Author's Note: This chapter has slight sexual suggestions in it. There should be nothing here to send it over PG-13 but I thought it better to warn you in case you would rather skip the chapter (the first half is only about Quidditch so you can read that part) if you are so inclined. Happy reading! Redfrog

Chapter 3: Different Types of Games

Harry awoke on the second day of the tryout very early. It wasn't even light out yet but he knew he wouldn't get back to sleep. He grabbed his notebook of Quidditch moves and his favorite book on seekers and headed down to the kitchen. He decided to just head to the stadium for their offered breakfast so he left a note for Winky telling her he wouldn't be around for breakfast. He finished getting himself ready as Xavier and apparated over to the training facility.

"Good morning Mr. Lupin," on of the secretaries said with a shy smile as he arrived. "Breakfast is being served in the meeting room down the hall on your right." He thanked her and made his way to where she directed. He was surprised to see so many people there already.

"Good morning Mr. Lupin," Everett Smith said jovially, it was easy to see he was a morning person. "We're glad you could make it for breakfast."

"Thank you Mr. Smith but please call me Xavier or X for short. Mr. Lupin sounds like my father or my uncle." Harry said with a lopsided grin that he had been practicing to look remarkably like Remus'. He helped himself to a rather larger breakfast since the tryout didn't start for another 40 minutes. He was halfway through his meal when Wood plopped down next to him and reached desperately for the coffee.

"I'm not much of a morning person," Wood mumbled and took another 10 minutes to be awake enough to introduce himself properly. "I'm Oliver Wood, keeper. I play for Puddlemore." He said offering his had to shake.

"Xavier Lupin," Harry said with his new smile, "My uncle says you used to play at Hogwarts with Harry Potter."

"Yeah, I was the captain of the Gryffindor team when Harry started. In fact, he didn't even know what Quidditch was until I explained it to him. I hear he gave you his spot. I must say I was sad to hear he wouldn't be here. He would have been a great asset to the team." Oliver told him.

"Yeah, I was surprised he would turn it down as well. My uncle says it's due to the death eaters being after him. I'm just glad my uncle put in a good word for me. I've never actually been introduced to Potter so it was a shock for me." X said.

"You looked good out there yesterday from what I could see. Today is the big one though. They'll actually see what you're made of today." Wood said before heading to the changing rooms to suit up. Harry followed quickly after since everyone seemed to be done with their early meal.

They started off with warm up laps and then broke into catching golf balls shot out of a cannon of some sort. The 8 seekers took turns trying to catch the balls. Harry and two of the others caught every single one, the others missed quite a few. The next task was the same except they were paired up and had to fight to catch the balls. Harry showed off his superior flying by maneuvering around everyone else and coming up with the most number of catches.

They continued on for a while with other exercises like the first before they took a break for lunch. Harry was pleased to note a few of his opponents looked tired already. He hadn't even started feeling tired, he was still having fun. These were the kinds of things that relaxed him and made him realize how much he loved the sport. They finished the morning doing more drills and exercises before breaking for lunch.

Oliver came and sat next to him again for lunch. He leaned in close and whispered "I'm glad you haven't forgotten everything I taught you," making Harry almost choke on the ham sandwich he was eating. Oliver chuckled and then continued in a low voice, "I understand the need for it, don't worry I'll keep your secret. But don't think I can't recognize your flying and seeker style. Remember that I taught you a lot of that and then watched you play for 3 years."

Harry just grinned that he wouldn't have to lie to his old friend and captain. "I'm glad you have such faith in my abilities Wood, I'm sure we'll be fast friends if I make the team."

"So Xavier, how many times have you lost the snitch to another player?" One of the other guys asked. They were all comparing their stats.

"Once, but even then I couldn't have done anything as I was hit with a sort of spell that made me pass out." He told them as they all related their stats. "That makes me have 13 successful catches and victories for my team." The others had played many more games than he had. They seemed surprised he had only played in 14 games. "Well, I was home schooled so it was hard to be part of a team. I only finished my NEWTs last year."

They finished eating and headed out to the pitch for scrimmages. They play continued until one of the seekers caught the snitch then the teams changed and it continued for a few hours. Harry was in the last rotation of seekers so he sat down and waited for his turn up. The guys all had a bet on who would catch the snitch the fastest each round. They all chipped in a galleon per round so the winner got 8 galleons. Harry was finally up and he was excited for the chance to prove his ability. He hoped onto his broom and waited fro the whistle. He saw the snitch after the first minute and quickly caught it before the other seeker had any idea he had even seen it. As he landed with a wide grin he held out his hand the others paid him, he had beat their times by over 5 minutes.

They made it through 3 rounds and Harry caught the snitch each time. He won the pot for the quickest catch twice. The third rotation the snitch was sighted after 30 seconds so his catch after 6 minutes didn't win. They were all called down as the physical part of the tryout was over. They each had to interview with the different individuals and answer any questions. The interviews lasted until it was time for supper. There was a lavish buffet for food for all the tired athletes and the managers of the team thanked everyone for their participation. "We will be owling everyone next week letting you know if you made the team or not. For those of you who made the team there will be a practice schedule enclosed as well as a complete team roster. We will be releasing the list to the media as soon as your owls are received. Thank you all once again," Everett Smith said to the crowd before they all departed.

