The day was sunny and bright with a light breeze tickling the sloping lawn as students poured out the main doors and into the Quidditch stadium. Serena was already in the locker room with the rest of her fellow Ravenclaw team mates as Cho Chang babbled about tactics on how to beat the Slytherin team.

As if Serena cared.

It was a wonderful day outside, and she couldn't wait to get in the air with the wooden bat in her hand and start whacking bludgers at the Slytherins. Draco Malfoy had been quite the cocky little git during breakfast that morning, and Serena was determined to make sure that he left that pitch injured, whether he leave on his own or with assistance. As far as she was concerned, someone had to stand up to him, and she would gladly do the job.

To her right, her twin sister sighed and poked Serena hard in the side. "Don't you ever pay attention?" she hissed under her breath.

Serena simply rolled her eyes. "There's only one tactic that a beater can use for the betterment of the team, Katelynn, and that is to knock as many players from the opposite team off their brooms as possible," she whispered back.

"No, that's just the only tactic that you've bothered to learn. This isn't play time, Serena, your actions affect the whole team, not just yourself," Katelynn responded, annoyed.

"It's the only logical tactic, if you ask me. Why should I bother with the rest?"

"Because your way doesn't-"

"Will you two please pay attention?" Cho said, exasperated. "We need to win this game, and if you two would bother to listen to what I'm saying, we might have a decent chance."

Katelynn mumbled an apology and sat up straight, expressing that she was ready to listen. Serena, on the other hand, rolled her eyes and slouched against the wall. Cho shot Serena a warning glance, but knowing that just having the two quiet was as good as it would get, she continued her speach.

In a few minutes, the team was lined up to go out to the pitch, broomsticks in hand. Serena and Katelynn were both carrying Nimbus 2000's, which also happened to be the newest and best brooms on the team. 'Maybe,' Serena thought, 'it's not the tactics that we need to improve. Maybe we just need better brooms.'

As their team was announced, they walked onto the pitch in their blue Quidditch robes to the roaring approval of the crowd. The few Slytherins who bothered to boo the team were drowned out as the rest of the school rooted and cheered for the Ravenclaws. Serena and Katelynn smiled broadly when they spotted five 4th year Ravenclaw boys with "GO S & K" written across their scrawny chests. They were used to such support, but it always made them smile to see just what their admirers would come up with next.

The team got into position and faced the Slytherins, who were looking maliciously at them in their green robes. Immediately, the two teams began appraising each other, guessing how easily they could knock each other off their brooms. Cho and Draco were sneering at each other, looking as though they could rip the other's head off. Serena and Katelynn stood toward the back, both looking bored. They were well known among their peers as the two who could look calm and collected even in the face of death. It was in their blood, they couldn't help it, but it was something that all of the girls envied and all of the guys loved.

Finally, the whistle was blown and every player mounted his or her broom and kicked off the ground. Serena was simply ecstatic to have the rush of wind on her face, the broomstick underneath her, and the sturdy wooden bat in her hand. The bludgers and snitch were released and the quaffle sent into the air. The game had begun, and the Slytherins, pulling their should-be-illegal moves, scored twice in the first five minutes. The crowd groaned loudly each time the Slytherins scored, most beginning to lose faith in the Ravenclaws. Fifteen minutes into the game, Katelynn, as the Ravenclaw keeper, was knocked out, fell off her broom, and landed with a loud thud on the grass below. Upon seeing this, Serena began to swing harder at each bludger as it was sent her way, trying to direct it in the way of a Slytherin, but they dodged all of her attempts.

A little way below them, Serena caught a glint of gold, and, looking down, saw Cho following it closely, being tailed by Malfoy. As she watched, Draco reached out one hand and grabbed ahold of Cho's broom, slowing her down. 'Oh, now he's in for it,' Serena thought savagely. At that point,someone sent a bludger flying towards Serena, who then sent it flying expertly in the direction of the two seekers. She was aware of the slight chance of it hitting Cho, but Serena had impeccable aim and Draco wasn't paying any attention to what might be coming to him, rendering him unabe to dodge it. A Slytherin chaser noticed the bludger heading in Draco's direction and yelled, "Draco! Watch-" But it was too late. The bludger hit Draco perfectly in the head and slid off his broom to the ground below. Within seconds, Cho caught the snitch, ending the game.

The teams headed back to the locker rooms and changed out of their Quidditch attire and into their school uniforms, in the midst of a celebrating crowd. The Ravenclaw team headed to the hospital wing to check on Katelynn and celebrate with her. As they entered the wing, Serena noticed a surprising lack of people around Draco's bed. In fact, there wasn't a Slytherin to be seen in the hospital wing. So Serena, figuring that Katelynn would be fine and wouldn't notice her absense, wandered over to his bed to see if he was awake. True, she purposely injured him and still thought that he got what he deserved, but she wasn't one to be totally cold hearted. He was hurt, after all, and had no company. She sat down in the chair next to him and grabbed his hand, so he would know someone was there. Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open and he looked over to see who was holding his had, a look of confusion of his face.

"Who're you?" he asked, rather rudely.

"I'm Serena Lockwood, beater on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, and the girl whow knocked you out. Basically, I'm the reason why you are laying here in the hospital wing," Serena answered with a grand smile on her face.

"Why, then, are you holding my hand?"

"Because no one else came to see you, and I felt bad for you."

"You pity me? Ugh, I don't need pity from trash like you. Besides, you're probably a Mudblood," he announed, yanking his hand away from her as if he had been burned.

"Oh, don't get your knickers in a twist, Malfoy," she said, boredly. "And if you must know, I'm a pureblood."

"So have you come to gloat then?"

Serena chuckled and shook her head. "Paranoid little snot, aren't you?"

"Then why are you here? There is no other logical reason as to your presence at my bedside." Draco looked confused again.

"Why do I have to explain all of my actions to you?" Serena asked, getting slightly annoyed.

"It's just that no one does anything nice for me with out some reason behind it..."

"Oh, cry me a river," Serena said. "Welcome to the earth, where you can't expect people to wander into your life who do things for you just because they feel like it."