Posted December 31st

Thank You to the anonymous reviewers. Thank you Michelle for helping me decide which version of this chapter to use. Once again a huge thank you to Ash for being such a fantastic beta.

No offence intended to Dachshund dog owners.

Blaises P.O.V.

Mya came and found me after her meeting with Professor Dumbledore. I had a free period and had been peacefully studying a beautiful witch several tables away from me in the library when Mya found me. I love my sister, I truly do, but I had been quite enjoying myself as I watched the witch who I hoped would one day become Mrs. Zabini. She was truly beautiful to me but my admiration was interrupted by my twin and her rather cheerful interruption.

"Blaise I just talked to Professor Dumbledore about the rules and I was right. I can pick which house I wish to represent in events, events such as Quidditch. So I'm going for the Slytherin team. Do you think I'll have a chance?" My sister is nuts. Of course she has a chance; if she isn't already on the team; the captain and deputy captain, me, trained her! She still underestimates herself.

"Mya, you're practically already on the team, but we better sign you up on the official trial list. Do you want to do that now?"

"Yeah, then we could practice Quidditch later if you want. Professor Dumbledore 'encouraged' me to get some extra practice in."

"Okay, let me just pack up my stuff." I hadn't actually done any work in the short amount of time that I was in the library; I was totally enchanted by my beloved witch. Swinging my bag full of books and quills onto my shoulder I began to walk next to Mya heading down to the Slytherin common room in the dungeons. I wasn't sure if she knew where she was going or not so I walked a little in front of her to guide the way. Eventually we reached a portrait of a Dachshund (a sausage dog). Mya cracked up laughing at the portrait.

"You . . . . . . have a . . . . . . Dachshund . . . . . dog portrait for a guard!"

"Yes dear sister, one must remember that we are sly deceiving people in our noble house. You must remember that after that incident with Black that we were forced to have a portrait, and this is the one that we were assigned. Take a closer look at that dog Mya." I noticed that she leaned close to the portrait and looked closely at the dog; she then caught sight of the feral gleam in the dog's eyes and the rotting carcass painted in the background.

"Of course," she exclaimed, "absolutely brilliant. At first glance it is merely a Dachshund dog with big watery eyes staring innocently out of its frame but when you look closer it's a feral dog. It represents Slytherins deceptive traits; but still a Dachshund?" To be honest I still was confused as to who had though of this portrait and how it had been linked to Slytherin. Stepping through the now open portrait, which gave us a sideways glare; I lead Mya through the throngs of emerald green chairs and towards the common rooms notice board. There it was like the Holy Grail, not another sign dared to come closer than ten centimetres to it. The Slytherin Quidditch Team trials list. It had only been up since eight a.m. this morning but already three people had volunteered their names and desired position. Picking up the quill on the bottom of the notice board I dipped it in ink and handed it to my sister. She reached her hand up and her loopy writing spelt out 'Mya Zabini, Chaser'. I felt so proud; my baby sister wants to play quidditch! I had only mere seconds to dwell on the thought because the bell indicating the end of classes rang meaning that in a few minutes the common room would be bustling with students in the short break before the half an hour lunchtime we were given.

"How about we wait here for Vin, G, Daphne and Draco to come past?" I noticed how her expression changed slightly at the mention of Draco's name. It was at that moment however that the portrait opened and a group of timid first years entered, they were obviously unsure of what to do having been confronted with seventh years, especially a prefect (me) and head girl. Merlin was I ever as petrified as these kids? Mya smiled encouragingly at them and they edged their way in further. It was only then that one boy, Michael I think, broke away from the group and began the lone walk to the boy's dormitory. It was only then that the rest felt safe enough to move and walk towards their own dormitories. I looked over at Mya and I could see the obvious struggle she was having over whether she should laugh or not. However, when the last first year disappeared into their dormitory she and I both began to laugh. Several more students began to enter and they all eyed us with confusion and curiosity but we just didn't care, we were too busy laughing ourselves silly.

"What's so funny guys?" G asked us as he slumped in the emerald winged chair next to me after entering the common room.

"Some first years came in and froze at the sight of us; two huge, authoritative seventh years. It was priceless, almost as if they had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar!" Mya told him as she wiped some tears of laughter from her eyes. "How was class G?" She and I both looked at each other and resisted the urge to laugh again, it really wasn't that funny but it was good to laugh.

"That is rather amusing. I've just come from study; I decided to go outside with some of the others, you should have joined us."

