Disclaimer- I solemnly swear that I do not own ANYTHING HP. The lovely Mrs. JKR does and so do the wonderful people at WB studios. (I'm such a brown-noser!) I do own Evi though and Foamy the Squirrel owns Lillia.

Crap- HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ALL MY MINIONS! HOW HAVE YOU BEEEEEEN! I've missed all of you guys. High school blows near the end of the year. I'm all caught up right now in this guy that I really like (my across-the-street neighbor), and he's going off to Swiss-landio (Switzerland) on Sunday. I'm trying to make the best of it, and the good part is that he likes me back! (Isn't that great) Well…enough with the words…you noticed that I changed my name?...I had to…okay…now! On!

Oh! About somethings in Spanish. When a person from Spain speaks, their lisps are on the letter C and sometimes S. so When you read, add the 'th' sound…like "Barthelona"...just helping! And my Spanish may be a little rusty right now…I'm not speaking it as much so BEAR WITH ME!


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"AND THEY'RE OFF TO A GOOD START, REAL MADRID 120- CANONS 90. C'MON ENGLAND! LET'S GET A MOVE ON!" Ludo Bagman, otherwise known as the infamous gambling Professional Quidditch Announcer, blurted out encouragements and the score to the fans and players.

A young woman with jet black hair and tan skin around the age of 17 had the quaffle and darted in and out of each of the players.

"'THE DART' TAKES THE QUAFFLE AND IS HEADING TOWARDS THE HOOPS. LOOK!" The ecstatic announcer pointed to one of the Beaters who had just thwacked a bludger directly at the young woman. All of a sudden when the bludger seemed it would hit the girl, she nose-dived and spun so her back was towards the hoops. When she leveled out, her back was towards the ground and she was looking up. "ANOTHER AMAZING DART-DIVE BY MARACIO! SHE SHOOTS, AND SHE SCORES!"

The crowd roared as Evi "The Dart" Maracio broom-surfed above the crowds yelling "¡VIVA ESPAÑA!". Everyone rooting for Spain called out in unison, "MARACIO! MARACIO!" as the girl stabilized herself on her broom. Just as soon as Evi had finished scoring, Spain's seeker sped ahead of England's seeker and snatched the snitch quickly.

"OFFICIAL SCORE MADRID 280- CANONS 90. LET'S HEAR IT FOR SPAIN'S TOP TEAM AND THEIR MOST VALUABLE PLAYER, EVI MARACIO!"

The crowd cheered, and quickly emptied the stands. They headed towards the exit where all the players would pass by for autographs. In the front of the crowds were a few of the Hogwarts 7th year crowd: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Draco Malfoy. Of course the infamous Malfoy could not be seen with the other three of his fellow classmates, so he was on the opposite side.

The players filed out of their team meeting rooms and one by one, shirts, hands, and other things were stuck in front of their faces. Photographers for the Daily Prophet and Quidditch Magazine Weekly were snapping away, capturing every move of the celebrities. As Evi Maracio sauntered out of the area, roses were thrown and boys yelled, "Will you marry me!" Evi's nose crinkled up as she snorted playfully and turned red. Out of the blue, a girl with plum colored hair down to her waist and everything black jumped over the barrier next to Harry and the others and screamed, "POOKIE!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione couldn't believe their eyes.

Evi's eyes widened as she screamed, "LILLIA! LILLIA GRAY? OH MY GODDESS! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED QUIDDITCH¡¿CÓMO ESTÁS MI AMIGA FAVORITA?" The two grabbed each others hands and jumped around in a circle giggled like little girls. They embraced, and then Evi was dragged over to where Harry, Ron and Hermione were, and Lia pointed to each of them and added whom her boyfriend was, clearly being the boy who lived.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione, I would like you to meet my best friend Evi Maracio." Harry and Ron's jaws dropped as they were love struck. Hermione on the other hand was bashing Ron on the head with her wand saying things like "I'm your girlfriend, not her!"

"How long have you known each other?" asked Harry.

"Hmm…como unas diezysiete años. Oh sorry. I think for 17 years." replied the quidditch player.

"Wait, aren't you 17 also? How can you be a pro-quidditch player already?" stated Ron quizzically.

