I am not allowed to owl howlers with dirty pick up lines to Draco before a Quidditch game.

Slytherin Locker Room, Quidditch Field, 12:00

I watched Draco wring his hands nervously as he waited in the locker rooms before the game. The rest of the team surrounded him, all chatting nervously.

"Well," Belle, my partner-in-crime, shrugged. "They are nervous, these will just..umm..ease the tension." She fingered the bright red envelopes.

"Kay, you ready?" I asked, taking two Howlers and tying then to a miniature barn owl's leg.

"Obviously!"

I let go of the owl and it flew into the locker rooms. Belle and I flattened each other against the wall so we were out of sight.

"What's this," Marcus Flint's rough voice growled out.

"It's mine," Draco called. "A…howler?"

There was a sound of rustling paper, and a silky voice purred loudly, "Hey baby, rumor has it that you are a seeker. Don't worry though, I set the rumor straight and told them you were a keeper."

Belle and I clasped our hands against our mouth, smothering our giggles as the next Howler exploded.

"Hey babe, in DADA today, we learnt expelliarmus. You know what it reminded me off? Your smile, cause it is totally disarming."

The team was muttering confused. What can I say, the team was largely built but extremely stupid. When we peeked in, they were all staring at Draco, who had flushed a brilliant pink. He looked up and caught my eye. His piercing gaze narrowed.

"Oh, shit, Belle, come on, run!"

I grabbed her hand and we raced all the way back to the stands. Before we entered the stadium, I pulled Belle aside.

"If you see Draco, mention that I'm terribly afraid of flying, okay?"

"Kay but why?" Belle asked, smiling.

"Why're you smiling?"

"Cuz I know you're up to something!"

"Too true, too true," I grinned as I made my way up the stairs.

Great Hall, 7:00

I sat down next to Belle at dinner. She was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"What?"

"It's all set," she exclaimed. "You are the new….…KEEPER!1"

"OH my God," I squealed. "How?"

"I told Draco how you were terribly afraid of heights, and after Pusey missed eleven shots and Gryffindor won, they decided they needed a new Keeper."

"And Draco suggested me. So that I could make a fool of my self, or so he thinks. Little does he know, that I'm amazing on brooms…"