The next morning, Rachel barely took a shower. She hopped out and did her hair with her wand. She slipped a short, red plaid skirt on, with a white oxford shirt, and added her Gryffindor tie. She put on white leggings and black shoes, then pulled her black house robe on. Exiting her dorm room, and running down the steps, she continued doing her hair with magic. She rushed to the other side of the Gryffindor Common Room where people were crowded around a white piece of paper, ( written in Oliver's handwriting ) taped on the wall. Rachel squeezed past some people and looked at the paper. It read:

Gryffindor Quidditch Team
Captain: Oliver Wood
Keeper: Oliver Wood
Beaters: Fred and George Weasley
Seeker: Kevin Regnarg
Chasers: Rachel Wood, Riley Jackson, and Lavender Brown

"Oh my gosh!!!" Rachel squealed. "Rileeeeey!!!" Riley and Rachel hugged, and when they were calmed down, they headed over to a couch.

"I cannot believe we both made it Rach! This is like.a dream come true!" she was still in shock. "I've been dreaming of making the Quidditch Team like my whole life." She grinned.

Rachel was still shaking from shock. "I know! I was on the team at Beauxbatons, Captain too, but at Hogwarts it's SOOO much better." They laughed.

"Well, I have Arithmancy lessons with Professor Vector in twenty minutes, and I still have to eat breakfast, so I'll see you later!" She stood up and walked out of the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Well well well.Congratulations Miss Wood." Came a sickeningly sweet voice from behind her. Kevin hopped over the couch, and sat down next to her.

"I should be saying congratulations to you." Rachel said, and found herself blushing. BLUSHING because of Kevin? Oh please..

"Well thanks. I'm glad you got what you wanted. Were you impressed?" he asked hopefully.

"Uh.yeah. I was. I actually was. You put on a good performance. You deserved that spot." She smiled nervously.

"Thanks. As did you, I mean.Chaser's not really an easy task. I sure couldn't do it." He replied, and Rachel noticed that he was blushing too, and giggled. "What? What is it Wood?" he questioned.

"Nothing." She said contently and smiled. He frowned in confusion.

"We should get started on that Transfiguration essay. What is it, like 11 inches of parchment?" he asked. She nodded. "Well..how about after lunch? Do you have any lessons then?"

She shook her head no. "My last lesson is before eleven thirty."

"Alright then. Meet me in here at one o'clock sharp." He said with that grin, but it didn't make Rachel feel sick, it actually made her feel..good.

"Sharp?" she looked confused.

"Sorry, it means like..on time." He said.

"Oh..ok. I'll be in here at one o'clock sharp then." She smiled back.

"Cool, see you then." He stood up.

"Uh..Kevin?" she stopped him.

"Yeah?" he answered quickly, as if expecting something.

"Cool??" she questioned, and had that confused look again.

He laughed lightly. "As in..like cool means..that sounds good, or it is good." He replied.

"Oh..ok." She said. "Cool." She smiled.

"I'll see you later Rach." He said, and stepped outside the portrait.

She sighed. "He called me Rach.." she thought.