Evi and Lillia snorted and the former replied, "Because I'm damn good, they wanted someone young, and I've been playing forever. That's why my dear…Ron is it?"

Ron looked like he was about to drool when she said his name. "Close your mouth Ron." Lia said and continued with a very poor version of her English accented-spanish, "Ellos te gustan mucho, pero el alla," as she pointed to the dastardly Draco Malfoy, "quiere un beso y muchas cosas más."

Evi raised her eyebrows and replied in English, "Oh really? Let's see how the other boys like this."

Evi walked over to Draco and said, "My amiga over there says you wanted un beso."

Draco looked confused, "Un beso? What the bloody hell is that?"

Evi winked at Lia and whispered, "This…"

Evi planted a soft kiss on the teen's lips, leaving the crowd awestruck.

One photographer managed to snap the photo of the Pro Quidditch player kissing a fan, and ran off when she began yelling obscene phrases in Spanish.

"Listen Lia, I wanted to break the news to you earlier and in a quieter place, but in September I'm coming to Hog-" Before Evi could finish, her agent whisked her away to her limousine, leaving Lia and the rest of her fans alone.

Lia, Harry, Ron, and Hermione left, and headed back towards the fireplace inside the lobby of the stadium. "That's so awesome that you know a pro-qudditch player." said Ron.

Lia smirked and replied, "Yeah, she's my best friend, besides you guys. But what really is bothering me is what she said." The other three stopped and looked at their friend. "What is it, Lia?" asked Hermione. Lia wasn't sure whether or not to say this, but she told them anyways.

"Before Evi's agent snatched her up from our presence, she mentioned something that sounded like Hogwarts. I think she said something about coming. I mean that would be awesome, but why would she want to leave her school in Spain? Bah, who am I kidding? It will never happen."

As the four were talking and flooing themselves to Lia's house, in the shadows was Draco. He overheard the talk of the professional quidditch player coming to his school his last year. He took this thought and posted it in the back of his brain so he could remember something later and maybe achieve something more than a kiss from her.

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August became September and once again Platform 9 ¾ was bustling. Students ranging in age were jumping on the train, saying goodbye to their loved ones, and didn't notice one soul who boarded the train inconspicuously. Once she was on the train, she looked down the whole time until she found a compartment that was empty.

"Now Evi, I know this is your last year of school and your parents couldn't come to see you off, but I'm sure they miss you back in Spain. You have everything packed?"

Evi nodded and kept listening. "Wand? Alright. Sevilen is in her cage with all the other animals. And I couldn't help myself, but while in Hogsmeade, I bought you something."

Evi's agent, Ms. Elisa Centuria, handed her a box of chocolate. Evi grinned, and got up to hug her agent tightly. "I'm going to miss you a lot Elisa." "I'm going to miss you a lot too Evi, but I promise while your gone that I will write to you. So don't worry about being alone." Evi nodded and said goodbye to her agent.

Elisa left, but caught the eye of Lia, who was about to board the train with her three other friends. "Elisa! Wait!" Elisa looked around and saw Lia running towards her. "Hello there Lia! It's been so long since I last saw you. If you're looking for you-know-who, she's in compartment 32. I have to run, but be a dear an write me sometime!"

Lia was all discombobulated, but kept the number in her mind, and told Harry, Ron and Hermione that they would be sitting in compartment 32 this time.

They boarded the train seconds before it left the platform. The four didn't have much trouble finding the compartment, seeing as they were near the end of the train. Before they went in, Lia prepared them. "Okay, you know how I told you my best friend, Evi, was maybe attending Hogwarts." "Yeah" they all replied in unison. Lia continued reluctantly, "Well…she's…kinda…well…" Lia opened the door to compartment 32 and startled the person occupying it.

"Well..she's right here."

Evi got up and removed her sunglasses. She grinned, but then turned into a frown. "Hey guys, what's wrong? Aren't you glad to see me?" The four nodded but were confused. Harry dared to ask, "I thought you went to school in Spain?"

Evi replied, "Yeah, but since my team was going to be in England a lot this year, I decided to switch schools for my last year. And the plus was that I had my best friend here." Lia hugged Evi tightly and whispered, "I'm glad you're here. I've been so sad without you." "I know, I was depressed too many times just thinking about you because we were such good friends years ago and I felt we lost our friendship." said Evi.

