Daphne Greengrass sat in the stands of the expanded Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts. She, with her friends, Tracy Davis, Katie Bell, Susan Bones, and Hermione Grangers, had just sat through forty-seven of the forty-eight schools that were competing in the first ever International Wizarding School Competition. Each school had made a grand entrance into the quidditch pitch, much like the countries do in the muggle Olympics. The only difference was the schools did not simply walk into the pitch. They all made some sort of grand entrance. One of the Japanese schools came in flying on an actual dragon. It was an impressive sight. Most schools used their brooms to show off, but nothing overly exciting. The last school to make their entrance was the one that Daphne had been waiting for. It was the International Wizarding Academy, and it was the school that her betrothed attended.

"Are you sure he is going to be a part of this," asked Tracey, seeing the excitement in her best friend's face.

"From what I understand, he is a big part of it. He wouldn't tell me much."

"And what about his brother? The one you say is very much single and just as good looking as your man," asked Katie?

"He is supposed to be a star of this as well. From what I understand, they are the most popular guys in their school. They apparently are very entertaining, intelligent, and athletic."

The conversation stopped when they noticed a single broom flying into the stadium. The young man on the broom was casually coasting in, not doing anything impressive. He flew one slow lap around the stadium, simply waving at everyone. He was wearing an odd outfit that muggle born and half bloods who knew anything about aviation would recognize as a flight suit. On his back was an electric guitar. As he flew by where Daphne was sitting, he smiled and waved.

"Tell me that is lover boy," said Susan.

"Nope. That's his brother."

"Dibs," said Katie.

"No fair," responded Hermione. "I wouldn't mind riding his broom."

The other girls looked over at Hermione in shock. She was usually the quiet and reserved one.

"Wow," said Tracy. "We are definitely going to talk later missy. What happened over the summer?"

"Just because I do not participate in your usual vulgar conversations, doesn't mean I don't have similar thoughts. That one just slipped out," replied Hermione.

"Will you two shut up," said Daphne, pointing the young man that had stopped in front of the VIP stands where all the headmasters, political leaders, and honored guests were sitting. He hopped off his broom and stood on a small ledge in front of them. Everyone looked confused as he waved at them with a weird grin on his face. He then took the guitar from his back and started fidgeting with the knobs on it.

He then played the first few chords of the song he had chosen for the crowd, and those who had seen the movie Top Gun understood his outfit and the song. It was the theme from the movie, and the man playing it was amazing. As he started to play, more students from the school flew in on their brooms in formation, each flying the flag of their home country. As the man played, he slowly stepped onto his broom and began rising as the other students watched in amazement. It was at this point that another young man came up next to the first, playing the guitar as well. This sent Daphne's heart fluttering.

"That's him," she said quietly to her friends.

"Lucky bitch," said Tracey.

The two brothers began rising higher into the air as the song started to pick up. Everyone noticed a young woman on the ground with a piano joining them in the song. They also noticed a couple of other students with instruments as well. IWA was giving a full performance. Soon, the brothers had stopped playing while the other students filled in for them. Everyone watched as the brothers began to climb higher and higher into the sky, almost out of sight. Then the song changed. It was yet another song from the same movie. This song, harder and faster than the first. Those that knew the song, began singing along. As soon as the crowd began singing "Highway to the Danger Zone", the two brothers made their return in a way that shocked and scared the gathered masses. Both were diving from what seemed to be the clouds at a very high rate of speed. They were mere feet from the ground when the pulled up on their brooms and within a foot of each other, sped past each other and began soaring around the pitch while the other students flying began preforming incredible tricks on their brooms. Some were jumping form one broom onto another, while others were pulling aerobatics that many in attendance never even thought possible. And still, the two brothers, who almost looked like twins, were travelling at high rates of speed, preforming stunts that had many in the crowd trying to catch their breath. Their last stunt was the two of them flying on top of each other, with one being upside down, while the other was upright. They then began to rotate as they flew around the pitch. They came around and headed towards the middle where the rest of the flyers had caught up with them. They all formed up and flew in front of the VIPs once again. All of them stood up on their brooms and saluted the gathered dignitaries. One man stood up and saluted back. The group lowered their salutes and flew off and out of the stadium.

