M-chan: Just what I wanted...Getting yelled at and posting this...

Train: Come on. You're typing too and she's driving you insane.

M-chan: You're not HELPING!

Chapter 4: Quidditch, Fights and Ranting

Lily groaned as Angelina Johnson woke her up. Or at least attempted to. Lily rolled to the other side of the bed. Then she woke to cold water being poured on her.

"Angelina!"

"What? You weren't waking up. Oliver wants us on the Quidditch field."

"What! It isn't even light out."

"It will be. Now hurry up!"

"I'm not going. . ."

When Lily reached the changing room, she saw that her teammates were falling asleep on each other. She and Wood were the only ones awake. However, as Wood began droning on about his new training programme, she fell asleep too.

An hour or so later, they were on the pitch, practicing. Lily, Fred and George were racing when Oliver flew over.

"You three should be practicing."

"Uhh. . .Wood?"

"Yes?"

"There are Slytherins here."

"What!"

"Are you sure that you booked the pitch?"

"Yes!"

The Gryffindor team landed in front of the Slytherins. Lily glared at Marcus Flint, Captain of the Slytherin team.

"Flint! This is our practice time! We got up especially! You can clear off now!"

"Plenty of room for all of us Wood."

Lily rolled her eyes. "Well this pitch is usually used by two teams. Of course there'll be plenty of room."

No one noticed Hermione and Ron walk onto the field.

"But I booked the pitch! I booked it!"

"Ah, but I've got a specially signed note here from Professor Snape. I Professor S. Snape, give the Slytherin team permission to practice today on the Quidditch pitch owing to the need to train their new Seeker."

"You've got a new Seeker? Where?"

From behind the six large Slytherins came a smaller boy, smirking at the Gryffindor team. Lily's eyes widened.

"DRACO!"

Fred stared at Draco. "Aren't you Lucius Malfoy's son?"

Lily glanced at Fred. "Yes, he is." She looked at Draco. "So your hard work paid off?"

Draco nodded. "Yep, and my parents think that you're a good influence on me." He smiled teasingly. "Even if you are a Gryffindor."

"Hey!"

"Oh look, a pitch invasion."

Draco and Lily looked up at Flint, who was nodding across the pitch at Hermione and Ron.

"What's happening? Why aren't you playing? And what's he doing here?"

Lily glared at him. "We were just discussing the fact that Draco's Slytherin's Seeker."

Ron curled his lips in disgust. "He probably bought his way onto the team." Ron's jaw dropped as he passed over the Slytherin team. "Nimbus Two Thousand and Twos? You got your father to buy the team!"

Hermione glared at Draco. "At least no one on the Gryffindor had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent."

"Hermione!"

Draco's lips curled at that, ignoring Lily's outburst. "No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood."

"Draco!"

"How dare you!"

"You'll pay for that one Malfoy!"

"Oh. . .I'm so sorry Draco."

Blaise sighed as Lily fretted. "He's alright Lily. You should be worrying about your detention with Lockhart, not Draco's black eye that he did kind of deserve."

Draco attempted a glare at Blaise, which wasn't all that menacing. "I did not."

"You called her that word."

Lily shifted, uncomfortable. "Can we just drop the subject? I'd rather not think about it."

Blaise looked at her, worried. "You're not getting headaches, are you?"

"No. Not yet."

Hermione looked up, startled as the Quidditch team burst into the common room. "Where's Lily?"

Fred shrugged. "Talking to Nick, why?"

"Well, I feel bad about what I said to Draco-"

"-since Lily's refusing to talk to you and is only ever in the same room as you if it's for class?" Hermione turned to see Ron, who joined her. "She's treating me like that too, and becoming more of a renegade."

"Why though?"

"Why not? It's Draco. They were friends when we met. She-"

The portrait hole opened, Lily walked in and disappeared into the girls' dorms. She returned five minutes later wearing jeans and a long-sleeved, grey shirt and exited the common room. Hermione sighed.

"She really cares about Draco, doesn't she?"

Ron turned sour. "Yeah. She should just switch houses if you ask me. Bloody disgrace it is, a Gryffindor friends with Slytherins."

Lily sighed as she sat down with her Slytherin friends. Well, more like flopped onto the couch, muttering to herself.

Pansy looked at her friend, worried. "Are you okay? Lily?"

"Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger are gits, Lockhart is a creampuff, and there's something slithering around the school that wants to kill. Yes Pansy, I'm fine."

Blaise looked up sharply. "Does it speak. . .you know?"

"Yes, it speaks that language."

Draco groaned. "This isn't good."

"Plus we're going to Nick's Deathday party."

"What!"

M-chan: And now!

Train: You still need to type up more chapters.

M-chan: Why do you have to be such a downer?

Train: shrugs I dunno, it's fun.

M-chan: I don't like you anymore. I'm going to spend my time with Itachi now. ITACHI!

Train: sweatdrops You've got to be kidding me...

Itachi: appears on the bed, confused What?