A/N: Hello my lovely people. This is a sequel/prequel to The Ground Stains Red. See you at the bottom!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or Harry Potter


Second Year

"You should mind you're own business when it comes to matters that don't concern you." Professor Snape blocked the way into the infirmary.

"We just wanted to say sorry!" Chloe wailed and the group of girls behind her nodded, faces apologetic and upset.

"Maybe you should have thought of that before you attacked one of my snakes when all she was trying to do was help you!" He slammed the door and the group flinched.


Two days later, Beca limped past the study group in the Library. Her face was stony and blank; she never looked over when Chloe called her name. She never saw the hurt or guilty looks or the tears swimming in clear, baby blue eyes or the anger in green eyes.

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"I get that you're mad at us Mitchell, but to ignore Chloe when she calls you? That is over the line and absolutely unnec-"

"Unnecessary?!" Beca winces at the pain in her side. "I followed you into the Forbidden Forest to make sure you all were okay and with good reason too, when you all were attacked by the centaurs. Then you all turn on me and hex me! I have every right to be angry! I was trying and you weren't."

Aubrey watches as Beca storms away, the sight of tears in blue-gray orbs and genuine hurt on the shorter girls face is all that she registers for the next week.


"'Enemies of the heir beware?' The mudbloods will be next and the school will be clean of filth." Malfoy sneered to Crabbe and Goyle.

"Oh shut it, you blond haired prick." Luke, a fifth year drawled. "You never know, you could be the enemy." There was a dangerous smile and Malfoy paled even more.

"Always talking but can never take what he gives out. Tell me Malfoy, what has you so high-strung? Is it the fact that the muggle-born Granger is better than you? Potter more loved? Weasley having a loving family? Or actual Noble and Ancient Houses that have turned down your daddy's marriage contracts and you have classes with them, so you have to sit and stew at the fact your family won't leech off of them?" Luke circles the boy and the common room is dead silent.

"Do want the ever so lovely Beale? Strict Posen? Our resident Mitchell? Or, dare I say it, Granger?" The pale blonde flushes and Luke barks out a disbelieving laugh. "You won't get anywhere with that one if you keep calling her names."

"Would you be quiet Luke, I'm trying to study."

"Aye aye Mitchell."

The thick book in front of Beca's face hides her relief.


"How about no?"

"Oh come on Becaw." Beca gives her uncle Jesse a blank look as they walk through the snow and to the Quidditch pitch they have on their property. "You have to forgive them some time, yeah they might have been in the wrong, but they were frightened. It was a natural reaction. And none of those faces, it's Christmas Eve!"

Beca only hummed and her face changed to apprehensive.

"Uncle Jesse? I like Chloe and Aubrey..."

She trailed off and watched as his eyes unfocused, recalling a memory. "Oh! Those two girls, the, um, blonde and red-head? The ones that tackled you at Gringotts over the summer?" Beca nodded. "What do you mean by 'like'?"

They had both stopped now, only feet away from their broom shed.

"I fancy them both." Beca carefully examined her uncle's face and was relieved to find nothing but understanding and a little confusion.

"Tell me about them."

"Chloe is the red-head and she's so kind and bubbly and happy. She has no personal boundaries and is always ready to help someone out with one of her stupid beautiful smiles and gorgeous blue eyes. Aubrey is the blonde and she's strict and sarcastic and nice. She loves to follow rules and traditions but has been known to break them and when she does, her green eyes seem to grow brighter and even prettier than they were before. They're just so perfect and I feel like they balance me out, you know?"

Beca takes in Jesse's amazed and shocked face that is quickly pushed away by happiness and a giddy smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Her face shows her fear and she gives him an awkward grimace supposed to be a smile.

He finds it endearing and coos. "Sounds like you really fancy them. Go for it, Beca."

"You're not weirded out?"

"It's the wizarding world, everything is weird."

They grab their brooms and the quaffle and he waits before she is about to kick off when he tells her. "By the way, the Beales and Posens will be over tomorrow for a small party. You can give them their presents in person."

He laughs when she kicks off too hard.

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"Welcome to the Swanson and Mitchell home!"

Beca makes a faint sound of embarrassment and grunts when he elbows her side.

"Yeah, welcome to our home and all that." She hears Aubrey snort and Chloe giggle, and the sounds ring louder than the chuckles and light laughter of the adults in Beca's ears.

"Oh! Happy Christmas!"

A round of season's greetings pass and Beca pushes her enthusiastic uncle out of the way so the Beales' and Posens' can enter.

"I can take your coats." Beca takes coats and scarves and hats and puts them away.

She carefully avoids looking at how the red dress suits Aubrey and the green dress suits Chloe. She fails. "Weren't you cold?"

Her voice is pleasant and light, different from her normal monotone at school. She knows they can hear her apologies in it as well and they beam at her in kind.

"Nope. Toasty warm." Chloe winks. Beca blushes and clears her throat.

"Feel a bit under-dressed now to be honest." She mumbles and wonders if she should go upstairs and change, eyes scanning her dark yellow and black plaid shirt and dark pants.

"You look great!"

Her head snaps up and she sees Aubrey blushing and Chloe fighting to hide her laughter. Beca grins in kind.

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"Present time!" Jesse is doing his signature dance of flapping his arms around as he hops from couch to couch.

"You would think that a man who's an Auror would be more serious in nature." Mrs. Beale states with an amused smile as all of their heads follow his progress.

"Never." Beca grins at her. "He may look like a grown man, but he'll always be eight."

End Year Two


A/N: Heyo, what's up my lovely readers? Another chapter down and more to come.

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Go read it if you haven't!