Harry promised to owl Oliver when he made the team. Wood had insisted that he had nothing to worry about and that he was a shoo in. Harry then left to hurry home to tell Remus and Tonks all about his day.

Mrs. Malfoy stood and excused herself from the table, leaving Gabrielle and Draco alone, finally. Once Gabrielle was sure she was out of hearing range she let out a huge sigh and relaxed into her chair. Mrs. Malfoy demanded perfection at all times. They sat with their backs perfectly straight, looking immaculate. Not a strand of hair out of place, robes freshly pressed and no emotion showing on their face. That was what she said a lady of breeding should look like. "When do we go to headquarters?" She asked Draco. "I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. She's purchased me all new robes, has the house elves do my hair and makeup and even insists I wear this horribly tight corset to make sure I sit up straight!"

"I know she's overbearing. We only have to put up with her until we are married. I have already discussed that she would take over residence of the French villa once we wed. I told her it did not look good for the head of the family to still be living with his mummy once he was married." Draco told her with an apologetic smile. "Then we only have to deal with it on holidays and society events."

"So we're staying at school for the holidays next year right? Or at least that's what we're saying?" She asked hopefully.

Draco chuckled and helped her from her chair to take their nightly walk around the gardens. He made sure to have fresh flowers sent to her rooms every morning with her tea tray. She did look lovely in the robes his mother had chosen for her, even if they were stuffy and uncomfortable. "We'll go shopping again before school starts, then you can buy whatever you would like." He told her as he kissed her palm.

"I actually owl ordered some clothes from my favorite designer in France. They should be here by the end of the week. I promise not to wear them in front of your mother. They are mostly clothes to wear to the club, when you finally take me out that is," she teased him.

"I would love nothing more than to parade you around, but until my birthday we have to make sure we are with a qualified wizard who can use magic to protect us." Draco told her, placing his arm around her shoulder. "I wouldn't want anything bad to ever happen to you."

They headed in to the library after their walk to curl up in front of the massive fireplace to read. They had started reading together their first night. They took turns reading out loud. Gabrielle liked that he wasn't afraid of his mother seeing him with his arms around her sitting in front of the fire. They were definitely growing closer. She knew he was perfect for her, she just wondered when the sparks would start, or if they ever would. The most she could say was that their relationship was comfortable, beyond that it was still in the beginning awkward stages. Neither wanted to push the other too far so they stayed in the comfortable rut they had formed.

"Do you think you'll make head boy this year?" Gabrielle asked him.

"I hope so; it will finally give me some peace from Crabbe and Goyle. They snore louder than most thunder storms. Besides, I'll be sharing a common room with Hermione and then we can all hang out without having to worry about curfew." Draco told her kissing her forehead as she leaned against him.

"So you're that sure Hermione will get the head girl position?" Gabrielle asked, from what she had seen there was no one else who was qualified.

"If she doesn't get it I'll have a talk with Dumbledore. She has the highest grades, gets along with everyone and does more extra credit activities and work than anyone. Plus she would be devastated if she didn't get it where the other girls wouldn't since they already think Hermione is going to have it." Draco was playing with her long silver hair. He liked the way it felt between his fingers.

"She seems to have won over the Slytherin guys. The way you all danced with her at the leaving party I was afraid they were going to start fighting over her. Too bad she's dating a former Gryffindor. It would be fun to see what the pubic would say about a Gryffindor and a Slytherin being seen together." Gabrielle chuckled.

"We'll see everyone at the wedding and then we can make plans to go to the club. I have wanted to go back since last summer. I like dancing and it was a lot of fun. We'll have a nice big group if Longbottom and Lovegood come along as well. Maybe we can even owl Justin and Hannah and see if they can stop by. Too bad Dennis isn't old enough to get in." Draco told her.

"Well technically I'm not old enough either but they won't say anything against the future Mrs. Malfoy," Gabrielle said with a smirk. "It's amazing how catered to your mother and I were when she drug me shopping."

"Come my love, it is late and I must escort you to your bedchambers." Draco said helping her off the couch and escorting her to her door. "Good night sweet lady," he said giving her a kiss before turning off to his room with a sly smile.

"Ron I don't think I should be in your room," Susan said looking around like Mrs. Weasley would pop out of no where to scold them.

"Relax," he said taking her hand in his and kissing it. "My mum went to the store, she told us she wouldn't be back until almost dinner time. Dad and the twins are at work and Ginny is somewhere in Romania with Charlie. Bill is the only other one who would stop by and he and Fleur also have to work today. Besides, it's not like we are doing anything that would get us into trouble anyway."

"That is a shame," Susan purred before leaning in to kiss him. She loved kissing Ron, she felt like the entire world melted away and they were the only ones left. He was the first and only boy she has ever kissed. She was still embarrassed that she kissed him accidentally all those years ago. She had a crush on him since 2nd year.

