Since the mistake of the Pixies, Lockhart hadn't brought living creatures into the classroom, and instead read passages of his books to the class.

Jack asked after the third time this happened how exactly was this teaching them anything.

"It's just, my friend's uncle always believed in 'Learning on the job'," he said when he was given a confused look by everyone "How can we do that if all he does is read stories that don't even make sense?"

"Of course they make sense!" Lavender Brown said defending Lockhart.

"No they don't!" Jack said flicking though the book about when Lockhart 'Got rid of a werewolf' "It says that the night he got rid of the werewolf was the 25th of May 1987. There was no Full Moon that night!"

Then Jack flicked to the book about Vampires.

"Besides, on that night it says he was fighting off the Vampires in Rome around the same time. Meaning he couldn't have done either of them!"

There was a few minutes of silence before everyone looked to the teacher for an answer.

"I'm sure the date on the Werewolf is just a typo Frost," he said chuckling nervously. "Besides, you need to learn what to do so you know how to do it, before you go out and start fighting monsters."

And with that, unfortunately, the lesson began with Harry being picked to play the werewolf, Lockhart 'rescued'.

At the end not wanting to hang about, Jack grabbed his things was about to go looking for Peeves when Lockhart's voice caught his attention.

"So Harry, tomorrow's the first Quidditch match of the season, I believe. Gryffindor verses Slytherin is it not? I hear you're a useful player –"

"Of course he is!" Jack said rolling his eyes "He's the Seeker. He's the one who determines whether or not our side wins because only the Seekers can catch the Snitch. Besides everyone on a Quidditch team is useful. The Keeper stops the opposite team from scoring. The Chasers – me being one of them by the way Sir – score points for their side. And the Beaters attack the opposite team and defend their own with the Bludgers."

"Yes well, if either of you want some private teachings don't hesitate to ask." Lockhart said

"We'll keep that in mind Sir..." the boys said together sarcastically.

o0o

While Harry, Ron and Hermione went to get the book Jack went to find Peeves, locating him in an unused classroom writing rude words on the blackboard.

But it looked like he was out of ideas.

"Something wrong Peeves?" Jack asked making the Poltergeist look around.

"I can't think of anything to write!" he said dramatically. "The teacher who works in the classroom was so mean to me yesterday I thought I should do something about it, but I can't think of a good enough message to say to them."

"If I help you, can you help me with something?" Jack asked coming closer to look at the words.

"Depends what it is you want Jackie..." Peeves said slyly.

"I want you to do some spying in the Slytherin common-room and spy on Malfoy to see if he's the Heir of Slytherin."

"Why?" Peeves asked liking the idea, but wanting a reason first.

"My friends and I have a bet on who can get the info on if he is or isn't faster." Jack said grinning. He knew Peeves liked bets.

"Ok then!" Peeves said doing some flips in glee (he loved spying on people) "But you have to pay up first. Come on give me some really great swears."

Ten minutes later after going through all the languages Jack knew and all the swears he could think of, Peeves was happy with what they came up with.

'Spitvarg'

Meaning a very, very rude word in Pixieish.

"Need more or will that be enough of a payment to get you started?" Jack asked placing his back on his shoulder.

"It will do for now," Peeves said throwing the chalk into the bin "How often you want me to report back?"

"Once every few days. But only come out and tell me what you found if I'm on my own or with my friends. 'On my own' does NOT include bathrooms or dormitory's and 'Friends' does not include Elisa or Annie."

"Okie Dokie Lokie!" Peeve cheered and shot out the door.

Baby Tooth, who had been in Jack's pocket all morning came out and looked up at him with a 'You sure this is a good idea?' look on her face.

"Peeves is good in his own way Baby," Jack said sounding like he was talking to himself. "I trust him."

Soon Jack was out the room too and went to his next class.

The next morning Jack woke up early and looked out the window to check what the weather would be like.

It seemed like a dryish day with not too much sun and a firm but gentle breeze going by the trees.

Quickly he got changed and about to head down for an early breakfast when Harry woke up but stayed in his bed thinking.

"Something wrong?" Jack asked quietly so not to wake the other up.

"We're going to be playing a team who each have the fastest racing brooms gold can buy," Harry said slowly trying to get the right words.

"Harry I'm not sure if you've heard this saying but here goes..." Jack said clearing his throat "'It's not the broom that counts, it's the skills of the person riding it that does'."

"No. I haven't heard it before," Harry said but felt a little better remembering what Hermione said to the Slytherin's at the first practice. "But I think I understand."

"Good. Now come on I'm starving." Jack said and left for the great hall, Baby Tooth following him.

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When they got there, they found the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team – including back up Chaser: Alicia Spinet although she didn't need to be there, at the end of the table huddles together all looking uptight and not speaking much.

"You all wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something?" Jack asked coming to join them helping himself to some cornflakes.

Nobody answered.

Rolling his eyes, Jack finished up then went to meet with the Guardians who were coming to watch the match.

"Hi Jack!" Tooth said excited, hugging him.

"Hi Tooth, now if I could just breath..." Jack said making her let go.

"Why's everyone so down in the dumps?" Bunny asked looking towards the team as they made their way down to the pitch.

Jack told them about the Slytherin's as they made it to the pitch as well.

"Bah... You and Harry can outfly them easy," North said waving it off.

"I know, but it seems that the others have forgotten that." Jack said shrugging waving goodbye as he went to the pitch to get changed.

o0o

Everyone pulled on their scarlet Gryffindor Quidditch uniforms then sat down for Oliver Wood's pre-match pep-talk.

"Slytherin have better brooms than us," he began "No point denying it. But we have better people on our brooms!"

The team cheered at this.

"We've trained harder than they have. We've been flying in all weathers. And we're going to let them rue the day they let that slime-ball Malfoy buy his way onto the team."

Everyone cheered at this.

Once they calmed down Wood turned to Harry.

"It will be down to you, Harry, to show them that a Seeker needs to have more than a rich father."

"Um you do know his father is James Potter right?" Jack spoke up smirking a little "And the Potters are one of Brittan's most wealthyist wizarding families, right?"

"They are?" Harry asked surprised not knowing about his father's side of the family.

"What I mean is," Wood said in a surprisingly calm voice "A Seeker needs skills. Not just a rich father. Get to that snitch before Malfoy or die trying Harry. Because we've got to win today. We got to!"

"So no pressure then Harry." said Fred and Jack together.

As they walked out a roar of noise greeted them.

Looking around, Jack spotted the Guardians with Hagrid and the other Gryffindors.

Madam Hooch told Flint and Wood to shake hands, which they did gripping harder than necessary glaring at each other.

"On my whistle," said Madam Hooch looking at everyone "Three... Two... One!"