Eventually the five teens sat down and began to talk. Ron and Harry asked Evi so many questions that she just laughed at a few of them. Since they were the second to last compartment of the train, no one heard Evi's name but the trouble makers in compartment 33.

"As usual, Potty, Weasel, and that filthy Mudblood are next door. But they have someone else in there. I wonder…" said Draco.

"You wonder what, Draco?" said Crabbe.

"None of your damn business, Crabbe. But I will give you a hint. Remember that quidditch game I went to, the one where Spain and the Canons played each other? Well…" The blonde haired, arrogant boy went on to tell his two minions the publicity stunt that the well-known Professional Quidditch Player did.

"So, I'm going to go startle those stupid gits next door and see if she remembers me."

Draco got up and left his compartment, pretending to be "strolling" about the train, he peered into the compartment and opened the door. "Ah if it isn't Potty, Weasel, Mudblood, and Gray. Oh, and who is this?"

Lia hissed, "My friend, Evi. Stay away from him Evi. He's a no good, filthy, little, cockroach who tries to get innocent girls to sleep with him. I almost made that mistake."

Draco smirked and replied, "I can't help it if all the girls want me."

Harry and Ron rolled their eyes and Hermione was just disgusted. "You don't offer anything for a girl. I don't understand why someone would go for you anyways."

Draco just kept staring at Evi, who was clearly trying to avoid his gaze. "I know who you are. You're that Quidditch player! The one that pulled the publicity stunt on me! Evi Maracio!" Evi banged her head on the small table that was attached to the wall of the compartment. "Yeah…that's me alright. And know that I've learned that you're a stupid, arrogant bastard, I think I'd like to erase that memory from me brain.

"Well I seemed to like it." He slipped into the compartment and sat next to Evi. He put is arm around her and was about to kiss her when she placed to hands on his chest, and she pushed him forcefully back against the wall of the compartment, knocking the wind out of the testosterone-driven Draco.

"No me toques." She spat. "Usted es un pinche viejo y yo te odio. Yo oficialmente no le quiero. Usted es también un thestral con su cabeza en hacia atrás. Usted debe obtener chequeado."

Draco, who was still catching his breath from the very hard push, looked discombobulated. "What the bloody hell did you just say?"

"She said," Lia started, "that if you're going to try and pull a move on her like that again, she will seriously hurt you." Evi replied with a , "Si."

He got up and slammed the door to the compartment. Lia and Evi cackled when Draco left, making the hero trio greatly confused. "You know I really didn't say that right?" gasped Evi. "Yes, mi deary. I know you didn't say that. But I did catch that one bad word, and I caught thestral too…" "Yeah" chimed Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Evi.

The rest of the ride they spent talking about how Lia and Evi knew each other. Harry explained his tragic life, and so did Ron and Hermione how they met. Evi was so engrossed in their story but was jerked out of her stupor when the train jolted to a stop.

"Welcome to Hogsmeade Station, Miss Maracio." said Lia in a funny voice. "Why thank you, Miss Gray." The two hooked arms, but Evi stopped and said, "I'm glad that I got a cloak with a big hood so I can hide my face. Pretend that I'm blind please."

They walked out of the train and Lia went up to Hagrid and whispered in his ear about her little predicament, asking for Evi not to ride with the first years.

"It's 'lright wit' meh." whispered Hagrid to his little friend.

Lia grinned at her boyfriend and her friends, and scurried off with their "blind person" and managed to grab an empty carriage.

"So Harry, you play quidditch?" asked Evi.

"Yep, he does. He's a seeker. He's great!" answered Lia.

"I'm not that good. Not as good as you, Miss Maracio." said Harry, sheepishly.

"Goddess, call me Evi or Dart. But Evi suits me much better. The Dart thing is just for show." replied Evi.

Harry chuckled and let the rest of the group talk.

Later, the carriages came up to the front of Hogwarts Castle, which left Evi flabbergasted. She had never seen a castle so big. Her old school was in the Alhambra, an old fortress built during the Islamic rule in Spain.

"Welcome to your new home, Evi."

Lia and Evi hopped out first, and went to the area where the first years were gathered. Evi towered over the small first years. Lia left her presence, and Evi pulled the hood farther over her head, shading her face from the little eleven year olds. An old, very tall woman dressed in emerald green approached the group of first years and said, "This way please. You shall be sorted now."

