she hugged Angelina.

            "Hey what's all the crying?" said Fred who was still grinning.

            "Aw come on group hug!" yelled George. All the boys gathered up on the girls as they all huddled up into an enormous hug.

            "Ouch! My foot!" Kris complained.

            "Oh oops…sorry." Said George.

            "Where's Vince?" asked Angelina.

            "Who cares…he wasn't really a team player anyway…" said Harry.