AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay so here is more.

I will do apologies later.

FYI, I own nothing except my OCs.

=P

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At three-thirty that afternoon, I joined up with the rest of the First Year Gryffindors, and we went to take our flying lessons with Madam Hooch. She was a woman with short gray hair, and eyes like a hawk. I liked my first impression of her.

"Well, come on students, stand by a broom and yell 'UP' and then we'll have further instructions after the broom is in your hands." She told us.

When Harry and I said, 'UP', we were of the few that got the broom in our hands the first time. I don't know why, but I felt as powerful as Harry Potter at that moment. Then Madam Hooch taught us how to mount our brooms, and Ron and Harry snickered when she told Malfoy that he had been doing it wrong for years.

Neville accidentally kicked his broom into a very fast speed, instead of rising slowly and coming back down like the rest of us. His broom sped out of control, and he ended up breaking his wrist. Madam Hooch took him to the Hospital Wing, but not before threatening us.

"If I see a single broom off of the ground, the rider on it will be out of Hogwarts before they can say Quidditch." She told us.

Just as Madam Hooch and Neville were out of sight, Malfoy picked up Neville's Remembrall and hopped onto his broom.

"Let's put this somewhere where Longbottom can find it. How about, up in a tree?" Draco asked.

"Give it here!" Harry yelled at Draco.

Draco smiled. "Why don't you came and get it, Potter?"

"Draco, just give it back!" I said.

I mounted my broom as Harry did, but Hermione ran to us.

"No! You heard what Madam Hooch said. You're going to get us all in trouble." Hermione told us.

"Hermione, Draco needs to be stopped." I said.

Harry just ignored her, and we took off at Draco. We hovered above the rest of them for a while, and then Harry mentioned that Crabbe and Goyle weren't with him. He tossed the Remembrall, and Harry took off after it, and made a swan dive, tumbling gently on the grass when he landed. I followed after him, a natural on the broom, and Draco just smiled as McGonagall yelled at Harry and I.

"HARRY POTTER!" She cried. "LANA LANGSTON!"

I turned around and swallowed.

"You two had the nerve…you two come with me now!" She said.

Harry and I went up to her.

"Harry, you were reckless. And Lana, what will Dumbledore say?" She asked me.

There was howling from the Slytherins, but when I turned and scowled at Malfoy, he quieted them down and we followed McGonagall into the building.

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Instead of taking us to Uncle Albus like I thought she was going to, she took us to Professor Flitwick's classroom.

"Why is she taking us to Professor Flitwick?" I asked Harry.

Harry shrugged.

"You'll see soon enough, Miss Langston." Professor McGonagall told me.

"Okay." I said.

"Excuse me Professor Flitwick, could I borrow Wood for a moment?" McGonagall asked him.

Could it be Oliver? I mean that's the only Wood that I could think of, and by the look on Harry's face, he thought it was something other than a person. Oliver came out and relief swept over Harry's face. Oliver smiled at me, and then looked curiously at Harry.

McGonagall took us to a room where Peeves was messing around, and she ordered him out. She then closed the door and turned to us.

"Wood, I've found you a Seeker." She said.

His eyes lit up, and then he looked from Harry to me. "Which one?" He asked.

I pointed to Harry. "He's the one that caught the ball in the air with excellent grace. He would be the one to catch the Golden Snitch. I just flew around on the broom. It was fun." I shrugged, beaming at him.

Oliver smiled and nodded, and McGonagall was impressed. Harry, however, was very confused.

"I see that you know about Quidditch." McGonagall told me.

I nodded. "Oliver told me some things."

"She put it together all by herself." Oliver insisted.

"Well, I was thinking Harry for your Seeker, and Lana here for a Chaser." McGonagall said.

"But he only needs a Seeker." I told her. "Katie and Angelina are the Chasers. Wait, that's only two. I guess I could be a Chaser."

Oliver smiled. "You're pretty special after all."

I blushed, and then Oliver walked around Harry and then me.

"They're both built for it, I say we give them training next week." Oliver told McGonagall.

"Sounds good to me." McGonagall said.

