CHAPTER 5: THE MOODY QUIDDITCH MATCH

It was a glorious Saturday morning, serene and peaceful. At least, it had been.

The majority of the castle was still sleeping when the Slytherin Quidditch team woke up.

An echoing, surprisingly girly scream shattered the school's hopes of sleeping in after a week of detentions and homework.

The entire Great Hall was cloaked in silence as the source and reason for the earlier shriek walked through the doors.

Two of the seven green and silver robed players were sporting RAGING ORANGE hair contrasted by streaks of BLUSHING PINK.

Gryffindor table broke out into hysterical laughter first, quickly followed by the remaining student body, and even a few members of the staff. The streaks in Draco Malfoy and Marcus Flint's hair became the dominant color immediately.

Professor Flitwick's magically enhanced voice boomed over the laughter.

"Ten points each to whoever is responsible for this terrific bur of charms work."

Across the hall, emerald green met honey brown as the two sisters shared a grin before laughing once again.

The remainder of the day went uneventful, not including the Quidditch match.

During play, Flint's hair changed back to RAGING ORANGE. Then, it became ENVIED GREEN and finally became CONFUSED GOLD as his team began to lose.

And of course, the cheap goggles Malfoy was wearing, by order of Flint, that tracked down any glint of gold and blurred out the surroundings.

Once Flint's hair had turned gold, Malfoy chased him for two minutes straight until Ella beamed his head with the Quaffle.

The Gryffindor common room was alive with cackling laughter as the twins projected the two and a half minutes over and over again.

Ella had been invited to the fun by Analese/ the Slytherin chaser jumped at a chance to hang out with her older sister's friends.

The third year entered the makeshift theater with a knowing smirk as her eyes fell on Oliver Wood and Harry Potter laughing as Malfoy's hair became DETERMINED BLUE with highlights of ECSTATIC YELLOW.

As the red ball smacked the Slytherin seeker, the image of his dizzy expression transformed into one of Ella's victorious grin.

"Oy, Fred, George, I have someone for you to meet." Analese called from beside Ella.

"What are you doing?" the younger girl was clearly nervous.

"Oh, it's time you met the second best team of pranksters this generation and third best ever." The older girl urged with a wink.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the comical solution-maker herself." Fred called with a smirk. "I'm George." He extended a hand as his brother approached.

"And I'm Fred." George outstretched a hand as well. "That was a bloody brilliant idea, Sinesstra."

"Well, thank you for the compliments, boys." Analese put in. "After all, I taught her well."

"Have you, now?" Ella spoke up. "Because I sure-as-hell beg to differ with that claim." A cocky grin that could rival the twins' graced her Italian features. "I'm Ella, and, sorry, but I'm not an idiot. I can tell that you," she shook George's hand, "are George and you," shaking Fred's hand, "are Fred."

"Where did you find her, Lese?" George inquired.

"Yeah, I like her despite the fact that she's a Slytherin." Fred added.

"She's my older sister." Ella's voice revealed her pride in those four words.

"Couldn't have said it better myself." Analese smiled at the younger of the two.

Oliver motioned for Analese to join him and Harry.

The older girl made her way over to the couches by the fireplace and fell across the three girls already seated. The Slytherin watched as the trio of girls playfully shoved the redhead onto the floor. Analese pouted in her spot on the rug as the surrounding spectators either laughed or ignored it, as if it happened often. The third year marveled at the sight before her and wished she had friends that close.

The twins moved to join the rest of the Quidditch team, but Ella didn't budge.

Just then, Fred turned back to her.

"Aren't you coming, Ella?" he asked expectantly.

As her stomach was invaded by snidgets, Ella joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team she had such respect for.

"There you are, lil' sis." Analese smiled as she jumped to her feet and collapsed onto Oliver, making him grunt. "Guys, this is Ella Sinesstra, Slytherin Chaser and sarcasm extraordinaire."

The three girls from the couch smiled politely, but Oliver was frowning slightly.

"Ella, you know the Golden Trio, Harry, Hermione, and Ron." The three waved, grinning from armchairs across the way. "But this is Katie Bell," the blonde, "Angelina Johnson," the black-haired girl in the center, "Alicia Spinnet," the brunette sitting near the twins, "Lee Jordan," the guy Ella had always referred to as 'Dreadlocks', "and finally, Oliver Wood."

"Nice to meet you, Ella." Alicia and Katie greeted.

"You have a great left hoop shot." Angelina grinned.

Ella glanced at her sister to find her glaring at a whispering Oliver.

"Thank you, but," Ella turned to the frowning Keeper, her eyes turning green with sadness, "have I done something to make you hate me?"

"Just wondering when you plan on stabbing Lese in the back," Oliver responded harshly.

"What do you mean by that?" her eyes returned to their natural color as they narrowed.

"After all, you are a Slytherin." He spat the last word as if it were venom on his tongue.

"That is enough!" Emerald pools caught fire as Analese jumped from her seat. "You have no right to generalize things about anyone, let alone a person as amazing as her. Let me tell you something about this girl, she is unbelievable. She is far from the stereotype of a typical Slytherin. The only reason she is in that house is because oh her bloodline and a few choice traits. She doesn't cheat or scheme for success, because she doesn't need to. But she is sly, cunning, and a great liar. And yeah, she can be manipulative, but so can I. And she only uses that power to help her with pranks. Ella deserves so much more than this, Wood. I can't believe you would say something like that!"

The entire room was silent as Analese walked over to Ella and softened her expression.

"I am so sorry, Elle. I hope you can forgive me for bringing you here just to be insulted like that."

Ella did the one thing that no Gryffindor besides Analese expected. Her arms flew out and wrapped Analese in a sisterly hug.

The two girls had received a collective 'awe' from the house. Both sisters felt as if they had known each other for years.

Suddenly, the pair broke out in laughter in unison.

"What's so funny?" the twins questioned.

"I just realized that all of this is because of my turning you two into girls for a day!" Analese exclaimed.

"You did that?!"

After a shared look, the chase began and the three redheads placed the tower at ease.