I am so sorry! This is way overdue! Anyway I have good news! I decided to take summer school! I'm taking composition in hopes that it will help this story!

Disclaimer! I do not own Harry Potter!

Herbology was… Interesting… Turns out that Neville Longbottom loved plants. They were working with baby Mandrakes today. Harry watched as Neville carefully put the little devil in another pot of soil. He also noted that he stopped Draco from sticking his finger into the Mandrakes mouth. Draco just sneered at him.

Evelyn glared at him. "You should be thanking him! He could have just let you look like a fool!" Draco looked surprised that she was still protecting the Hufflepuff. They were silent for a few minutes, before Neville started talking. "Why did you help me?" he asked softly. Evelyn looked at Harry before turning back to Neville, a soft smile on her face. "You remind me of Harry when we were younger."

Neville tilted his head, silently asking to elaborate. This time Harry answered. "When I was little, my cousin would kick and bully me to a bloody pulp. Then Eve here came and gave him a good taste of his own medicine." Evelyn nodded and held out her hand, which caught the attention of other Hufflepuffs and glares from Slytherins. She glared right back at her house, effectively making them evert their eyes.

"Friends?" she asked when she looked back at Neville. He just blinked at her before shaking her hand.

Pomona Sprout was shocked. Just wait until the meeting tonight!

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Next was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Harry and Evelyn practically trampled anyone in their way to get there. They plopped down in the front row. "I hope we work with dark creatures!" she exclaimed, a dreamy look on her face. "Or spells!" said Harry. Theodore looked at the two like they were crazy.

"H-hello t-there." said a stuttering voice.

They looked to see their professor. He was pale and had the ugliest turban on his head. He also reeked of garlic.

Evelyn didn't seem to care. "Professor! Please tell me we are going to be working with an animal?" she pleaded. Harry scoffed at her. "No way! We will be learning spells! Right?"

Their friends were shocked. They never seen the two act with anything but affection towards one another. Now they seemed to be challenging each other! Professor Quirrell looked very uncomfortable. "N-neither. It w-will be just an i-introduction…"

Evelyn and Harry visibly deflated.

Theodore just shook his head. "Anyway, there are Quidditch try outs today for Slytherins!" Harry raised an eyebrow. "I though that tryouts happened after two weeks?" Theodore shook his head. "For the rest of the school. Slytherins try out earlier to secure their positions. You still go to the required tryouts, but you would already be on the team."

Evelyn's eyes it up. "Cool! Harry we should try out!" Pansy and Daphne frowned. "What's so interesting about Quidditch anyway?" Theodore, Draco, and Evelyn gasped at them. Harry rolled his eyes. "Don't ask them that." He stated.

They quieted down as the class started. Really, Professor Quirrell could not teach! Harry also experienced the worse headache he ever had. The weird part was that it was his scar. It started to burn.

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Next was Flying Class! Theodore dragged Daphne and Pansy, who didn't want to go, to the field while he chatted away with Evelyn about what position they wanted. Theodore turned to look at Harry, Draco and Blaise. "What positions do you want?" He asked.

"I don't really care for Quidditch," answered Blaise.

"Seeker," replied Draco and Harry.

They looked at one another before nodding. They would both try out and see what happens. But for now, they just had to survive another class.

As they walked onto the field, they saw that the Gryffindors were already there. They all were in a straight line facing each other when Madame Hooch flew down.

"Good afternoon class," she said.

"Good afternoon Madame Hooch!"

"All right then! Now I want you all to stand on the left side of your broom. Now, with a strong voice yell 'UP'," she instructed. She didn't waste any time getting started. Everyone started yelling. Harry got his up on the first try. Evelyn, Theo and Draco were able to after a few more ups. Pansy and Daphne didn't really care.

Ron was getting frustrated. No matter how loud he yelled his broom would not leap into his hands. It finally did, but not in his hands. It shot straight into his face. His ears turned red as he heard everyone laugh at him. He would show them!

"Now mount the brooms. Alright now on my mark you will kick off, hover for a moment, and then come back down. Now one, two, three!"

Ron kicked off too early and couldn't come back down. His broom quickly took off, doing crazy flips and maneuvers.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HEEEEEEELP MEEEEEEEE!" He screamed bloody murder.

"Now Mr. Weasley come back down this instant," yelled Madame Hooch. "I WOULD IF I COULD YOU CRAZY PROFESSOR! HEEEEEELP MEEEE!"

Evelyn was laughing her arse off. She held onto Harry for support while tears streamed down her face, gasping for breath. Daphne looked horrified. "How can you laugh! Brooms are dangerous," she shrieked! Evelyn tried to answer her, she really did! She just couldn't!

After a while Ron fell and got a broken arm. Madame Hooch took away 10 points for disrespecting a professor and not following the rules.

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They had a free block next. This was the time for them to finish homework, send owls, and prepare for tryouts. The small group of friends quickly finished their homework. There was about 5 minutes until tryouts, so they decided to head over to the field early.

Lucian Bole was shocked when he saw who arrived at tryouts. It was that filthy half-blood! The last thing he wanted was for her to be on the team.

Marcus Flint, the Slytherin's team captain, could care less. He honestly wanted someone to replace Bole. He not only embarrassed himself by loosing to a first year, but he was the worst beater ever. There was a lot of room for improvement on his team, that much was obvious.

