Cassandra Potter was finished at Quidditch training and she went into the wardrobe with her female team mates Eliza Weasley and Joss Mill. The Chudley Cannons were practicing at Youdle Pitch which was fifteen minutes from Chudleigh Knighton. Yhe Chudley Cannons were the most famous quidditch team in the British and Irish league and they won, won and won. It had not been like that always. Around twenty years ago, the Chudley Cannons was a loser-team and they lost nearly all matches. Ron Weasley (her father´s best friend) had been Chudley´s first top player at hundred years. He had played keeper and it was then Chudley became a success. After Ron Weasley, Chudley had a lot of other good, successful quidditch players, and the best of them Cassandra Potter. Cassandra had been playing international qidditch for nearly one year now and beside Chudley, she was the seeker in the English, national team. She looked like the perfect seeker. She was not taller than 1´54 and her body was like a twig. She was not very(exactly 44 kilos) and she was the perfect flyer. Her mother Hermione wanted her to be a success in the Ministry of Magic but Cassandra had been a talent in Quidditch since Hogwarts. Cassandra had brown, bushy hair(like her mother), but she used to use a potion to get her hair straight, or if not she used to have her hair in two plaits (she did that when she was little). Cassandra was not only interested in Quidditch. She was very good in defence against the dark arts and she had was very intelligent. That was Cassandra Alexis Potter, 19.
"Hard training", Joss Mill said when she changed to her normal clothes. Cassandra took of the orange Chudley-uniforme. "We will have our next match on next Wednesday", Eliza Weasley said. "Against the Pride of Portree". "And I have a match against Turkey this summer", Cassandra said. "It I hard to play for two teams". "Pity for you, Cass", Joss said. "I will be with my boyfriend all summer. Maybe he´ll propose". "Lucky you", Cassandra said. There were a lot of boys who wanted her too but many wanted her just becase she was famous. Cassandra had been used by one only two months ago. She only waited for the true love to come…… She had been together with Hugh Jones in one year and a half, but he broke up in seventh class. Now, Cassandra thought about playng quidditch, ad love would come when it came. She took on her lilac cloak and thought "Maybe I will get a job in the ministry later? I can not play quidditch all my life either". "I am going now", she said to Elia and Joss. "Bye Cass", they said. Cassandra apparated to her parents´ house in Hogsmeade. She had a place for herself, but she thought it was quite lonely to stay in her luxorious apartment in London. She had grown up in London where her father Harry worked as an auror. Her mother lead the organization S.P.E.W. and beside she worked in the Wizengamot. Cassandra was very close to the Weasley family. She was good friends with her team mate Eliza Weasley who was the daughter of the successful Ron Weasley and his wife Luna and Ron Weasley was her godfather.
When Cassandra stood behind the door to the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade, Scotland she knocked on it. Her mother Hermione opened up and said: "Cassandra! How are you? Come in!". "Hi Mum, how are you?", asked Cassandra. "I am only fine", Cassandra said. "Hard training but...". She went in. It was one week since she had been to her parents´ house and it was the same as last time. Her parents had moved in to the Shrieking Shack when she was at her fifth year at Hogwarts and it did not look like a haunted house any longer. The windows were new and fixed and it was a pretty, welcoming house. "Where is father?", Cassandra asked her mother. "He´s coming soon", Hermione said. "He is still at work". Cassandra followed after her mother into the kitchen and helped her with the dinner. She and her mother were very unlike each other. Cassandra loved to fly and play quidditch more than read and do homeworks, and her mother became a little disappointed ehen her daughter became a quidditch player and not an auror or a ministry worker. Cassandra was good enough to become such things, ut she loved quidditch. She couldn´t stay one week without a broom and when she used to fly around Britain before she started at Hogwarts. But her father Harry was very proud of his daughter. She was a talent (like he had been) ad even better... They were very similar. Cssandra did not understand why her mother didn´t like quidditch. Her mother used to say that it was "brutal and dangerous" and that made Cassandra angry sometimes. But she knew that her mother loved her and wanted her to do her best in her life and let her dreams come true. Cassandra did not want to be famous, but all professional quidditch players became famous. If she should be a top seeker, she had to expect that the press wanted to know anything about her, but she didn´t let them. Cassandra did not speak a lot about her private life to The Daily Prophet and Witches Weekly. "Are you ok, Cassandra?", her mother asked. Cassandra thought. She thought about her latest boyfriend Clark Zetti (an american Quidditch player who was not so known as her). They had been together in two months, but the relationship did not work when Cassandra found ut that he just wanted some more fame. She didn´t want to love somebody before she knew them exactly because she didn´t look forward to be together with one more who only wanted her fame. Cassandra loved to be a quidditch player, but she she didn´t wat to be famous. She wanted a normal life just like all the other people around her. Her father was famous for surviving the evil Lord Voldemort who he had killed tree years before Cassandra was born. "Don´t think about this stupid Clark", her mother said and laid a hand on her shoulder. "I am sure you will find true love, Cassandra. I never thought anyone in this world liked me, but I found your father. We had been friends in many years before but I never thought that we could be something more". "Oh mother... you mean I shall be together with Zachary Weasley?", Cassandra asked. Zachary Weasley was Eliza´s two year younger brother (Eliza was one year younger than Cassandra). "No, did I say that?", Hermione asked. "How stupid can I be?", Cassandra said and laughed. "Why do I day-dream about a real love when my life is the best I have ever experienced?". Hermione laughed too. "Just think about house-elves twenty years ago", she said. "I think they had a muc wrse life than you have ever had. You are a quidditch player and your salary is like a mountain of gold in your Gringotts vault", she said. "Huse elves never got anything. Not even clothes". "But what shall I do with all the money?", Cassandra asked. "I have given a lot to you and S.P.E.W, and I have too much", she said. "I strongly say that you must enjoy your life. When you have played against Turkey, enjoy your holiday. Maybe you can experience the world". "Good idea. Do you and Dad want to go with me?", she asked. "No dear, I think your best friend Miranda wants it much more than us. She is young like you and I think you two could have a lot of fun abroad. And maybe Eliza and Ruby could go with you too?", her mother said. "It will be wonderful! Maybe we could go to a tropical place and look for a lethifold!", Cassandra joked. "You don´t go and look for lethifolds. Do you want to get killed?", her mother said seriously. "It was only a joke", Cassandra told her mother. "Hello Hermione", said a male voice. Her father came into the kitchen and Cassandra said "Hello Dad! hard day at work?". Harry turned around. "Cassie!", he said and smiled. "Are you fine?", he said. "Yes", Cassandra said. "I´ve been training very hard today". "And I´ll cheer for you at your next match", Harry said. "Let´s eat", Hermione said.
Five
hours later, Cassandra laid in her bedroom in her parents´ house. Her
bedroom was very large and her bed looked like a princess bed (not that
Cassandra liked that). She had got the Princess bed from Hogwarts. It
had been on a girl dormitory and Headmistress McGonnagall had given her
her old bed when she graduated. She thought that it would fit so well
in the old-fashioned room in the Shrieking Shack. Cassandra´s personal
style was very different. She liked something between simple style and
modern, cool style. Cassandra walked off the bed and to the big window
. She stood there and looked up to the stars and thought: "When will I
find the one?". She looked at the Hogwarts Castle long away from Hogsmeade. She stared more at the castle and went back to bed.