"I had to see Professor Dumbledore, perhaps next time." G looked at me awaiting my answer.

"I had some, ah, research to do in the library, besides I had to make sure my baby sister signed up for quidditch trials!"

"So you're playing for us aye; what will the Gryffindors say about this?"

"Well Ronald will hit the roof of course, Harry will be calm, Seamus will ramble on about breaking my original houses trust, Ginny will see all possible aspects of scandal, I swear she will be Rita Skeeter's replacement one day. Of course Neville's too nice to say anything. I think that's about all that will happen."

"Don't forget about Weasels lack of coherent eating skills, you know he will spray what ever is in his mouth onto innocent bystanders." I hadn't noticed Draco's arrival until he had started speaking. The Malfoy smirk was on his face and he seemed proud of his latest insult.

"You're probably right." Mya calmly replied, my head spun around to see her face.

"What? He's right, you know that Ron will do that, he's just being honest for once." Is this really my sister?

"So shall we go to lunch?" Vin asked as he arrived. Everyone began to stand up and make his or her way to the portrait hole.

Mya's P.O.V.

I am currently sitting at the Slytherin table eating lunch; this is something that I don't think I could have imagined a year ago but then if anyone had said that I was Mya Zabini then they would have been committed to St. Mungo's faster that you could say quidditch. I feel rather comfortable with my still rather new friends surrounding me, Draco on one side, Blaise on the other with Daphne next to him and then Vin and G opposite us on the other side of the table. While munching on my rather delectable chicken and tomato sandwich I had been silently observing my friends but unfortunately this peace was about to be disturbed by, the now peroxide blond, Pansy Parkinson who was fast moving towards the spare seat next to Draco. I was not the only person who had noticed her approach, Draco had began to hurriedly slide along the bench in an attempt to stop her being able to sit there; either she hadn't noticed or she just decided to ignore his frantic movements because Pansy had sat herself down on the seat practically half on top of Draco.

"Hello Drakeeeeeey baby how has your first day as head boy been? How is your dormitory? How hard is it living with the mudblood?" Does the pug never learn or listen? She still hasn't got the point that I am not a muggle born!

"Pansy, get off me now, my dorm is wonderful and before you ask you will never see it; how long will it take for you to get the point that Mya is a pureblood?"

"I know you'll show me your dormitory, once a mudblood always a mudblood I say. I know you want me and I want you too." Sweet Merlin, this girl seems to be either completely obsessed or delusional; I don't think I'm qualified to make the diagnosis.

"I will never show you my dorm willingly and I never have and never will want you in any way, shape, or form."

"Yes you will, I'm yours and your mine. You know that."

"I don't want you and I am not yours!"

"Yes you are, you are mine!" It was at this point where I had an idea to put a stop to all this nonsense. Turning to fully face Draco I reached out and pushed his robe off his shoulders. Several people at the table turned to watch my actions. Reaching my hands towards Draco I loosened his tie and began to undo the buttons on his school shirt. Strangely enough no one had yet physically or verbally stopped me, Draco was just watching my fingers with a puzzled look on his cute face, Pansy's jaw was hanging slack open and Blaise was just watching me, I think he had an idea of what I was up to. By now half of the great hall was watching my moves, even the staff members were watching me, I noticed that Tonks leaned over and stopped my uncle from coming over to find out what was going on. Tugging on Dracos shirt it came loose from his pants where it had previously been tucked in and I began to pull it back and off his shoulders; my hands running over his rather hard powerful chest, bless quidditch. Leaning close I ran my hands where I was looking, after thoroughly inspecting all of Draco's chest and a quick glance at his back I pulled back and began to pull his shirt and robe back onto his shoulders and buttoned his shirt. Now the whole of the school was watching me.

"I'm terribly sorry Pansy; but I can't seem to see your name anywhere on Draco. I believe what he said to be true and I'm sorry but he isn't yours." I said all of this in my most innocent of voices before turning back to my lunch. Trying not to smile I took a bite of my sandwich; it was at that moment which Draco erupted into laughter, less than a second later the whole of the great hall followed. I could hear several people spitting their drinks out and the cries from the unfortunate targets of said drink. Carefully chewing on the recent bite I had taken of my sandwich I managed to swallow it before I also erupted in a fit of laughter. The look on Pansy's face was priceless, jaw hanging open, face red with outrage and the struggle she was having at forming a full sentence was brilliant.