"And they'll need new brooms. A Nimbus Two Thousand or a Cleansweep Seven." Oliver continued.

He was bubbling up with joy and I smiled.

"I'll talk to Dumbledore about bending the First Year rule." McGonagall told Harry and I.

I gulped. "Maybe this is a bad idea. Professor Dumbledore said he wouldn't bend any rules for me. He said he had to be impartial."

Oliver seemed to lose a bit of his glow.

"Miss Langston, this isn't a normal circumstance. I'm sure that your Uncle will understand. You should be getting back to class, Wood." She told him.

"We'll talk later." I told Oliver.

He smiled, and went back to class. Harry and I smiled at each other, and went to eat dinner with the others.

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"You two are on the Quidditch team?!?" Ron asked excitedly.

"You make it sound like it's impossible." I said. "I was expecting to get expelled, but she took us to see Oliver Wood, and he said he would try us out next week."

"You two are First Years though! And Harry, you're the Seeker! That's the best position on the team!" Ron continued.

Harry blushed.

"He's right, Harry." I told him. "Seeker is the best position. The game rides on you, and I think that we all feel safe with that riding in your hands."

Ron and I smiled at him, and then Fred and George came up as Harry and I expressed to Ron that it was to be kept a secret.

"Well done you two! Wood told us that you guys made the team with flying colors." George told us.

"Yeah. We haven't won the Quidditch cup since Charlie left. But you two must be pretty good, because Wood was skipping around when he told us that you guys were joining. Especially Harry." Fred added.

I nodded. "He seemed really excited when McGonagall brought Harry of all people to him."

"Hey, he was very impressed with you too." George told me.

I blushed, and Fred and George excused themselves to catch up with Lee Jordan, to find a secret passage out of the school. As soon as they turned to leave, Draco came up to us.

"So when are you two heading out home?" Draco asked.

"Draco, give it up. You're only brave because you've got your friends to back you up. You were terrified when we were up in the air." Harry told him.

"I'll take you on anytime Potter. How about a wizard's duel? Wands, no contact. Wait, do you even know what that is?" Draco asked Harry.

"Of course he does." Ron snapped. "And I'm his second."

I was confused. But Draco was too busy sizing up Crabbe and Goyle.

"Crabbe will be my second. See you at Midnight." Draco said.

Once he was gone, I turned to Ron, and so did Harry.

"What is a Wizard's duel? And what do you mean you're my second?" Harry asked Ron.

"Well, the second takes over if the first dies." Ron said rather calmly.

"So it's a duel between wizards. I get that. But are they just shooting spells at one another?" I asked.

Ron nodded. "I don't think that Malfoy even thought that you would accept."

I smiled. "Yeah, he did seem kind of surprised. I think I should go have a talk with him."

Ron smiled. "Do you have a thing for Malfoy?"

I threw a biscuit at him. "As if, Ron."

I turned around to see Hermione behind me.

"I couldn't help but overhear the conservation." Hermione told us.

"Yeah, Draco and Harry and a duel. What's wrong with that?" I asked her.

"You two will be getting us all into trouble, I can't allow you to do that." Hermione said forcefully.

"Hermione, they'll be fine, because I'm going with them." I told her.

Hermione looked like she was going to scream. "But you're Dumbledore's niece! You shouldn't be gallivanting off with two hoodlums. You should be in your dorm not letting them be selfish enough to take away Gryffindor's points that I so graciously gave to us."

I smiled. "Chill out, Hermione. No one is going to get caught."

Hermione turned on her heels, and stormed off. Ron laughed, and I turned to them.

"Don't forget to make sure not to leave without me. I have a sweet side for the teachers that none of you have, and I'm not on Snape's bad side like Hermione, so you might need me." I told them.

They nodded, and promised to get me that night. I turned and headed out of the Great Hall, and met up with Draco, Crabbe and Goyle.

"Hey Draco? Can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked him.

Draco nodded, and Crabbe and Goyle headed off to the Slytherin House.

"Well, this whole Wizard's duel, what exactly do you do? I mean, I don't want either you or Harry getting hurt, so maybe you could just call it off." I said.

