I own no one at all, ya happy now? Huh? huh? Knowing that some poor defenceless childs dreams of owning Harry Potter have been crushed beneath the surface we call reality? Well are ya!

Ok so this chapter is a little bit pointless but at least now James has a date...things will evolve I tell you...very soon indeed...

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"James…James…JAMES!"

"Wha-!" I fell abruptly out of bed and onto the floor, landing with a harsh thud.

"Finally James you're up"

"Err yeah, thanks to mister automatic alarm clock over here" Sirius grinned sheepishly and quickly diverted his attention to a frantic Peter looking for a left sock.

"Peter, it doesn't matter whether you've got two right footed socks"

"It does if you've got two left feet" He grumbled, grabbing a handful of dirty underwear from out of under his bed.

"Anyway why the rush?" I asked them, rubbing sleep from my eyes.

"Well mate, seeing as we've got a new Quidditch Captain they're actually making us try out again"

"You what!" I yelled, unable to believe it.

"I said-"

"I heard what you said moron I just can't believe you mean it"

"Well I…err…do?"

"But Sirius, we've already tried out this year, remember? I mean what happened to Darcy?"

"He's gone, Holyhead Harpies bought him off a couple of days ago-"

"So now we have a new captain?"

"Yep, she put up a notice in the common room saying try outs were today-"

"Wait…she?"

"Yeah, Rebecca O'Connell-"

"You mean…Rebecca O'Connell is our new captain?"

"Yes Rebecca O'Connell, look Prongs we really need to get going if we want to catch breakfast before-"

"Our new Quidditch captain is a girl?"

"Yes Prongs she's a girl-"

"A girl I used to date!"

"You went out with O'Connell? Whoa Prongs you sly dog, she's a year older than you-"

"And now she's our captain?"

"Yes Prongs I've already told you-"

"But she hates me!"

"She…WHAT?"

"I cheated on her with Sammy-Jo Cookson, she blew a fuse and told me if I ever crossed lines with her again she would shove my broom right were the sun don't shine"

"Oh Prongs" Sirius wailed, head in hands. "Now she'll never let you back on the team"

"I know that Sirius, why else do you think I kept away from her? I couldn't even face practises with her, it was lucky that she wasn't a bloody beater, she could have knocked my block off on various occasions" I sighed. "So now what do we do?"

"Well James, every captain has it in his, or her as the case may be, best interests that he, or she as the case is, must produce the best Quidditch team in the school and whip their opponents arses. So evidently, O'Connell, despite her loathing towards you, will pick the best of the best, that's you, and me, so if I was you, I wouldn't worry too much about it, I'm not"

"Well you're not the one she blooming hates are you?"

"No, this point is valid, but then again, if you hadn't cheated on her with Sammy-Jo neither would you be"

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"Beckham, Bigly, Black, Bloggs and…Potter" She gave me a small and wiry smile, it scared me so much I would have wet myself if it had not been for the broom comfortably wedged between my thighs. It was not supposed to be my turn yet; it was supposed to be in alphabetical order by the first letter of your surname, since when did B come next to P? I slowly pushed off from the ground and came face to face with the new Gryffindor Quidditch team captain.

"Potter, how nice of you to drop by, you've come to support Black then?"

"No Sir, I mean…ma'am…I came to try out"

"I know" She laughed cruelly.

"Look Rebecca I-"

"Don't call me Rebecca!" She snarled.

"Fine then…O'Connell?" She nodded her head as a sign that I was to continue.

"I'm really sorry about any tension there is between us but I hope it doesn't affect my seeker position in any way-"

"Enough talk Potter, Black is trying for keeper, Bloggs, Bigly and Beckham all want chaser. I'm a chaser which means they can't all get what they want, you will be playing beater for this game, Beckham will be seeker. Do you understand?"

"But ma'am-"

"Don't call me ma'am this isn't the military!" She growled.

"Yes ma'am, no ma'am" She bared her teeth at me and I cowered on my broom stick.

"What is the problem Potter?"

"Nothing, I just was wondering if maybe there could be separate try outs so we can all have a chance at what we want-"

"I don't care what you were wondering! The Slytherin vs. Gryffindor Match is going to be on October the 7th, that's 5 weeks earlier than it normally should be, we need practise, we don't have time to be faffing round with individual bloody try outs for every individual bloody position, both our beaters and two of our chasers, one of them being one of the best in England, from last year are gone and I want to have the best of the best this year, not the rejects Darcy selected last week, now grab that bat and get bludging, do you hear me!" She barked, making me retreat back to the ground.

"Perfectly" I mumbled, grabbing a bat. I had tried playing beater once before, with dreadful consequences, maybe this was why O'Connell was so desperate for me to play it, so I would get knocked into the bleachers again like last time.

"Potter, stop dawdling and get up into this air this instance!"

"Coming ma'am"

"Potter you call me ma'am one more time and it will be the last thing you call me!" She threatened menacingly.

"Why ma'am? You going somewhere?"

"POTTER!" She screamed at me. I flew off around her head, zooming past her ear.

"Catch me if you can, ma'am!"

"You get back here Potter; else you'll be off the Quidditch team before you can say Slytherin!"

"I'm not on it anyway, so what's to lose?"

"Well for a start you'll never be on it!" I was chasing her tail now, but she hadn't got as good control on her broom as I had and she started looping through the air.

"Like I'm bothered!" I yelled after her, chasing her still, just to annoy her some more.

"I don't know what I ever saw in you Potter!"

"I know what I saw in you though" I said slyly. She stopped dead on her broom and turned round slowly.

"You do?"

"Course, you're a gorgeous girl, lovely figure, good athlete. Smart, attractive, funny, light sense of humour" I added in, a little sarcasm on the last one. She smiled seductively at me.

"Well then maybe we could talk some time, say over a cup of coffee or something?"

"Ooh, very sophisticated, I like a woman with class"

"And I like my men with an as-"

"Excuse me; are we actually going to play some Quidditch here?" Janine Bigly asked with an exasperated expression, ignoring the puppy dog drooling looks she was receiving from Paul Bloggs.

"Oh, yeah, you know what, I'm just gonna keep the guys Darcy chose, try outs are over" A lot of complaining and moaning was heard from the ground and Janine literally erupted like a volcano.

"So I guess we're going to be Quidditch partners then?" I asked Rebecca coyly.

"I guess so" She smiled back at me.

The Potter charm works miracles again.

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