The first years walked between to very long tables, catching everyone's attention. When Evi trailed behind slightly, everyone's eyes were on her and whispers flew through the tables. Evi could just hear them: "Who is that?" "It looks like a dementor." "Evi looks like she's gunna pass out." "That damn quidditch player, she knows she wants me." Evi smirked at the last two comments. She knew exactly who said them: Lia and Draco.

The tall woman stood at the front of the group and annouced the names. She began, "Evilyn Maracio."

'Damn,' Evi thought. The group of first years parted in two as the tall girl moved to the stool with a very tattered, moldy-looking hat. Immediately, the crowd behind her began to talk louder as she sat down.

"Miss Maracio, you need to remove your hood."

"Do I have to?" whimpered Evi.

"Yes, to be properly sorted."

Evi pushed back her hood silently, causing a chorus oh gasps and a 'whoa' was emitted from a few people. Evi winced as she felt everyone staring at her. One thing she hated most was being stared at. She didn't mind when she was flying about the quidditch stadium, but now it was too tense a moment. The old woman placed the ugly looking at on Evi's head, and it startled her when it began to speak.

"Ah, a brand-new brain for me to eat! Just joshing, Miss Maracio." The hat kept talking randomly about things that were good about Evi, and decided her house. "Since you're new and you'll need a friend, I send you to GRYFFINDOR! They'll lend you a hand!"

The Gryffindor table erupted in a cheer, and greeted their new celebrity house mate. Evi trotted over to her new house and sat in between Lia and some boy with a heavy Irish accent. "I'm Seamus. Nice to meet you, Miss Maracio. I'm a big fan!" Everyone was sticking their hands in her face, and it wasn't long before Evi was about to start to cry. Tears poured out of her eyes, causing everyone to stop annoying her.

"What's wrong Evi?" asked Lia as she rubbed her friend's back.

"It's just, I've sniff never had this much attention before! You guys are making me so happy. Ugh I need a tissue." About 8 guys conjured up a box of tissues, and Evi blindly reached for one of them, and blew her nose.

Once the sorting was over, food magically appeared in front of the student's faces. Evi was shocked when she saw a whole array of food. "¡DIOS MIO!" was her usual exclamation when she saw a large amount of food. Evi dug into whatever she could get her hands on, and stuffed her face. When dinner was done, Evi felt at least 50 pounds heavier.

"Goddess, I think I'm going to barf." said the very full Spaniard.

"You shouldn't have eaten so much." retorted Hermione.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll probably loose all the pounds I just gained with in the next few days."

Harry led his girlfriend, best friends, and new friend to the Pink Lady's portrait.

"Password?" said the rotund woman in a pink dress.

"Verita," answered Harry.

The portrait door swung open and the small tunnel to the common room was opened.

Once inside, Evi was again shocked by the immense use of the crimson and blood red colors. The common room was wonderful. There were seats in front of the fire, bookshelves, a few tables for students to work at, and the staircase leading to the girls and boys dormitories.

"Wow…" she whispered.

"I guess I'll show you the rooms, and I'm sleepy, so I'm going to go to bed." said Lia.

Lia walked over to Harry, and kissed him lightly. She hugged him and said goodnight as well. She hooked arms with Evi, and brought her upstairs.

"Since there aren't very many of us seventh year girls, we have the biggest and nicest dormitory because it's our last year. We specially requested it."

Lia describe it to Evi, and when they got there, Evi felt right at home. When she attended her old school, La Alhambra's School for the Light Arts, her dormitory was very similar. Posters were pasted all over the walls, the color of the room had changed from its normal color to some other color, and music was blaring.

"Nice, and I see that two beds were saved for us." said Evi happily. She jumped onto her bed and sighed happily. Her trunk had arrived earlier than she, and she decided to begin to unpack.

After finishing unpacking, Evi took a shower, changed into her pajamas, and laid down. Her bed spread was changed to her team's comforter. Everything she had was 'Real Madrid'. She said goodnight to her friend, and decided she would meet everyone in the morning.


How was it? It may be a little crappy cause I haven't written in a while. But you have to see that High school is FRIGGIN HARD for me...so just read it with good thoughts in mind! Remember to review!

Love,

BSS