Draco glanced over at Echo as they made their way to the Quidditch pitch. It had taken them nearly half an hour to find her suitable Quidditch gear. They didn't have any small enough. It had been years since Slytherin had let a female on the team, and he wondered idly if that streak would end.

The Quidditch Pitch loomed over them, and Draco stepped through the side entrance. "Come on, Zabini." He swung his Firebolt over his shoulder, smirking as she was forced to duck it, "We wouldn't want to be late."

"Nope, and even though you tried to hit me, I am still in a good mood." Echo shouldered her Nimbus 2001 and followed suit.

Draco watched in amusement as Echo turned a full circle, taking in the Quidditch Pitch in its entirety. She is a fickle little thing, he thought idly.

The rest of the team was already lined up on the sidelines, with the Hopefuls in a line behind them. Goyle was their remaining beater, while Nott had claimed a Chaser position. A third year, Marcus Doyle, was the Keeper, and the other two Chasers were in need of replacement.

Draco eyed the Hopefuls critically. A second year female, with wispy blonde hair clutched a Cleansweep. She had a determined air around her, and a stubborn chin. Two boys clutched Beaters bats, and were glaring meaningfully at each other. A third girl, with wild ash brown hair was chatting with the wispy blonde.

Merlin, this was a sad line up.

Echo skipped up to the others and grabbed a Beaters bat getting a couple of 'she has to be joking' looks from the other players.

"Okay everyone line up in straight line facing me." They did as they were told and were soon all in a line, not a very straight line but a line just the same. "Starting from the right state your name and what position you would want to play."

The wispy blonde stepped forward, "Amanda Graison, applying for Chaser."

One of the boys with a bat stepped forward, "John Avery, Beater."

"Randall Chanson, Beater."

"Jo Crosley, Chaser."

"Jo?" Draco quirked a brow, "That must be short for something."

"Josephine, and if you call me that, I'll steal a Beater's bat and beat your face in." She growled threateningly. Draco gulped and turned to the next one, Echo.

"Echo, Zabini sexy Slytherin. Beater." Randall and John started to laugh.

Draco raised a slow brow, "Indeed. Zabini, Chanson, in the air, now. Graison, Crosley, Nott, you're the Beater's targets. We'll use the practice bludgers tonight. Graison, Crosley, I do, however, want to see you dodging. I want to see aerials. We'll move to passes after I pick a Beater. You both know that you will be put on the team. We haven't got anyone else, but you'll WORK to keep your position. You don't work, you don't play. We'll make it without you. On my whistle..." He raised a small, silver tube to his lips, "Three, two, one!" He gave a sharp blast, and the players rose.

Echo launched into the air, followed closely by the rest of the players. Randall muttered something about her beater skills, and Echo snarled. Hit like a girl, do I? She thought angrily. I'll show him!

A bludger came towards her, and she raised her bat. Instead of aiming for Jo or Amanda, she threw her weight into the hit, slamming it towards Randall. She shut her eyes, listening with wicked glee as the other beater groaned in pain and started shakily directing his broom towards the pitch.

"Ah... My balls... shit..." He groaned, falling onto the ground.

Draco snarled, "Dammit Echo! Now we have to send him to the Infirmary! Doyle take Chanson to the Infirmary. By the way Echo nice hit, Avery, you're up next."

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Solana slumped onto the couch. Merlin, she was tired. Blaise hadn't let her get any work done, and she'd finally given up, retiring to the Common Room. She heard the wall open, and a book dropped onto her stomach. She groaned, looking up at Blaise. "Dammit, Male-Zabini!"

"Oooh... You curse! Do it again!"

"No."

"Please? I will even touch your butt if it helps."

Solana nearly snarled, "Touch my arse, and there will be consequences."

"Like what? I might just like these consequences." Blaise wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

She rolled off the couch, bending to pick up her bag. "Well, first, I'll find some way to access your internal organs, and not a way you'll appreciate. Then, I'll pull them out of your nose and force-feed them to you."

"Yummy Blaise guts." Echo said as she stepped in to the common room followed closely by a sour looking Draco.

"Blaise Tar-tar." Solana muttered, slinging her bag onto her shoulder and facing her friend.

Draco snorted, "Sounds great. When can we get some?"

"Ooh... expressing interest in me at last, Drake?" Blaise smirked. "And it has only been two days! I thought I gave you a week."

"How many times do I have to tell you Blaise, I am not and never will be BI!"

"At least once more, Brother Dearest." Solana muttered.

"Thanks Lana. I really appreciate that." Draco drawled sarcastically.

"Anytime."

"Sorry to break up this little love fest, but I have some good news!"

"Uh huh. You made the bloody Quidditch team." Draco rolled his eyes, pulling off his robe to expose a neat shirt and slacks. "The entire school will know in less then an hour, no doubt."

"Hey, shut up or I may have to kiss you." Echo said offhandedly.

Draco blinked, not so unpleasant images filling his mind. Blaise gagged, and Solana raised a slow brow.

"I am so excited! I will murder the Gryffs! Mwahahaha!" Echo laughed as she took her muddy robe off too.

Solana shook her head, "We've been here two days and she already hates them."

Blaise smirked, "Some things are just genetic."

"Like your over active sex drive?"

"I'll show you that sometime."

"YOU WILL NOT!" Draco yelled.

"Ooh... Protective. Draco's got a crush..." Blaise sing songed, dancing in a little circle.

"Wait, I do not have an over active sex drive, do I?" Echo said slightly confused.

Blaise scowled, "You'd better not."

"Um...Well...I'm a big girl now..."

"Echo..." Blaise's voice was dangerously low, "Are you not telling me something?"

Solana caught a frantic look from Echo and shook her head, "Why would she hide something? Honestly, you're her brother! Besides, she tells me everything. Nothing going on that you don't know about." She smiled innocently at Blaise. "Really."

Draco snorted, "She's lying."

"MERLIN FUCKING DAMMIT DRACO!"

"Well there are a lot of things that I am not telling you Blaise. I have been gone for the last five years." Echo gave her broth! er a look like she was going to kill him if he treated her like a child. "Besides I am a sixteen year old girl."

"Sixteen! Not old enough to be doing... that! With ANYONE!"

Draco snorted, "You did it at fourteen, if I may remind you."

"No. You can't."

"Just so you know Blaise, your hypercritically self can't tell me what to do anymore. " Echo said nostrils flaring with anger.

Solana shook her head, tossing her bag at Echo. "Hey, Sexy Slytherin Beater, catch!"

"Why! Urg, I'm frustrated now. I am going to sleep. See you in the morning." Echo stood to leave.

"Hey where's my kiss?" Blaise asked a little put out.

"If you wanted one you would have been nice to me." Echo yelled from the stairs.

Blaise pouted, sitting on the couch with a huff. "Fine! Don't be a good sister!"

A slammed door answered him. Solana sighed, taking her bag from Draco. "I'll go calm the beast."

Draco nodded, "Better you then me."

"Thanks."

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Authors note: Hi this is True777 can you believe that me and Anndy wrote this in only three days!! Thats a lot of writing for me anyway. Okay I will stop boring you and let Anndy talk. -True777

Anndy's Babble: Indeed. It's only five pages though. And editing! AGH! Stupid little thingers. Gr. Sometimes, I hate email. ::Sigh:: Oh well. R&R! - Anndy