I'M BACK! More Haley! Uh...not much else I can think of to say, 'cept that this is only three pages worth of story, and about 1,880 words... T_T Oh, yeah. Me no own. All I own is my OC's...which, so far, are only me and my bestest friend! Hey, kc256! While we're on the subject of kc256, check out her story Atlantahrah! If you check out my profile pic, you'll know which person is the OC based on me. So, on with the story!

Haley shivered and pulled her cloak closer, which Kris imitated. It was November now, and cold. Haley spotted the trio, and went over.
"Hi, guys. Ooh, fire. Can we stand over here?"
"Sure," Hermione answered. After a while warming up and talking, Haley said,
"Professor alert," And they immediately crowded around the flame, seeing who it was.
"What's that you've got there, Potter?" And Harry held out Quidditch Through the Ages. Snape took it, making up a rule.
"He's just made that rule up!" Harry muttered. Haley nodded sadly, "Wonder what's wrong with his leg."
"Dunno," Ron and Haley said in sync, and he glared at her before continuing, "but I hope it's really hurting him," Haley was carefully indifferent to the remark.

"Honestly, Professor," Haley said, shaking her head.
"Not. Another. Word," Snape snapped as Haley helped bandage his leg.
"Just saying, sir, if you're going to go near Fluffy..."
"Blasted thing. How are you supposed to keep your eyes on all three heads at once?"
"Don't ask me, I -"
"POTTER!" He roared, and for a second, Haley thought he was talking to her. Then she noticed Harry.
"I just wondered if I could have my book back," Haley rolled her eyes. Yeah, bring it up now, She thought sarcastically.
"GET OUT!" He roared, "OUT!" Haley glanced at him and quickly followed Harry. When they were back in the common room.
"Did you get it?" Ron asked, "What's the matter?" And in a low whisper, Harry recounted what he'd seen.
"Haley, why were you there?"
"Just bandaging him up. He talked a bit. No clue why he wanted to get past that dog," She lied.
"But if he was there, anyway, he had to have been after whatever it was guarding. And I'd bet my broomstick that he let that troll in as a diversion."
"No - he wouldn't," Hermione and Haley said at the same time. Haley continued, "I know he's not very nice, but he wouldn't try to steal something Dad was trying to keep safe. I know this much. I trust them. I trust Dad's judgement, and I trust Professor Snape for my own reasons."
"I don't know...from what I've seen so far, I wouldn't put it past him. I'm with Harry. Why else would he have been near that dog? Besides, Hermione, you think all teachers are saints or something."
"I don't mean to be rude, but he's right, 'Mione."
"'MIONE?"
"Whoa, calm down there. Remember, I hang out with Fred and George Weasley. I am one of their best friends. I also know their secrets," She smiled, thinking of the Marauders Map. She only knew it had her dad on it because she distantly remembered him being called Prongs.
"Really?"
"Stay out of it, nosy, I ain't tellin'," She snapped at Ron, "But anyway, we need to go to bed. And Harry, please remember that I trust the Professor for my own reasons. And he would never do this."

