Chapter 5

Gryffindor vrs. Slytherin

"I can't believe I agreed to this." I mumbled grumpily shivering from the fierce cold of the winter sun. Sitting in the stands between Bryan and Breanna was great, but the egotistical prat that was about to see me there wasn't. Bryan smiled at me from under his gold and maroon scarf, his eyes twinkling with merriment. His brother James and him were so different. Bryan, the sweetest, nicest and most considerate man at Hogwarts… while James…... let's just say the opposite and then some more.

"Why Lily," He grinned, "I thought you were the positive one." He said, his same brown eyes of his brother's twinkling with merriment. The only way you could tell them apart was their clothing and by Bryan's light brown hair. Just like James, he was a seventh year, even though oddly enough they weren't twins. Just like James, he was handsome and ten times more a valuable catch then any other guy around. Breanna was so lucky, other then physical resemblance, they were complete opposites.

"I am," I said defiantly, "just not when it comes to your brother." I rolled my eyes at the stunts he was pulling lately, the moron. I adjusted my scarf waiting for him to come out of the Gryffindor entrance, imagining how my time could be so much more fun by reading a dusty novel in a shack… with a vampire trying to suck my blood. Hell even adding a horrible Death Eater would even be better, at least that way I could practice for a Defense Against the Dark Arts exam. .

"Why what has he been doing to you?" he asked, bumping his shoulder in to mine jokingly, a famous sly grin of the Potter's plastered across his face. His sense of style also varied from James. He wore beige Kaki's, and a dressy shirt over a white one, all under a large Quidittich brand sweatshirt. While James was never seen without his leather jacket, black and brutal were his chances with me.

Breanna squealed while pushing me back to get into our conversation. "Oh!!! Anything and everything to try and win Lily's lov'in!" Her eyes sparkled with a sigh. Bryan and I exchanged glances while trying to keep down a snicker to Breanna's idea of affection.

"Lov'in?" he questioned, trying to keep his face serious, not really succeeding at all with a small grin played with the corners of his lips and a cough to cover his discretion.

"Yeah, he's been following Lily around and..." Breanna tried before I cut her off.

"And annoying the hell out of me! The only reason I'm here is because your girlfriend threatened me for hours before we decided she would allow me to lead her through a day of studying to further her ownknowledge for the NEWTS. And that's all I have to say." I said sticking my chin up stubbornly at the thought of actually coming to see a match just because of Potter. I almost shivered at the thought of being another adoring face in the crowd, watching his every moveas if he was the great Merlin himself. They made any sensible person sick!

"Wow, Breanna studying? She must of really liked the sound of her best friend dating another Potter." He joked as she quickly stood up. To my surprise she didn't leave but turned towards Bryan and me, and daintily plopped her self down on his lap receiving a few jealous stares form the group of six years from in front of him. She slowly tangled her tan arms around his neck like they do in all of the chick flicks.

"You're just so good to me, Bryan. I just wanted the same for a friend I know so well I could write her autobiography." She said batting her eyelashes sweetly. I felt like I was going to vomit, I was choking in all the foreplay.

I turned my head with a roll of my eyes. "LADIES AND GETLEMEN," the announcer's voice boomed, "WELCOME TO OUR WEEKLY MATCH. TODAY WE HAVE GRYFFINDOR VERSE SLYTHERIN!" I turned to Bryan and Breanna in the eardrum shattering cheer to find them unfazed in a very inappropriate lip lock. No matter how many times I saw it didn't mean I wanted to see it again.

"YO! YO!" I said shouting into their ears after spotting my friend Amanda waving at me from across the 'death isle' separating the two houses at competition. Perfect. Mr. Potter (James), just wait till you see me now, I grinned wickedly. "BRYAN!" I bellowed to finally get a response with a punch in his arm that landed him.

"Hmmm…" he questioned opening one eye as Breanna kept at it. I ignored their position, unlike the staring, almost sobbing six years.

"I'm going to hang with Amanda." I grinned at his startled expression. The shock causing his whole body freeze, Breanna looked up at me as if I told her I was a hairy baboon who likes to dance the Hula in a thong.

"WE HAVE SIRUIS AND BONES AS BEATERS FOR GYRFFINDOR TODAY!"