"Bloody brilliant Mya!" Seamus yelled across the hall to me. I carefully wiped the few tears that had leaked out of my eyes and began to eat my lunch again. I glanced next to me and I saw Pansy was silently huffing and she seemed rather unsure of what to do. Pansy stood up and took a few steps towards me before leaning over to speak to me.

"I will get you for that, you filthy mudblood. I don't care what you say about being a Zabini; you will never be equal to me or any other purebloods. You were raised in the dirt and that is where you will stay."

"You're right Pansy; I am never going to be the same as you because I will never look like a pug! You can just go back to the inbreed gene pool where you came from and stay there." She didn't seem visibly effected by what I had said.

"I will get you, remember that." With that said she spun on her heel and walked towards the great halls exit, I watched her retreating form until she disappeared completely from my sight. I turned back to my lunch and began to eat.

"What do you think she meant by that?" Blaise asked me.

"Who knows but I don't care. I don't think that she could really do much damage."

"Thanks Mya for helping me out. I would have never thought of doing that." Draco said, well who would have thought of doing that to Draco Malfoy and especially in the great hall with the whole school watching. It was rather enjoyable but I don't think that I will be letting him know that any time soon.

"What is everyone doing after lunch?" I asked

"Well me and Vin have a free period." G answered.

"I've got Advanced Care of Magical Creatures sorry." Daphne replied she was one of three students who had decided to take that class; she was planning on learning more about magical creatures when she finished at Hogwarts.

"I've got a free period too. Why, what do you have in mind?"

"I was planning on going down to the quidditch pitch and practicing for the trials tomorrow. I was hoping for some company, Blaise is coming aren't you?"

"Of course baby sister, we have to keep your skills sharp. So who wants to join us?" Draco nodded and so did Vin and G. "Excellent, well it looks as though we will have most of a team down to practice with you." Well that will definitely help me and I once again resumed eating my sandwich. Everyone else continued with their lunch and chatting, I finished my sandwich and began to stand up.

"Blaise, I'm going to go and talk to the Gryffindors, let them know about the quidditch situation. How about I met you and everyone else down at the pitch in about ten minutes?"

"Okay, meet you then. Let me know if you have any trouble with them." My brother was aware that there was going to be some tension concerning the choice I had made about the quidditch team I was going to trial for.

"Thanks, Blaise." Standing up I began to walk down to the end of the Slytherin table and over to the Gryffindor table; I noticed that I was receiving some interesting looks and one or two glares. Harry noticed my approach and began to shove Ron over so that there would be room for me to have a seat.

"Hey Mya, How are you?" Harry asked.

"I'm alright, how about you? Enjoy the first day of class as a seventh year?"

"I'm alright, today has been interesting. The work is a bit different."

"I've got some news for you guys. I'm not sure about what you're going to think though."

"What?" Ron asked between mouthfuls of goodness knows what food.

"Well I talked to Professor Dumbledore and he told me of the rules for being in two houses. You might have noticed the difference on my tie and my robe. He said that it is my decision regarding which quidditch team I play for."

"Come on then, which team are you going to play for?"

"Slytherin." Best to get right out with it, I felt a bit like I should be hiding under the table to escape the reactions to my statement.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU THINKING?" Ron yelled at me, spraying food onto every person within five meters. "YOU'RE GOING TO PLAY FOR THOSE GREASY GITS, THE SNAKES!" Well there goes not alarming Blaise.

"Ronald calm down!"

"Yeah Ron you might want to wait and hear what she has to say."

"Thank you Harry. You obviously aren't very surprised, why is that?"

"Well to be perfectly honest Ron and I never really showed any interest or force into getting you onto a broom or involved in quidditch and Malfoy and Blaise did. It is rather logical that you would choose to play with those that taught you. Plus the Gryffindor team doesn't need anymore chasers but the Slytherin team does." I loved both my brothers at this point; Harry was giving the facts to Ron and Blaise was still at the Slytherin table and quietly observing the events taking place. I happened to notice half the school was once again watching me and this time I was more embarrassed about the attention. By now the Gryffindor house was use to Ron's very loud and messy outbursts but this time they were paying much more attention.

"What's going on Mya? Are you really going to play for the Slytherin team?" Ginny asked from beside her brother, she was unfortunately also pulling what appeared to be half eaten chicken from her hair.

"Yes I am do you have a problem with it?" I asked her, not rudely but I was trying to get the point across that it wouldn't actually matter to me what she thought.