The next morning, Haley was up even earlier then usual, because she was used to being on the team. Kris joined her at the table, and they smiled, grabbing some breakfast and walking to the pitch.
"I'm gonna help Lee commentate. You comin'?"
"I'll be fine listening," She raised a piece of toast in salute, before heading to get a good seat. Haley replied with a salute of a cinnamon roll, before running to her spot with Lee.
"Hey, it's the twins' girl!" Haley scowled.
"I need a better nickname. At least until I figure out who I like better. But really."
"Alright then. Mini-twin?"
"I'm older then them."
"Mega-twin?"
"Too cheesy."
"Then for now you'll have to deal. Unless...Marauders?"
"Fred and George would either laugh a lot, or kill us painfully. For reasons I may not disclose."
"Fine, tight-lips."
"Thank you," I said cheekily, settling beside him. After sitting there, freezing my numb butt off for a very long time, it was starting.
"And...Chaser Angelina Jhonson starts us off with the Quaffle!"
"Very attractive, if I may add."
"You may not," Haley scolded, "Nice, neat pass to Alicia Spinnet -"
"Only a reserve last year -"
"And now it's gone back to Jhonson. No wait, Slyhterin Captain Marcus Flint's got it. And he's going to shoot...no score!" She sounded a bit too happy for a non-biased commentator, "Saved by an excellent move from Gryffindor Captain Oliver Wood. And Gryffindor's Katie Bell takes the Quaffle! Nice dive around Flint and - OH! OUCH! Bludger to the back of the head. Never the most pleasant feeling."
"And how many times has this happened to you?"
"Several. I was playing Seeker, come on. Anyway, Adrian Pucey of Slytherin took the Quaffle, heading down to the goalposts...nice Bludger, Fred. Fred Weasley aimed a strategic bludger -"
"How can you tell?"
"I just can," She snapped, "Fred Weasley of Gryffindor aims a Bludger so Jhonson is able to take the Quaffle back," She said it quickly, hoping to get through it at least once.
"And she's speeding down the pitch," Lee began, "dodges a quick Bludger - ooh, come on Angelina - Keeper Bletchley dives - misses -"
"GRYFFINDOR SCORES!" Haley bellowed happily, "Aw, suck it up, snakes," She said to the booing Slytherins.
"Haley," McGonagall warned.
"Sorry, Professor," She decided it was best not to call her Minnie into the mic.
"Now it's Slytherin in possession. Chaser Pucey ducks two Bludgers, two Weasleys and Chaser Bell, and is speeding toward -"
"Hey, wait, was that the Snitch?" Haley cried, before Lee could commentate over her. The Chaser in possession nearly dropped the Quaffle when he saw the familiar golden flash behind his left ear. Haley noticed that Harry had spotted it, and he dove. But the other Seeker was closer, and had spotted it, too. They managed to get neck and neck. I could see Harry's newer broom overtaking the Slytherin's older one.
"C'mon Harry...c'mon...c'mon..c'mon, c'mon, c'mon," She muttered, and he was getting closer and closer, when suddenly - WHAM!
"Foul!" Haley bellowed.
"Haley, are you all right? You seem rather excitable this match," Lee covered the mic before asking. Haley gave him a small smile, and a truth-that-lacked-details.
"Harry Potter's on my team. Who wouldn't be excited?" And she moved his hand to uncover it again.
"So," Haley started cheerfully, and Lee read her mind, finishing with her, "after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating -"
"Jordan. Haley."
"I mean, after that open and revolting foul -"
"I'm warning you."
"Fine, fine. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which is a move many people are reacting violently to. Especially us commentators."
"Nice one, Haley," Lee commented.
"Thanks, Lee. Because of said near-killing, Gryffindor gets a penalty shot taken by Spinnet, who puts it away like it's nothing, and play continues, Gryffindor still in possession," Haley watched the Quaffle for about half-a-minute, before noticing something scarlet jerking high up in the air. She looked up, yelped, and began to run down to the actual pitch, summoning her broom. It arrived as she ran onto the pitch, by which time, everyone had noticed. She jumped on her broom which was already about five feet in the air. She shot up with the twins. As she did this, she looked around. Her eyes narrowed on Professor Snape. She scanned around him to find Quirrel also muttering and staring at Harry. She would've smirked, being assured it was the real bad guy, but she was too worried about her brother. Suddenly Quirrel fell forward, and Haley saw Hermione's signature bushy hair. Well, she was attacking the wrong teacher with those awesome blue flames, but she got the job done.
"Harry, drop down on mine."
"No, I got it Haley," He said, swinging onto his own. They hovered for about a second, before Haley's trained eyes spotted the Snitch. She pointed, and side by side, they raced toward it. It must have been flying toward them while they were flying to it, because Harry clapped his hand to his mouth. Haley looked around, then grinned. He'd just caught it in his mouth. She touched down, beaming, standing over Harry as he coughed it up.
"I've got the Snitch!" He cried. Haley picked him up, and hugged him tight. Then she walked, holding his hand, to Hagrid's hut. She felt more like Harry's big sister then ever. And at least she had seen his first Quidditch match, his first year at Hogwarts...yeah. She'd got the important stuff. Once they were there, Kris followed.
"Hey, wait! Hal!"
"Yes, Kris?" She asked, looking back.
"Just following you around. And, Harry, may I say, spectacular catch?" He just smiled as they all entered. Kris and Haley sat off to the side, and Haley had her arm around Kris' shoulders.
"It was Snape," Ron started for Hagrid.
"Snape?" Kris asked.
"Jinxed the broom," Haley answered. She would have to lie to make Harry feel more comfortable, she decided, make it look like she didn't already know it was Quirrel, "He was doing everything right for a wandless jinx," She scowled, "I trusted him. I'm still not sure I can believe it. But I saw it. Go on, guys," She zoned out until,
"How do you know about Fluffy?"
"Fluffy?" Haley was the only one who didn't ask it. Besides Hagrid, of course. And again, zone out until Hagrid mentions Nicholas Flammel. Haley gently whacked him upside the head before they left. They all filed out, Haley last, but just as she started to leave, Hagrid gently jerked her back.
"Who was it really?"
"Quirrel. Who else?" He patted her on the back and she waved as she left. She was surprised to see both Harry and Kris there, but shrugged, putting an arm around each of them.
"Know what I just thought of? One month to Christmas," And they all beamed as they walked back up to the castle for a celebration of Harry's first match.

And another chapter finished...working on the next one as I post. So, for anyone who bothers to review, which twin should Haley like best? In the end, she will marry George, since evil J.K. kills Fred, but who should she fancy through school? See y'all soon!