The crowd erupted with thunderous applause. It was by far the most impressive thing anyone had seen the entire time. One group was trying to keep their best friend in her spot, as she was wanting to go hunt down the man who had scared her with what she considered reckless flying.

"I would normally agree with you about the recklessness, but those two seemed to know exactly how to handle their brooms," said Katie, the only quidditch player of the group. "They made things that should be impossible look like it was as simple as breathing."

"And why didn't you tell us they were musicians," asked Tracey. "That adds to their attractiveness."

"Well one is already spoken for," said Daphne. "And it was supposed to be a surprise. What good would it have been if I told you everything?"

"Any other surprises we should be aware of," asked Susan?

"Plenty, but that will all be revealed in time," said Daphne with a grin. "Hopefully, we get to meet them soon. I have talked with him all summer, but I have been waiting to finally get into his arms. "

"I take it he is in for one hell of a snogging session," said Tracey.

"Oh yeah," was all Daphne could say.

"Ms. Greengrass," said a man whose voice Daphne recognized quickly. "I have been given permission to escort you and your friends to meet some people."

"Mr. Black! How are you," yelled Daphne running to her betrothed's father. She hugged him tightly.

"I am great. Please do not be mad at them about their flying. That was actually tame for them."

"No promises, although I have a feeling I'm not going to be talking much," replied Daphne.

"Too much information," cried out Sirius.

"Um… How about some introductions Daph," asked Hermione?

"Oh. Sorry. Ladies, this is, and yes I have to use all of your titles for this," she said to Sirius. "This is Professor Sirius Black, Lord of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black."

"Please just call me Sirius. Professor Black probably in front of your instructors just to be safe."

"Hello," said Hermione. "Hermione Granger."

"Tracey Davis."

"Katie Bell."

"Susan Bones."

Sirius looked at Susan and smiled. "Is your aunt Amelia?"

"You know my aunt," asked Susan?

"Oh, I know her. We dated for a couple of years. When you speak to her next, tell her Padfoot says hello."

"You can tell her yourself. She is here."

"It would be nice to catch up with her."
"Are you going to try and rekindle things with her," asked Susan?

"Only if I wanted my wife to murder me. No, I just want to speak with old friends while I am here. I graduated a while back and now that I happen to be here, might as well say hello to people. Speaking of saying hello, we better get moving."

The girls followed Sirius out of the stadium and towards a couple of cabins that were setup near a large stage.

"You will be the first to know, that I was able to convince Professor Dumbledore to allow us to host students who are competing in the events over here every weekend for some international mingling and fun.," explained Sirius. "Live music, plenty of goof food and drink, and a lot of dancing."

"Sounds great," said Katie. "I have to ask, am I going to have to go up against your sons in the quidditch tournament?"

"Yes my dear, you have the unfortunate luck of having to take on the keeper who was given the nickname of Grimm because of how scary good he is guarding the hoops, and the seeker known as lightning because of how fast he is."

"Oh joy," said Katie.

The group approached the cabins, and before anyone could say anything, Daphne took off running. Her blonde hair was flowing behind her as she rushed the man she had fallen in love with over the summer. He saw her, smiled, and caught her as she leapt into his arms. The two's lips made contact quickly. The rest of his classmates were cheering.

"I think they like each other," said Tracey.

"He was a nervous wreck the entire way here," said Sirius.

Daphne finally unlocked her lips from her betrothed as her friends arrived.

"Is this a usual greeting here in England," he asked as she blushed?

"Only from me to you," she said.

"Ok Daphne. Introduce us now," said Susan.

"So impatient," said Daphne. "Alright. Ladies, meet my betrothed, Alexander Corvinus Black, Heir of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black."

"I really am going to have to get used to this proper crap, aren't I," he asked her with a smile.

"Only with initial introductions, I promise. And where is your brother?"

"Probably going to get something to drink. That display today was rather exhausting."

"You damn right it was," said another voice coming out of the cabin. The young man walked out and smiled. "Well, it is about damn time we got to meet in person Daphne."

"That I agree with. Ladies, allow me to introduce you to Alex's brother in all but blood, Harry James Potter, Heir to the Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter!"

The four other girls' jaws dropped. The boy who lived had just returned to England, and he was sexy as hell.