I made a wee mistake in an earlier chapter. I said Blaise was a prefect but there aren't seventh year prefects. What I meant to say was that he had been a prefect in fifth and sixth year. This chapter took ages to get done because I had to figure out all of the quidditch teams and a lot of planning went into them. I have created a banner for this story; the link is on my profile if you want to check it out.

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Mya's P.O.V.

"Hello Seamus, any room for me?"

"Of course there is beautiful." Seamus said. He was always charming someone but he seemed extra flirtatious today.

"What has you in such a cheerful mood? Not your latest drink I hope."

"He got a date!" Harry yelled before Seamus got a chance.

"You got a date! Who with?"

"Hey, I resent that you make it sound as though I have problems getting a date or something!"

"No I'm just wondering who would be crazy enough to go out with you."

"Oh okay, Susan Bones is the lovely lady in question."

"Well I wish you luck then, after all you're going to play quidditch against her at some point this year."

"Oh yeah, I didn't think of that. Oh well, when it happens I'll deal with it. I think I should be more concerned about playing against you first."

"Feeling threatened?"

"I'm not sure yet." I was surprised at that response from him; I had meant it as a joke. I'm not really sure about my level of skill but if a player of two years felt I was someone to be concerned about then maybe I'm an alright player. Mulling these thoughts over I began to eat the delicious chicken pie for dinner. The odd exchange of conversation continued throughout dinner but most of my friends were male teenagers who believed the goal of dinnertime for them is too eat as much food as humanly possible. Neville Longbottom was sitting with me but unlike my other male friends he wasn't forcing a large quaintly of food into his mouth.

"How was your first day Neville?" I inquired.

"It was pretty good considering we had potions."

"Yeah I know what you mean, what did you think of advance herbology?"

"Oh it's fantastic! I can't wait to start our independent study." Neville was really excited. I was happy that Neville had finally found a class that he was really talented at and it was a class where I actually found myself with some competition from him.

"That's really good Neville. What plant do you think you will study?"

"I'm not sure yet, there are just so many. I was thinking about possibly studying a plant related to healing and maybe comparing it to a muggle plant with the same effects."

"Wow Neville that is a really fantastic idea. I think that comparing the plants would give you a good ground for the NEWT essay on plants. If you need any help with finding a muggle plant let me know; my aunt, well she isn't my aunt now, but anyway she is nuts about plants and taught me a bit about them."

"Thanks Mya, I'll let you know." It was a bit strange to think that the woman who I grew up thinking was my aunt wasn't even related. It's a bit strange to think that my old family wasn't in anyway related; I knew in theory they weren't but my emotions and memories still associated them as family.

"Hey Mya . . . . . Mya?" Harry had interrupted my inner thoughts; it would seem he has been trying to get my attention for a while because he has also been waving his hand in front of my face.

"What is it Harry?"

"Do you still want to show us your common room?"

"Yes of course. Is everyone finished here?"

"Yeah I think so."

"Are you sure? It looks as though there is still a bit of pie at the end of the table."

"Pie? Where's the pie?" Ron almost shouted.

"Come on mate, we're going to see Myas new digs, you can always go to the kitchens later if you're still hungry." Harry stood from the table; he and Ginny had to practically drag Ron from the table. I stood up and joined with Seamus following. I said I would show them the way to my new dormitory and the portrait. If any students needed to find our rooms then the other portraits or the prefects would direct them but I wanted my friends to know where I was. I also planned on giving Harry the password; I did think about giving it to Ron but I didn't think that it would be a good idea considering the fact that my Slytherin friends could be there and of course Draco and everyone knows how short Ron's temper is at some points.

"Ring tailed" I whispered to the portrait, the entrance swung open and I led the group inside.

"Wow this place is great Mya; I hope I get to live here next year." Ginny exclaimed, I think that girl defiantly has a chance at becoming head girl next year.

"Almost makes me wish I had behaved these past years."

"HARRY! It's more than behaving! Otherwise I wouldn't be here, just remember that I went on those adventures with you and Ron."

"Good point." Harry, Ron and myself laughed at that, if our adventures had all been punished then I doubt that we would still be here. Seamus had made himself comfortable already, stretched out on the couch with his feet up on the table. I dropped down onto the couch next to him and he swung an arm around my shoulders.

"I like this place Mya; I'm glad that you got head girl. This would be a great place for parties, purely for the promotion of inter house relationships of course."

"Of course it would be for inter house relationships; I don't know about that though. Maybe when there is something worth celebrating; you should keep working on your next 'drink'. If you can create another drink then I think that we should be having a party." By now everyone had settled themselves onto a seat and chatting amongst themselves.