"But… But…" she said startled, "James, he'll flip!" she looked positively terrified.

"LONGBOTTOM AS KEEPER!"

"I Know." I smiled innocently electrified, "See you later… oh yeah, hold on to this for me." I said unraveling my red and gold scarf and tossing it at Bryan's amused face.

"ARNOLD, GREEN, AND …POTTER AS CHASERS!" The crowd roared, oblivious to life beyond Quidittich.

"Have fun." He grinned at my back knowing absolutely what I was doing as I made my way over to the widely smiling Amanda. I could feel the whole stadium's eyes fixed on my back nervously as I crossed the life and death line as the first survivor to not suffer a hex. Out of the side of my eye the teams soared around excitedly trying to show off more then the other.

"AND BURN AS SEEKER!!!"

"Lily!" Amanda smiled scooting over to make room for me as Slytherin's glares tried to burn a hole through my back. I smiled confidently at Amanda, knowing they couldn't touch me as her guest.

"Hey Amanda, mind if I join you? I was getting sick watching Breanna and Bryan suck faces again." I grinned as she patted the seat reassuringly.

"Of course, but may I ask who you're rooting for?" She grinned curiously, as everyone's ear seemed to perk up annoyingly. Why couldn't everyone just mind there own fucking business?!

I smiled at her pale face. "Slytherin. Did you think I'd ever root for a team with Potter?" I said almost snickering thankful with the house's new ease. Amanda smiled gratefully, friends from the beginning, even though as found odd, I could recognize her subtle hint to make myself worthy to be left alone from the rivalry between the houses. I sat down happily next to Mandy (Amanda), as warm green blanket was pressed around my shoulders softly.

"Here, you looked cold." A pale, common face greeted me. His black raven hair feathered around his face in a calm 70's muggle style that had taken the wizarding world by storm.

"Thanks Snape. I almost didn't see you there, how have you been? I miss talking to you because of … well being associated with Gryffindor." I smiled warmly from under the large plaid silver and green blanket that I had moved up to cover my head. Snape and me were known to have polite conversations. Basically the only rival messengers who were willing to collaborate our house's ideas at meetings. His mouth twitched in a smile but quickly downplayed into his famous grave expression.

"Lily, I'm glad you final realized what house is over the other." He droned captivatingly.

"Hey there, slow down those snakes, I'm still a proud Gryffindor. I just fully support Slytherin when it comes to Quidittich." I explained. His grave expression flickering into a frown as the Slytherin glances turned into hostile glares once again.

"Cool it Snape," Mandy sensed trouble, "She is wearing green not red. And," she said most threatening of all, "she's my guest." I could feel the thickness of the air and could barely breathe from tension that ran freely in my veins.

"Sorry Lily, I forgot that you have the same passion for your house, as I do for mine." Snape said tying the loose ends.

James

The quaffle is mine. No point around it, it was meant for me, hell I am a Quidittich star. It flies in my hands and it's meant for me and only me. I have to win. My team always has to win. As long as I was playing we would, I didn't see why the bastards of Slytherin even tried. Lily was in the audience, secretly cheering for me, and only me. Smiling I thought of her long flowing hair, and how great it would be in my victory party tonight I had planned…. with it curling down my back.

"James!" Arnold shouted throwing me the quaffle as we zipped in and out of Slytherin rode kill. I could see Lily's sexy smile brightly shinning on me as I picked up speed.

"Hey Green!" I shouted startling the poor Slytherin girl who looked like she been hit with a bludger one to many times. I grinned wickedly as Green read my mind. He came behind, and I, in front. She scattered like leaves in the blowing wind. I laughed joyfully in good fun, enjoying the boo's from the green side. Those losers, I rock and they were just hiding the truth of the situation from them selves. I felt sorry for Slytherin, I really did. They just weren't appreciative enough to take in my good looks, dude, I was a sexy beast! The speed, the air, the rush Quidittich was the best. I looked around to see no one around me… perfect.

"AND POTTER FAKES KEEPER…AND SCORES!!!! ANOTHER TEN POINTS FOR GRYFFINDOR!!" The girl nearly jumped out of her seat. And that's when I saw her. That's when the cold winter sun glistened her hair. That's when I saw Lily's booing face. And that's when I ran into a Quidittich pole and blacked out.