Ron was almost giddy with happiness at having a girl in his room that was willing to snog him senseless. He liked the way their bodies fit together; it was as if they were meant to hold each other. She was perfect for him and he knew it. She loved Quidditch, was a good chess player and found him attractive! She was smart but not ambitious. She had told him all she really wanted to do was raise a family. Imagine that, a pretty, smart girl who liked Quidditch and wanted a family.

He was so enjoying the kiss that he didn't realize they had moved to lying down on his bed. She was playing with his hair and he had his hands running up and down her back. He tentatively ran his tongue against her lips hoping she would open to him again. They had used tongues twice before but he didn't want to press his luck. Susan opened her mouth willingly and snaked her tongue out to meet his, making both their hearts speed up. When they needed to break for air he started kissing her cheeks and down her face and neck. Without conscious though his hand was slowly moving toward her breast.

Susan had moved her hands to his shoulders and was rubbing down his back, sending electric shocks through both their bodies. Ron took her mouth with his again before moving to delicately grasp her breast through her shirt. She gasped at the feel of his touch and deepened the kiss again, drawing him closer to her on the bed. She was mostly on her back now with him hovering over her touching her. He had never so much in his life wanted to touch her.

She knew it was fast, that they had only been dating a few months, but it felt so good she didn't want to stop. She reached to his waist and untucked his t-shirt so she could slide her hands up his broad chest. Ron paused in his kisses to allow her to slide the shirt off his head, letting her see his freckled but muscular chest. He groaned as he felt her fingers running along his chest and took her mouth again hungrily. He used his free hand that was not supporting his weight to start unbuttoning her shirt. He was waiting for her to push him away, but was glad when she never did. He opened her shirt and smiled as he pulled back as it was the most amazing sight he had ever seen.

"You're so beautiful," He told her huskily before trailing kisses from her earlobes, down her neck to her collar bone. He had never imagined touching a girl could be so amazing. He had heard Dean and Seamus' stories in the dorm but never really believed it felt so nice. He lay down further beside her, turning her more to him so she was on her side but they were still kissing.

Slowly he reached around her to the clasp of her bra and slowly unhooked it. The nice thing about having big brothers was the lessons in how to take off girls' bras and what to do, when and in what order. His dad gave him the whole birds and the bees talk but his brothers gave him tips on how to actually do anything.

He smiled sweetly and kissed her before moving his hand up to touch her gently. When she still did not pull away he grinned and moved his head down to kiss her again. She moaned as he kissed her. It was the absolute best sound in the world to him and at that moment he never wanted to be anywhere other than in her arms.

Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned. Fred and George had a slow day at the shop and decided to come home early to get ready for their dates later that evening. They were quiet when they came in and were able to hear Susan's moan of pleasure as they walked by Ron's room. With identical evil grins they stood on either side of the door. Fred yelled out, "Yeah mum, I think Ron's in his room," while George chorused with, "No I don't know where Susan is, Percy's room was empty." The frantic hustling sounds they heard from inside the room made them chuckle.

Ron jumped up as if burned when he heard his brother's voice. Susan's eyes got wide with freight as she hurried to straighten her clothes. She rushed out of the room as Ron was still struggling to get his shirt back on. She blushed as she saw the twins standing sentinel at the door and hurried to the bathroom to straighten up. The twins walked casually into their younger brother's room watching as he tried to put his head through the arm hole of the shirt and the evidence of his arousal obvious.

"Well, judging by the short amount of time it took her to flee, I'm guessing our dear brother here only made it to second base, what do you think?" George asked Fred.

"A definite second base, perhaps even with her shirt off so he could do more than just touch, but definitely not third as it would have taken longer for her to flee." Fred responded as if they were commenting on the weather.

"Good thing mummy dearest isn't home yet or ickle Ronniekins would be in serious trouble," George smirked as Ron realized they had set him up. "Good thing it was just us, we would never use this information against our favorite younger brother."

"I'm your only younger brother you gits," Ron growled. He was still very aroused and his heart rate was not back to normal after the mad rush to straighten up, so he was not in a pleasant enough mood to deal with the twins. "I can't believe you scared us like that! Do you want me to be a virgin my entire life?" He said in a half whisper half plea. "If you two didn't come back who knows what base I would have made it to, we were just getting started. I could have possibly made it all the way home."

Fred and George smirked at each other, "Well that will just make you work twice as hard next time to not get discovered. Perhaps a silencing and door locking spell would come in handy." George said with a grin.

"Besides its way more fun trying not to get caught at Hogwarts with Snape and Filtch on the prowl; it makes the experience that much more, just knowing you might get caught and sent to detention." Fred told him seriously.

"Please just leave this alone guys, or wait to embarrass me until Susan goes home. Just leave her out of this. I don't want her reputation to be hurt any." Ron pleaded.

"How can her reputation be any worse, she's already dating you, scraping the bottom of the barrel if you ask me!" George said and quickly dodged a hex Ron sent at him.

"Ok, we promise not to embarrass your girlfriend. Just remember that you owe us one!" Fred sung as they exited the room and Ron hurried down the hall to check on Susan. Hoping she hadn't started packing to go home yet. He didn't want her to leave.