"Before I forget to tell you, Draco and I both agreed that these rooms are going to be neutral territory. That means no fighting and no insults, everyone agree to obey that rule; otherwise you will be kicked out." Everyone nodded back at me, even Ron.

"Are you ready for the quidditch trials tomorrow Mya?" Ginny asked me as she changed the subject to something more cheerful.

"Yeah, I got some practice in today. I hope that I do alright tomorrow. Do you have many people trialling tomorrow Harry?"

"I think there was about four when I last checked, we've only got the single position open so there aren't many people."

"Is anyone in particular standing out at the moment?"

"I can't tell you that, it would be giving information to the enemy!" Harry replied before laughing. I joined him, I could tell he was just joking but it would appear that Ron couldn't.

"That's a good point Harry; we shouldn't even be discussing that here. The Slytherins could be listening; they could be looking for hints!" The boy was acting like a conspiracy fanatic.

"Ron, I was only joking. Mya has been in our house for six years and she still is. She isn't going to run off to the Slytherins and tell them anything about the trials. Have you forgotten though that the quidditch trials are open to everyone to watch?"

"Oh right, I forgot about all of that. Forgive me Mya?" Ron asked me.

"Alright Ron." The boy just didn't always think these things through.

"Your not telling our secrets to the Slytherins though are you?"

"Sweet Merlin, NO! Get that through your head!" I yelled at him, I was simply infuriated that he would think I would tell everything that we do to the Slytherins. I mean I have better things to do with my time and come to think of it so do they!

"Well I don't know about you guys but I'm a bit tired, I think I might head off to bed." Ginny said as she stood, Harry stood with her and they began to walk to portrait. I noticed they were holding each others hands; I somehow feel that they aren't going back to the Gryffindor tower straight away.

"Hang on a second." I stood and went over to them both and gave them a hug. "Ring tailed" I whispered into Harry's ear. I caught Seamus's eye as I went back to my seat, we would both need to distract Ron for a few minutes to let Ginny and Harry get a good head start on him.

"So Ron, how were your holidays?"

"No too bad Seamus, I was at the burrow most of the time. I did help out the twins a bit in the shop."

"How is their business going?"

"Pretty well, they are doing alright at the moment. I think they will have better business when the break starts up again. They were thinking about setting up mail orders."

"That would be a fantastic idea, even though I don't support the idea of pranking." I said.

"Yeah, I said that it would be a good idea too. What did you do in the holidays Seamus?"

"I hung out with a lot of my muggle friends, visited my aunt and cousin in Ireland for two weeks. I did some work on my car too; I did a bit of holiday work which funded most of that."

"Do you have a car? I didn't know that?"

"Yeah, it was left to me by one of my uncles. I just did a lot of modifications to it."

"Does it fly?"

"FLY? Merlin no, I don't share the same passion for flying cars that your father has."

"It was a good idea but I don't think it is the safest thing." I said.

"It was fun though."

"Are you looking forward to the new quidditch season?"

"Yeah, I got heaps of practice in over the holidays, how about you Seamus?"

"I didn't get much practise in, we live in a muggle neighbour hood and I don't think they would forget if I flew in the back yard. I did get some practise in batting down at the local gardens."

"Well I hate to end this conversation but I think I might go to bed, get some sleep. I think I will need the rest for tomorrow." As I began to stand so did the two boys. I gave them both a hug as they headed towards the portrait. "Night boys." I looked down when I felt something brush by my leg, picking Crookshanks up I carried the lazy beast up the stairs to my room where he promptly settled on the foot of my bed.

The next day, Blaise's P.O.V.

"Wake up baby sister, its quidditch trials today!" I yelled at Mya as I bounced up and down on her bed. Crookshanks hissed at me but I ignored the ginger animal and continued to bounce.

"Bug off Blaise"

"No, no you have to get up, its time to get up." She rolled over and looked at her alarm clock.

"BLAISE WHAT IN MERLINS NAME ARE YOU THINKING, IT'S SIX IN THE MORNING!" She promptly smacked my arm, hard.

"Exactly, my point; we could get some more quidditch practise in now, if you get up that is." I informed her as I rubbed my arm.

"I don't want to get some more quidditch practice in; I want to sleep till a decent hour."

"No, you don't want to sleep. Come on Mya, come and play quidditch with your big brother."

"I don't want to get up."

"Not even for quidditch?" She shook her head. "We can wake Draco first." That should tempt her; it's always entertaining to wake him up.