"Alright! If you guys think you have what it takes to be on MY team, you have another thing coming!" He stood in front of the four first years. "Like you four! First years? You must be joking."

Evelyn glared at him. This was their captain? What a prat!

"Now, each of the positions have a challenge for you. If you pass, you will go against our current players. The best stay. Now everyone who wants to be a chaser, line up here with Montague, Warrington, and myself."

Evelyn and a couple others lined up with Derrick and Bole. Lucian was beyond angry. If she thought that she could replace him, she had another thing coming! "You! Potter! Against me!"

Evelyn smirked at him. "Of course," she replied sweetly.

Theo went with the Slytherin keeper Bletchley. It helped that there was only one other person trying out. Of course that was nothing compared to Harry and Draco. They only had to compete against one another!

The Slytherin seeker was Terrence Higgs. "All right Malfoy will go first. Potter will help me down here. We will be throwing balls at you, and the one with the most caught will go against me."

Draco quickly went in position. In the end he caught 13 out of 25 balls. He gave Harry a smug look when he landed. "Alright Potter your turn. Ready? Go!"

Harry was fast and agile, and seemed to be a blur in the air. He caught 19 balls.

"WATCH OUT!"

Harry quickly looked up and just barley missed a bludger. Evelyn quickly flew and hit the ball right back at Bole. "Sorry," she said while zooming past Harry, "won't happen again!"

Draco ran to him as he landed. "Are you ok?" Harry laughed and nodded. Higgs walked up to the both of them. "Potter caught the most. Now all we have to do is wait for the other possible players. You all will be playing against the current Quidditch team." With that he left to tell Flint who passed.

Harry turned to Draco who was looking very disappointed. "Hey I have an idea! How about you try out for beater? You don't have to pass, but I think hitting a ball would help you get over your depressing mood." Draco just nodded and walked over. Harry was socked to see that Draco was very good.

Draco was ecstatic. He never though about being a beater, but apparently he was a natural! The only problem was that he would have to work with Evelyn. He was talking with Harry and Evelyn when Theo walked over. "I made it," he yelled! Harry gave him a high-five while Draco gave him a thumbs up. "I knew you could," said Evelyn.

"Alright! Everyone who passed gather around," yelled Flint. "Now you will be forming a team and going against us. Professor Snape will be watching and judge who is better."

Severus Snape walked out onto the field while his robes billowed in the air behind him. "All right then. Everyone get ready. Now go," he said in a monotone voice as he threw the Quaffle in the air. The six chasers all fought trying to get the ball. Flint took hold and flew to where Theo was. Theo was ready, and was able to keep Flint from scoring.

Evelyn was ecstatic. She hit the bludger, almost hitting the other teams chasers. This allowed her team to get the Quaffle. Draco hit it right back, but it was intersected by Derrick.

Harry was looking for the snitch, and was able to dodge yet another bludger. He saw a glimpse of gold and took off, catching the attention of Higgs, who chased after him. He had no chance to catch up. Harry caught the snitch and ended the game.

Snape was impressed. The first years had natural skill. Putting them on the team would enhance those skills. He was suprised to notice they were the only ones to show promise. "I have made up my decisions. Nott, Malfoy, and the Potters will join. Everyone else stays."

Evelyn gave a smug look towards Bole. They quickly freshened up and headed to dinner. This day couldn't have gone better!

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Later that night was a staff meeting. Severus was walking up to Albus's office when he ran into Minerva. "Good evening Minerva," he greeted. "Ah Severus. Good evening." As they walked, they came upon a gargoyle.

"Bubble gum," said Minerva. The gargoyle moved out of they way, revealing all the other professors. Albus smiled at them. "Severus! Minerva! Lemon Drop?"

Severus shook his head. "No thanks Albus." Albus looked disappointed but perked up a second after. "Now, how is Harry Potter doing?"

"You mean the Potter siblings. So far they just seem like normal students. They befriended Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, and Pansy Parkinson," replied Severus.

Minerva nodded. "They both do well in my class. However there is a problem with Mr. Weasley. As much as I hate to admit it, he seems to be bullying them. Unfortunately not just them either. Just earlier today his brothers caught them harassing Mr. Longbottom."

Pomona nodded vigorously. "I agree! Miss Potter was with Mr. Longbottom throughout class. They seem to be friends of some sort!"

'This might not be so bad,' thought Albus. Thankfully the new Potter seemed to enforce house unity. All he had to do was make sure that Malfoy didn't corrupt Harry….

"The Potters also made the Slytherin teams, along with Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Nott," said Severus. This caused a small uproar. "First years! Really Severus!?" Severus turned to glare at Minerva. "There is no rule banning them from joining, just not owning a broom."

Albus smiled. "I think it's a wonderful idea!" Severus groaned inwardly. Whenever Albus agreed with him, it meant that something was going to happen. It is to early in the year for this!

Alright a long chapter! Now it was very hard for me to make Harry a seeker. I wanted to be a bit original, but seeing Draco and Evelyn trying to work together was just too appealing. I will have Harry try to teach Draco how to interpret Evelyn's moves. I'm really sorry for not updating earlier! As an apology I will be uploading two chappies!