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Aimee woke up to the sun barley peeking through the windows. She dressed and left a note for Hermione informing her friend were she was going as Hermione tended to worry a lot, she hurried down to the great hall it was seven in the morning but if she planned to have any breakfast today she had to do it now as she had to be out on the quiddich pitch by nine.

She sat down at the long Gryffindor table and piled her plate with eggs bacon and toast. Before she could even eat the first forkful she felt someone slide into the seat beside her. She turned her head to see George sitting beside her piling his plate with everything imaginable.

"George there is a whole table yet for some inconceivable reason you feel the need to sit the closest you can to me, is there a reason for this?" she arched her eyebrow at him.

He just shrugged as he shoveled eggs into his mouth. "Ok that's disgusting your worse than Ron," she wrinkled her nose and went back to her own plate of food.

"Hey at least he didn't answer you with his mouth full of food," Fred countered pointing at her with a fork which just happened to have a piece of sausage on it. She decided that ignoring their bad table manners was properly the best course of action. She finished her meal and made her way towards the pitch she noticed that the twins were following close behind her.

She whirled around and placed her hands on her hips a glare firmly fixed in her eyes. "OK why are you following me?"

"Sorry to burst your bubble princess but we're not, we're on the quiddich team and have to go to practice, why exactly are you here," George snipped back. He loved the girl but man she was prissy sometimes.

She grounded and hit her forehead with her hand, "Just great that's just great, I'm the new seeker looks like I'm stuck with you two forever can I never get rid of you?"

"Nope once you got us your stuck with us," George joked, over his earlier momentary anger with her he slung his arm over her shoulder well Fred slung his arm over her other shoulder she tried to shrug them off to no avail.

"Ah here they are," Oliver cheered when he noticed his last three players make their way onto the pitch. He looked at the twins wondering what the hell they were doing but just shrugged. "Aimee, I'd like you to meet Angelina Katie and Alicia," he pointed to the three girls that stood behind him represent in Gryffindor red. "they're our chaser, seems you already know our beaters Fred and George," he once more looked pointedly at the twins. "And everyone this is "Amethyst Potter our new Seeker." He pointed to her like people actually wouldn't know who she was.

"It's nice to meet you all," she waved shyly at the same time trying to once again shrug Fred and George off of her.

"You to," the three older girls smiled at her.

"Ok while now that introductions are done let's get down to practice, Aimee here's a broom," Aimee took one of the least beat up school brooms from Oliver.

She held it in her hands feeling the magic flow through it. Professor McGonagall had offered to have Dumbledore bend the rule and allow her a new broom but Aimee had refused she didn't want special treatment; it was already bad enough that everyone stared at her as she walked down the halls. She was called a teacher's pet because she always had the answer to the questions and Snape was actually nice to her, she didn't want to give the student body anymore ammo to throw at her she just wanted to be normal to be liked for herself not for something she couldn't remember and wouldn't want to discuss even if she did.

"Has anyone explained the rules to you?" Oliver asked and Aimee nodded her head.

"Yeah my friend Ron,"

"Ok she's fine then," George spoke up. "If there is anyone who knows the rules of Quiddich backward and forward its Ron."

"That's good less time we have to spend on the ground," Oliver gave a quick over view of all the balls and the rules before handing Aimee a set of team robes and directing her to the girls locker room. "And where exactly are your robes," he demanded of the twins.

"Right here Olly keep your wig on," he scowled at the nickname as they pulled them out of their backpacks and made their way to the boys locker room.

"Ok lets get started then team mount your brooms," Oliver called out and soon seven Gryffindor's were in the air. Bludgers were zooming around, Oliver was trying to keep Angelina Katie and Alicia from scoring through the hopes Fred and George were whacking bludgers randomly half the time pretending they were on an opposing team and Aimee was high in the air looking for the tiny glittering golden ball.

An hour in and after almost being hit in the head by the wicked black bludgers multiple times she finally spotted it. It was speeding towards the ground at an impossible rate, it was almost skimming the ground and before she could think about it or second guess it she shot down, her feet skimmed the ground as the snitch shot back up in the air and she shot up after it. She finally caught it well her broom still climbed straight up. She leveled out and landed.

She looked up the snitch clutched in her hand and noticed all her team mates looking at her Oliver had actually fallen over in shock.

"She's amazing" he breathed as he picked himself back up off the ground.

"We are so going to win," the twins shouted picking Aimee up and twirling her around and around. Well the rest of the team laughed and cheered. Maybe she did have something she was good at besides school work and a night she couldn't even remember.

A/N sorry its been a bit wanted to get it out yesterday but I couldn't wrap my head around what I wanted to write. Next up they find the dog but not the way you'd think, thanks to everyone that reviewed and please review reviews make me happy and motivated.