Wow it has been entirely too long since I have continued this fic. Well, recently I decide to catch up on my HP reading since I have had time and that is when I decided to continue with this. I have no clue when I will ever finish. It all depends on the time I have to work on it. Anywho, a basic over view: Lacey considers leaving Hogwarts and returning to Beauxbatons, until George convices her to do otherwise. Lacey gets a surprise visit from her biological father, Lucius, and proceeds to apologize to Fred.

I own none of the characters with the exception of Lacey and her mother

Fred cleared his throat, "Uhm.. well, Lacey.. there is this dance coming up and I thought, well, perhaps if no one has asked you yet if, well, you might fancy going with me?"

Lacey smiled widely and beamed with happiness. "Of course, I'll go with you, Fred!" Lacey gave Fred a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.

Fred's face almost turned as red as his hair. "Wow, I didn't expect that great of an answer."

"Fred! Fred! Come on, we need to go to Quidditch practice! We managed to get the pitch before the Slytherins! Angelina will go crazy if you're late!" Fred looked over at Harry, with Ron and George following close behind. George handed Fred his broom and practice robes.

Fred nodded, "Right, Harry. I'm coming." He looked back at Lacey, "Well I suppose I will see you at dinner, then?" Lacey nodded and waved 'good-bye' as all four boys walked out towards the pitch.

Lacey turned and began to walk towards the Slytherin common room. She was feeling very estatic that she would be going to the dance with Fred. She was happier than she had ever been before.

"Lacey?" Lacey stopped at the sound of her name. She saw it was only Sydney who was waiting by the common room door. "Lacey, listen, I just wanted to say that I understand you are upset, but you really must stop punishing me for George's screw-up! I mean, its not like I had planned on snogging with Fred over butterbeer! I don't even like red-heads!"

Lacey laughed lightly, "Sydney, its okay. I know it's not your fault and I'm sorry I was so terrible towards you."

Sydney blinked, slightly confused. "So, wait, I just made a fool out of myself for nothing?"

Lacey nodded, "Yes, but don't worry I probably would have done the same thing. Now let's quickly get ready for practice and beat the others to the pitch. We can watch the Gryffindors practice while we wait for the rest of the Slytherins." Sydney nodded and followed Lacey into the common room. They quickly dashed up the stairs to their dormitory. They threw on their practice robes and grabbed their brooms. They ran down the steps, back into the common room, and quickly out of the portrait hole.

"Well, that's a first. The common room was void of any nasty Slytherin Quidditch players." Sydney commented.

Lacey nodded. "Sydney? You know how tomorrow's our first match against Gryffindor?" Sydney nodded in response. "Well, I'm really nervous. I don't want to beat the Quidditch pulp out of my friends, but I don't want to lose either."

Sydney responded, "Don't worry, Lacey. Unless we have Harry Potter as our Seeker, we won't ever beat the Gryffindor team. So, just go out there and score as much as you can. The game will probably be over in a matter of minutes, anyway." Lacey thought about what Sydney had said and nodded in agreement. Draco really was a terrible Seeker compared to Harry. They made their way out to the Quidditch Pitch. Above their heads, the Gryffindor team were zooming past on their brooms.

Sydney said, "They really are quite good, the Gryffindors. I don't know what they are going to do when Harry leaves."

"You have a point. But I am sure someone else who is good will replace him. Though, I doubt they'll have the ability to spot the Snitch so easily," Lacey said in response to Sydney.

"Oy! What are you two doing out here? Practice isn't for another hour!" Both girls turned to see Marcus walking towards them.

Sydney replied, "We're just watching the Gryffindors, is that okay with you? Or is that breaking some unwritten Slytherin Quidditch law?"

Marcus had apparently not noticed the immense sarcasim in Sydney's voice. "Ah, I see, you're trying to find their weak spots. I knew you wanted to beat them, Lacey."

Lacey rolled her eyes, "Oh please, Marcus, you know we won't win unless the Draco catches the Snitch. And that'll happen, well lets see, never."

Marcus narrowed his eyes, "I hope that isn't the attitude you plan on having during tomorrow's game, Lacey. Because if you make us lose on purpose, I swear.."

"Swear what, Marcus? The only way we would be able to beat Gryffindor is to score 200+ points and not let them score any before Harry catches the Snitch, which you know perfectly well he will catch it before Draco."

"So long as you don't purposely miss a goal." He turned to Sydney, "And you had better not let those Quaffles in."

Sydney rolled her eyes, "Please, Marcus, I save most shots thrown at me but we still lose SO DON'T BLAME ME IF WE DO NOT WIN! BLAME YOUR SEEKER!" It had seemed as though Sydney's loud voice disrupted the Gryffindor's practice for now they were all staring below them. Angelina flew back towards the ground to sort out the situation.

"What is going on here, Flint? Did you forget we had the pitch during this time? We don't need you lot to come starting trouble again." Angelina said furiously.

"No, I didn't forget, Johnson. I was just having a dispute with my team mates."

"Well, go do it elsewhere!" And with that, Angelina flew back up into the air where the rest of the Gryffindors were watching.

"What happened, Angelina?" Fred asked.

"Nothing of importance. Now lets finish our pracitce!" Without another word, they continued until the rest of their hour had finished.

Lacey and Sydney were absolutely with the entire Slytherin Quidditch team. Marcus had manage to blow the story out of proportion and now the rest of the team was convinced that the two of them were out to throw the game. Lacey had let her temper gain control. Because of her fury she had never flown so fast or shot the Quaffle so hard. Sydney, also infuriated, made the most amazing saves and one time almost nailed Derrick right in the head when she used the broom end of her broomstick to knock a Quaffle away from a goal post.

After practice, Draco said to Sydney and Lacey, "You know, maybe if Marcus gets you all riled up tomorrow, we could win against the Gryffindors."

Sydney snorted, "Yeah right, Draco. The day we beat them is the day you actually have the skills required to be a decent Seeker." With that, both her and Lacey walked off the pitch. Lacey was actually feeling quite sick about the Quidditch game. She was so upset that her first game had to be against the Gryffindors.

"Lacey, maybe we should just take our dinners back to our dormitory tonight. I don't want to have any more reasons to kill each Slytherin Quidditch player." Sydney suggested. Lacey nodded in agreement. They quickly walked into the Great Hall, grabbed some food and pumkin juice, and tried to make a clean break for the Slytherin common room.

"Lacey?" Lacey stopped abruptly at the sound of her voice. She saw Fred and quickly smiled. "Lacey, can I talk to you for just a moment?" She nodded. "Good, well, I just wanted to say good luck tomorrow, and don't not do your best just because you're playing against us. We won't hold it against you if do an amazing job. As long as you don't score about 300 goals before Harry catches the snitch."

Lacey grinned at him and replied, "Don't worry, Fred. I doubt I could make that many goals before Harry catches the Snitch. Thank you, though. I appreciate you telling me that." Fred could feel his face turning slightly red. He nodded and then quickly walked into the Great Hall.

"You two make me sick sometimes. Now that that's over, lets go to our dorm and eat. I'm starved. Rebelling against the Slytherins is a full time job!" Lacey nodded in agreement with Sydney.

That night, Lacey simply could not sleep. She had too much on her mind what with homework she needed to do, the Quidditch game coming up, and the fact that her mother would lose all sanity if she found out about Lacey meeting Lucious Malfoy. Finally, after having tossed and turned for what seemed like days, Lacey manage to nod off into a dream land full of Quidditch.

I know that was SUPER short but the next chapter will have the Quidditch match and some more interactment between Lacey and Fred!