I wait patiently at the end of the table eating my food as everyone else stampedes to the front of the table. I know my brother will get it for me. After all, what else are brothers useful for?

As I'm eating a person comes to sit next to me. I'm busy shoving my face with food so all I notice is a messy, black mop of hair. I turn to face said person and am completely shocked by who it is. "Albus?" I sputter, completely puzzled "Yup," He smirks "My brother went to get my schedule. After all, what else are brothers useful for? ""That can't be truer," I laugh. "Mine are only good for getting my schedule and making sure no boy comes within a kilometer radius of me. Quite annoying frankly." I add, "Hey, Jay and I are like that for Lily. See, the thing with little sisters is that no matter how old you are, you're brothers are going to view you as the little girl who needs protecting from everything. Just a sad but true fact." Albus says. "Yeah, I just wish that they would let me breathe a little, I guess. Don't get me wrong, I love 'em to death but I'm capable of defending myself and I just wish they would let me do it." I sigh. "That's never going to happen," Albus snorts. I glare at him and he hastily changes the subject. "So, are you and Gianna still co-captains for cheer?" "Yeah and I'm in charge of our costumes. We're planning on holding tryouts sometime next week." I tell him, a smile growing on my face. I can't help. Cheerleading just makes me really happy. "Yeah, I've seen you before. You're really good." Albus mutters. My face flushes over and I suddenly turn shy as I blush at his compliment.

Hayden chooses that moment to return with my schedule. "Hey, Albus. You better not be flirting with my little sister. You're my best friend but I swear on Merlin, I will pummel you." Hayden warns. "Chill dude!" Albus jumps up "I was just talking to her about cheering for Quidditch this year."

I leave their conversation to meet up with my friends. Since we haven't taken OWLS yet we all have the same classes. I find them pigging out on more food, like always. Leaving them be, I head outside for a little fresh air, plus I love the flowers by Hogwarts.

As I'm walking out, I run into someone again. "We have to stop meeting like this." I look up to see light brown eyes. Recognition dawns on me. Beckett. He gives me a hand and pulls me up. Not knowing what to say, ask, "Got your schedule yet?"

"Yeah, No looking forward to the double History of Magic I've got with Binns." He groans.

"Ha ha! I don't have a double History of Magic until later this week." I laugh

"Hey, I was wondering if you would like to go out with me, like on a date," Beckett says completely bluntly.

"Really?" I ask, confused, "I mean, I would love to. Just give me your number and we can text about it."

Beckett pulls a pen out of his hand and writes his number on my hand, which has never happened to me, and flashes me a smile.

"You can stop hiding now you twats." I sigh. 3 heads pop out of the corridor with huge grins.

"Was I dreaming or were you asked out by Beckett Lowles." Gianna sighs

"Pinch me, Lucy, I must be dreaming." I sigh, "OW! I didn't mean actually pinch me!"

I float around for the rest of the day, dreaming about my date with him. Even though it hasn't been set yet, I can't wait.

I make it through the day with my dream-like state until cheer tryouts. Gianna and I, being captains for the first year, start off tryouts by testing rhythm and flexibility. Then, we teach them a routine and have the wannabe cheerleaders perform it back to us. As we watch, we cut people out. It's a frustrating process, but soon we have our team. We have everyone needed and schedule our first practice.

My happiness takes me until I start to do Potions homework in the Common Room. I manage to make my way through most subjects, Potions being the exception. I just can't do it. I try to muddle through the questions, but don't succeed. I'm just about the give up when a mop of black hair slides next to me.

"Albus, kind of busy," I mutter

"Sweetheart, Al and I are brothers but we don't look that similar." An all too similar arrogant voice goes.

"James, what do you want?" I ask

"Well, I couldn't help but notice your struggles in Potions. I could be nice and call your brother, the best student in Potions, or I could be mean and call my brother. I think I'll be mean."

Before I can shut his mouth, James says, "Hey Al, Tilly needs your help with Potions."

Lord help me.

Well, I'm back. I don't really have an excuse. Whoops! I'm back though with updates and stuff.

Teaser: Potions tutoring and first Hogsmeade visit.

Next Update: May 27th