Draco shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I just can't do that. Potter and I need to battle this out once and for all. I mean, we have something against each other, and we need to settle it."

I nodded. "Well, I guess a wizard's got to do what a wizard's got to do."

Draco smiled, and headed off to the Slytherin House. I headed to the Dormitory and found Oliver looking over his homework from Flitwick.

"So is that hard?" I asked him.

He looked up, smiled, and shook his head. "Nope, it's pretty easy actually. I just have to get it done so that I can practice with the team. Congratulations by the way."

I smiled. "Thanks. I wasn't even trying."

"It was your first ride on a broom McGonagall tells me."

I nodded.

"Very impressive."

"Well, not as impressive as Harry. I mean, he has an eye for a Seeker." I said.

Oliver nodded. "I think we can win the Quidditch cup yet. Not to mention the House Cup. Unless, someone is going to do something that will take points from us."

He looked at me with a weird look on his face.

"Of course not. I'm just going to do my homework and then go to bed." I said innocently.

"Yes, and I was going to get help from her on mine." Hermione said from behind me.

Oliver smiled. "The Famous Hermione Granger needs help from Lana Langston, the new Gryffindor Chaser? Never thought that I would ever see that."

"She's actually really intelligent. She picks things up really quickly." Hermione said.

"I know. She figured out Quidditch from me just telling her the players and the balls." Oliver told Hermione.

I blushed. I was being teamed up on by two people. I just sat down with Hermione and we started on the homework, and I caught a few glances at Oliver, who was now working on homework from McGonagall.

****

At about 11:30 that night, I crept out of the dorm, and I ran into Ron and Harry. Hermione had followed me though, and once outside of the poster, she started scolding us.

"You?!?" Ron asked.

"Go back to bed Hermione." Harry said.

"You really don't care about anyone but yourselves do you?" Hermione asked us.

"Look, Draco and Harry are settling something." I protested.

"Well you guys just remember that I warned you while you're on the train back tomorrow. You guys are so—" She started.

But Hermione never finished her sentence. She turned around to see that the Fat Lady had left the portrait, so she was locked out of Gryffindor Tower.

"Well, I'm coming with you." Hermione told us.

"No, you're NOT!" Ron said.

"Just let her come. We can't let her stay here to get caught by Filch." I told them.

"Right. And when the four of us are caught, I will just tell him that I was trying to stop you guys." Hermione added.

We went down the corridor, and ran into Neville, who had been sleeping outside because he had forgotten the password. Harry told him the password, but Neville insisted on coming with us. That was all great and good, until we realized that Draco had set us up, and we were trapped between Filch and something that none of us really wanted to deal with.

"He had to have tipped Filch off." Hermione told us.

"Makes sense. Filch knows that someone is here." I turned around. "And I think that here is forbidden. Look."

Everyone turned around and saw the giant three-headed dog that was sleeping peacefully.

"I'm going to take my chances with Filch." Harry told us all, and we agreed.

When we rushed out of the corridor, we made it all the way to the Gryffindor tower, and Neville looked as if he was never going to speak again. We got inside because the Fat Lady had returned to the portrait. Neville went quickly up to bed, and Hermione and I turned to go to the Girl's Dormitory.

"What was a three headed dog doing in the School?" Ron asked.

"He was guarding something." I said.

"Yes, he was on a trapdoor. Didn't you notice his feet?" Hermione asked.

"I was too busy looking at his heads." Harry told her.

"Or did you notice, it had three!" Ron added.

"I'm going to bed before either of you comes up with another brilliant idea to get us killed—or worse, expelled." Hermione turned on her heels and went into the dorm.

"She needs to sort out her priorities." Ron said.

I shrugged. "We didn't ask her along."

"Well, somehow we have to get Malfoy back." Harry said.

Ron nodded, but I shook my head.

"Why not?" Ron asked.

"Because, doing that is just sinking to his level." I told them. "Let's worry about the dog and the door tomorrow, and not Malfoy."

They nodded, and the three of us went to bed.