"Anyway I want?" She mumbled, still evidently sleepy. I was feeling just slightly guilty now about waking her so early.

"Anyway you want. We both know just how much fun that is. You have any ideas yet?"

"Which does he like less dogs or birds?"

"Dogs most likely?"

"What do you say about letting a few dogs loose in his room?"

"Will they be friendly dogs?"

"Well I suppose it would help chances of him not killing us if we conjured nice dogs to wake him."

"Well I suppose you're right. Come on then, let's go and find the right spell."

Unfortunately Draco Malfoy had his peaceful sleep interrupted twenty minutes later when he suddenly found himself sharing his bed with six fully grown Komondor dogs (a dog whose coat is similar to mop, Google image search, they are so cute). "Ahhhhhhhhh the house elves have come for revenge!" Draco yelled followed by "Their going to clean me to death!" after hearing that both Mya and I had tears of laughter. Struggling to breathe Mya waved her wand and cancelled the spell. Draco stumbled out of his room and immediately he spotted us. "YOU! What in Merlin's name was that, that was really mean of you."

"We just wanted you to wake up, what a better way then to have you most favourite animal wake you up." Mya said in her most innocent voice.

"My favourite animal? Those were animals?"

"Dogs, did you not realise that?" I asked him.

"No, I didn't realise that. I thought the house elves had finally lost it and charmed mops to attack me." That set both Mya and me off laughing again; Draco then realised just exactly what he had said and he too began to laugh. I noticed the surprised look Mya had on her face when Draco joined in the laughter; I was also rather surprised usually he would remain rather angry for a day or so if someone dared to play a prank on him. "As much as I hate being pranked I must admit that that was a good one." Draco told us; automatically Mya stood up and put the back of her hand to his forehead.

"Well he doesn't have a fever so I'm going to assume that he must have sustained a head injury in the past twenty four hours."

"Hey, I can take a joke!" He declared

"No you can't, you usually remain grumpy as hell until you get some revenge." I informed him.

"Well this time it's different."

"Why?" Mya asked him.

"I don't know why, is this an interrogation or something." There we go, grumpy Draco. That makes a lot more sense then the previous Draco; I noticed that he was avoiding looking at Mya. I wonder if she has anything to do with his sudden change.

"Ok well since Blaise has someone new to bug I'm going to go and take a shower." Mya said before quickly scrambling into the bathroom and slamming the door on Draco; he was rubbing his nose now because he had literally had a door slammed in his face.

"That sister of yours is sneaky."

"Yup, that's Mya. Do you have everything planned out for the quidditch trials?"

"I haven't given it that much thought actually. I was just going to have the whole team down there and then get those trying out to join in one at a time so I can see how well their skills are and see if they play well with the rest of the team. I figured that was the best way to do it."

"Well I am going to head down to get some breakfast; I'll either see you down there or at quidditch trials."

"See ya Blaise."

The Slytherin Team Quidditch Trials

An Observers P.O.V.

"Alright everyone gather around, listen and shut up!" Draco yelled. The current members of the Slytherin quidditch team gathered around along with the seven who were hopeful to be chosen for the two vacant positions on the squad.

Slytherin Quidditch Trials

Name, Year and Position Trialling For

Theodore Nott, Seventh Year, Keeper

Tracey Davis, Seventh Year, Chaser

Mya Zabini, Seventh Year, Chaser

Graham Pritchard, Fifth Year, Keeper

Malcolm Baddock, Fifth Year, Keeper

Pansy Parkinson, Seventh Year, Chaser

"Since we have an equal number of people we are going to do this in pairs. The chaser must work with Blaise and Daphne to try and score a goal while avoiding the bludgers which will be aimed in your direction; you will have three chances to get the quaffle past the keeper and the keeper obviously is going to block the quaffle. Pritchard and Davis your first; Zabini and Nott second then Baddock and Parkinson last." Draco Malfoys head shot up in surprise at the last name. Pansy Parkinson was standing there in a little black frayed mini skirt and green boob tube top; definitely not practical for a quidditch game, everyone else was wearing a t-shirt and shorts and most were eyeing her sceptically. Those who weren't flying moved to the sidelines; Tracey and Graham mounted their brooms and shot off up into the air to join the Slytherin team.

Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass were the current chasers on the Slytherin team; they would have to be able to play well with the new chaser and of course know all the plays and tricks which they used to get past the opposition. Tracey flew towards them and had to quickly discuss which play she wished to use. Graham was ready in front of the goal posts watching his opponents as they flew into a formation. An arrow formation headed up by Daphne, at first Blaise had the quaffle but then it was quickly passed to Daphne. Tracey had to quickly swerve off course to avoid the bludger which whizzed past rather close to her arm. Daphne flew closer to Tracey before tossing her the quaffle which she caught with one hand, swerving again to avoid another bludger she quickly took aim and threw the quaffle towards the right hoop. Unfortunately for Tracey, Graham was a rather lithe keeper and quickly knocked the quaffle away from the goal post. On her second attempt Tracey flew directly at the middle goal post, aimed the quaffle at the left hoop before diving towards the ground. Graham had been floating in front of the middle hoop but he quickly spun his broom so that he could grab the quaffle before it sailed through the hoop. By now Tracey was looking slightly unsettled at how easily her attempts to score had been handled. Her third attempt ending rather badly for her, she had been so focused on scoring a goal that after throwing the quaffle towards the center hoop she forgot to pull up and instead found herself sailing through the center hoop. Once again Graham had caught the quaffle but he didn't try to stop Tracey as she sailed through the hoop. Both Tracey and Graham flew down towards the ground where Mya Zabini and Theodore Nott were waiting. Theo, as everyone commonly called him, gave his girlfriend Tracey a quick hug before flying up into the sky.

Mya also had a quick word with Blaise and Daphne before grabbing the quaffle and flying towards the goal posts. Flying directly at the left post you could tell that Theo was rather confident as he floated in front of the left hoop, he certainly didn't expect for Mya to stare him straight in the eye as she threw the quaffle directly through the right hoop. Mya continued to fly and sailed clear through the left hoop and flew down to catch the quaffle before it hit the ground dodging a bludger as she flew up without even blinking. On her second try Mya quickly zig zagged her way up the field towards Theo who was trying to guess which hoop she was going to aim at before she threw. Making a split second decision he flew to the right side but his fingers only brushed the quaffle as it once again sailed through. Everyone who was watching and who knew anything about quidditch had to admit that it was almost a save. On her third attempt at a goal Mya flew high up into the air in an arch like motion, dodged two bludgers as she descended towards the goal posts for her final attempt at a goal she managed to throw it through the center hoop which Theo was directly in front of. Mya continued to fly and landed gracefully on the ground, when Theo landed they had a quick conversation before walking towards the sidelines.

Pansy Parkinson and Malcolm Baddock were the final duo to fly into the air. Pansy, unlike those before her, grabbed the quaffle and began towards the goal post automatically. Malcolm wasn't actually ready but it was no problem for him to grab the quaffle, it had been flying directly towards his head. Pansy flew up into the air where Draco Malfoy was observing the action she began to speak to him but stopped when he quickly rolled on his broom to avoid a bludger which was sailing towards her, Pansy screamed before the bludger smacked into her arm with a thunderous crack. Draco quickly grabbed her after she let go of her broom, it would not be a good thing to have a seriously injured person at quidditch trials. Landing on the ground Draco passed Pansy to Theo Nott who offered to take her up to see Madame Pomfrey. Kicking off from the ground Draco shot up into the air and flew towards Blaise and Daphne. Asking them to try to score a goal each he flew a bit higher to watch. Daphne aimed first and the quaffle sailed through the air and directly through the left hoop, Malcolm hadn't reached it in time. Blaise aimed the quaffle at the centre hoop but this time Malcolm caught the quaffle. The whole team and Malcolm flew down towards the ground.

"Thank you everyone for attending the trials. If you will excuse the team for several moments we will just discuss who we personally think has earned the two places on the team." Draco Malfoy said and he motioned the team. Less than a minute later he was back, it seemed that everyone agreed on who should be on the team. "Congratulations Mya and Graham. Welcome to the Slytherin quidditch team. Thank you for having tried out for the team." Blaise Zabini opened his arms and his sister flew into them for a hug as she squealed in excitement.

"Congratulations Graham." She said after hugging her brother. The boy looked a bit like he was in shock, he was only fifth year and on a quidditch team with seventh years.

"Thanks Mya."

"Well we've got some quidditch robes back in the common room for you both." Draco said.

Well that is a 3756 word chapter, excluding notes. I would like to quickly say that I struggled with this chapter and you might have noticed the slight difference in writing. I just got my final exam marks; I kind of bombed in the final English (passed 1 paper, failed 3) and History exams (passed 1 paper, failed 2 papers). I earned a merit for both my photography (only 19 of the country got a merit) and design boards (only 24 of the country got a merit). My mum was happy about the merits which sort of out shined the exam failure. I got level 3 NCEA and university entrance so everything is sweet!

I'm off on a road trip, back next week! WOOHOO!

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