Hey so this chapter is really all about the game Quidditch but I like it i'm sorry if its a little boring :S xx

Dinner that night was mayhem when she walked in the entire Slytherin table was chanting Draco's name cheering and banging their goblets. The Gryffindor table looked like someone had died and Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff didn't look much happier. Well actually the Ravenclaw table didn't look all that fused by the day's events.

Hermione walked over and took her seat next to Ginny wrapping an arm around the girl's shoulders.

"Don't be sad Gin you played amazingly." Hermione smiled and Ginny let out a tiny smile looking at her friend.

"Thanks 'Mione" She replied reaching up and squeezing her friends hand. Hermione looked up and saw Draco laughing at something Blaise was saying ignoring everyone cheering for him. She let a smile cross her lips and this did not go un-noticed by Ginny. "So..." The red head grinned and Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"So what?" She asked and Ginny shook her head.

"Nothing Mione" She giggled.

Suddenly Dumbledore was stood up at the lectern and coughed lightly; the noise was magnified and echoed around the room. Everyone fell silent and turned to look at the headmaster.

"I have some fantastic news!" He announced with a broad smile "Hogwarts has been chosen to participate in the under 18 Qidditch championship!" He grinned and people instantly started whispering "Yes, yes settle down there is more" He instructed and quite fell once again. "Only one team will go forwards which means that we will only send our best players so you will not all be from the same house" He smiled and the silence turned deadly until an outburst struck.

"WHAT!"

"I'M NOT PLAYING WITH THEM!"

"ARE YOU KIDDING!"

"THERE'S NO WAY I'M PLAYING QUIDDITCH WITH A SLYTHERIN!"

"I DON'T WANT TO BE ANYWHERE NEAR GRYFFINDOR!"

"QUIET!" Dumbledore ordered and reluctantly the students stopped talking.

"Madame Hooch is going to run a vigorous selection program so anyone interested should go to the Quidditch pitch tomorrow morning at 6:00am sharp. Selection will run all day and maybe through to Sunday depending on how things go." He instructed and the excited buzz returned as Dumbledore sat back down.

Ginny let out the loudest squeal Hermione had ever heard. The brunette winced and plugged her ears as Ginny continued to squeal. Finally when the red head ran out breath Hermione removed her hands tentatively.

"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!" Ginny gasped and Hermione rolled her eyes as she took a bite of her pie. "Hermione do you know what this means!" The read head squealed and the brunette shrugged.

"That you get to play even more Quidditch than you do now?" She guessed and Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Noooooooo" She sighed rolling her eyes "Every single player on the England Quidditch team won the under 18 Quidditch championship! We could get selected for the ENGLAND TEAM!" Ginny screamed and Hermione winched once again.

Harry butted into their conversation talking so fast that Hermione gave up trying to listen and turned to her dinner.

Hermione woke up late the next morning and was not surprised to find the Gryffindor common room deserted. She dressed in her black jeans and plain white T-shirt before throwing on her long red coat and walking down to the Great Hall.

There was no one there, not a single soul. She gaped at the piles of untouched food littering the tables and rolled her eyes. Grabbing an apple she turned on her heel and headed down the to the Quidditch pitch.

The place was completely packed, the stands were full and a good hundred people were stood on the pitch brooms in hands. Hermione sighed and walked over to the edge of the pitch watching the show as she took a bite of her apple.

"So is that clear? There'll be no hard feelings?" Madame Hooch asked and all the entrants nodded. "Excellent I think we'll start with the beaters" She smiled and the beaters stepped forwards.

Hermione inspected the entrants, of course there was Crabbe and Goyle. Jack Sloper and Andrew Kirke, the Gryffindor beaters, where there as well along with Bradly who played for Ravenclaw. Hermione's eyebrows shot up as Lavender Brown stepped forwards and she had to hide her smirk.

Hermione knew full well who the best of them all was and that was Crabbe and Goyle, their tactics were something to be questioned but boy could they hit a bludger. Sitting down she waved Ginny over and the grinning red head bounded over.

"Who do you thinks gunna win?" Ginny asked as she dropped onto the ground next to Hermione. The brunette raised an eyebrow and looked at Ginny who giggled and nodded her head. "Yeah I know, I know, Crabbe and Goyle" She laughed and Hermione grinned.

"What the hell is Lavender doing?" Hermione whispered as the blonde girl mounted her broom and took shakily to the skies. Ginny snorted as she watched before turning to Hermione.

"I think she just wants to be popular" Ginny shrugged watching as the young woman nearly fell off her broom. "But Merlin knows this is not the way to do it, she's going to kill herself." She announced and Hermione couldn't help but agree.

Suddenly the bludger flew at Crabbe who gave it an almighty whack sending it Lavenders way. Hermione's eyes widened as Lavender held her bat as the ball made contact with the blonde she tumbled backwards off her broom the bludger not even slowing. Screams echoed around the pitch as the girl fell towards the ground.

A flash of blonde whizzed past Hermione and Ginny, and Lavender landed in the lap of Draco Malfoy who hovered a good 10 feet off the ground.

Cheers and claps echoed around the pitch as he set her on the ground and the girl proceeded to faint, Draco was instantly flooded with cooing girls and Hermione frowned upset by this turn of events.

His eyes somehow managed to find hers and she let a smile slip onto her face he shrugged and sent her a wink making her blush as he led the group of giggling girls away. Ginny looked from Draco to Hermione and back again.

"Did Malfoy just..." She trailed off shaking her head not believing her own eyes.

Finally Madame Hooch had whittled the Beaters down to Crabbe, Goyle and Kirke. She told them all to be ready for her next call and sent them to the side of the pitch.

"Chaser's!" Madame Hooch called and Ginny got to her feet nervously. Hermione smiled, Ginny was the best Chaser she knew, the red head had nothing to worry about.

Most people were trying out for Chaser's as there were more positioned to be offered so along with Ginny there was Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson all of the Gryffindor seekers. Demelza Robins, Alicia Spinnet and Dean Thomas where the other Gryffindor's trying out and each was very competent on a broom. Pucey, Vaisey and Warrington, the Slytherin Chaser's were stood there along with the Slytherin reserve, Montague. The Hufflepuff Chaser's Cadwallader and Zacharias Smith were also trying out along with the Ravenclaw Chaser Rodger Davies.

The Chaser tryouts lasted a lot longer than that of the Beaters but people kept dropping out. Soon enough the Chasers left were Weasley, Bell, Johnson, Warrington, Smith and Davies.

Hermione had already worked out the best it was obvious from the way they were playing. Ginny was by far the most talented followed closely by Davies and Smith. Hermione was disappointed for Angelina and Katie, they were good friends of hers but they were simply failing to keep up.

"CHASER'S! COME DOWN! Madame Hooch ordered and they all gracefully touched down. Hermione glanced at her watch and decided to pop back to the Great Hall to get some more to eat hoping she didn't miss too much.