"No actually, I say go for it. Plus the guys on the Slytherin quidditch team are rather attractive." I laughed, both at what she said and the gob smacked expression currently adorning Ron's face. The poor boy seemed rather confused as to whether he should be yelling at me or her now; I think that Ginny said that on purpose just to distract him.

"It's your decision Mya and I think that it would be rather fun to beat you. It is still a betrayal of house pride but still it will at least go down in the history books." Seamus said across the table. I cocked an eyebrow.

"You actually think you can beat me and the Slytherin team? Keep dreaming Seamus. Any way I have to get going and I hope that later when I see you at dinner that Ron here has regained some kind of motor skills back." I stood up and took one last glance at Ronald's still stunned expression before I began to walk towards my new dorm to collect my broom and to get changed. I began to think about the change in my relationship with Ron, to me it had always been one of friendship but to him he had always believed that there would eventually be more. Of course after he had jumped to conclusions when he had seen the bonding rope which Harry and I had on, which I did understand and after some explaining he also understood. I still had the memory and the pain from the same event where he accidentally punched me, I know that it was a mistake but it was something in grained in my memory. I know that Ron will eventually get over everything that has happened and he still views me as the same old Hermione; I have never thought that there could ever be more than friendship between the two of us. I hope that eventually Ron will also realise this and find a nice girl who likes him; if he doesn't then I might just have to knock some sense into him. Reaching the common room entrance I smiled at the portrait and said the password. Heading up the circular staircase I entered my room to get my broom and change clothes.

A non-existent observers' P.O.V.

The Hogwarts school quidditch pitch was a very popular place to hang out with friends and a good place to hide if you were meant to be somewhere else such as class. The grass covering the pitch had been recently cut for the quidditch trials tomorrow; the scent of the cut grass hung in the air, refreshing the senses of the students currently approaching the pitch. The group of students currently walking towards the pitch all had their racing brooms swung over their shoulders. Mya Zabini and her brother Blaise were slightly ahead of the rest of the group; behind them were Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.

"So what exactly do you think we need to practice Mya?" Blaise asked.

"I don't know; why don't we just have a game minus a keeper and chaser?"

"Oh Merlin, did you all hear that? She for once doesn't know something!" Draco yelled out to the group of friends in fake shock.

"Shut up you albino ferret!" Mya replied with a smile.

"A game with all the balls?" Crabbe asked.

"Yes Vin, that way we can give Mya a good work out in escaping bludgers. We don't know what the other teams will be like with her around. I don't think that the competition will really take her seriously because everyone knew how bad she was with a broom in first year."

"Blaise, be nice. I'm a lot better than I was back then."

"I know you are sis. I'll go and get the balls from the quidditch office." Blaise passed his broom to his twin sister before walking away.

"Well I don't know about you guys but I have missed flying." Mya said before sitting her brothers' broom down carefully on the ground, mounting her own broom and shooting away from the ground. Draco smiled at the other two boys before following her. It seemed as if that boy would follow her anywhere; whether he knew that yet was another question.

"Here you guys go." Blaise Zabini said as he gave Crabbe and Goyle their beaters bats. "MYA" He yelled. She stopped her casual laps of the quidditch pitch and flew lower to the ground; her brother threw the quaffle up and in another direction from her. Having practiced her skills as a seeker it was really no effort to speed her broom up and catch the ball before it fell too close to the ground. Blaise released the bludgers and the snitch and then the remaining boys all mounted their brooms and flew up into the sky to join their friends. Draco was high in the sky, his keen eyes already searching for the elusive snitch; Mya was about twenty meters below him, waiting for her brother to join her. Crabbe and Goyle flew high up into the air and stayed close to their friends; their bats at the ready in case of a bludgers surprise attack that was of course inevitable. Mya and Blaise began to throw the quaffle to each other as they flew up the quidditch pitch heading towards the three hoops at both ends of the quidditch pitch. Crabbe and Goyle hit the bludgers towards them and were both pleased when neither Zabini was hurt by one, as they both flew out of the way. Draco floated above all of this silently observing the skills that Mya appeared to have, he had to make sure that she was ready for a hard and violent game of quidditch. The friends continued to carry on with their sort of game until Mya yelled that their next class started in twenty minutes and that they would have to get going. Collecting the balls and putting them away again in the quidditch office they once again mounted their brooms and shot off towards the castle to get ready before their next class.

Well how was that for a new chapter? 3976 words, not including the notes! Review and let me know. The link to my new forum, where spoilers will be posted is on my profile. The next update will have a bit more of a delay because my mum is taking me to Australia on January 7th and I will be away a week.