A/N: To Kpop1392as's review: No, Sirius will not be Cassia's godfather. I have debated back and forth between two candidates and I finally settled on her godparent, because my mind kept going back to them.

Also, I apologize that it took me a while to write out this chapter, because I had writer's block when writing it. I apologize if the match isn't as exciting. I blame writer's block for it.

Chapter 11: Hufflepuff versus Ravenclaw

For the next two weeks, Cassia settled into some sort of routine. Search for Nicolas Flamel in between breaks, train with Tamsin Applebee, and every few days or so, fly the Nimbus Two Thousand with Terence Higgs, which seemed to have turned into some regular thing. She was sure that meant that they were rapidly becoming friends.

Cassia knew that Harry, Ron, and Hermione were looking for answers on who Nicolas Flamel was, which seemed important, so she tried to help out as best as she could.

Since the match against Ravenclaw was coming up, Applebee had been training them harder than before. Cedric Diggory told Cassia that it was because Applebee wanted to win all four matches.

On top of the search for Nicolas Flamel, Quidditch practice, going through her allergies, Christmas was approaching.

In a way, Cassia couldn't wait for the winter holidays. She was tired of being mocked if she was going to nearly swallow the Quaffle like how Harry had nearly swallowed the Snitch. Apparently no one had found that funny because everyone were impressed with how Harry held onto the broomstick. Most of that came from Draco Malfoy, whose ego was apparently bruised from Slytherin losing to Gryffindor. So, after that Malfoy had gone back to mocking the Potters twins for having no 'proper family.' Cassia had Harry, so that was good enough for her.

They were in the library, with Cassia looking through a catalog to figure out what to get her friends and Harry.

Ron asked, "What are you two expecting to get?"

"Nothing," Harry replied.

"A cotton swab, like on one of my previous birthdays," Cassia said. "Or maybe even a potato."

"A potato?" asked Lily, confused.

Cassia shrugged, "I don't know. The Dursleys gave me a potato, and then Dudley took it away and had Aunt Petunia cook it up, so he can eat it."

"I remember the look you made when you got it," Harry said and chuckled. "You looked at it like, 'what the hell is this thing?'"

"Your relatives are horrid," Sally-Anne said.

You don't know the most of it, Cassia thought, shrugging. She looked at the catalog and circled Chocolate Frogs with her quill. She would get that for Ron. She flipped to the books section of the catalog. She wondered what book Hermione would like.

"So, are you Gryffindors going to stay behind and look for Nicolas Flamel, or go to the Quidditch match tomorrow?" Lily asked.

"We'll go," replied Harry. In a dark tone, he said, "I'm not going to let Snape try to throw my sister off of her broom."

"You know, Terence told me that Snape had gotten into a bad snag of Crabgrass," Cassia said in an absent minded way.

"Higgs?" asked Ron incredulous. "The Slytherin Seeker? Your Quidditch rival?"

"One, he's not my Quidditch rival," Cassia said, "If he is, that makes Harry my Quidditch rival. Two, he's not bad. He's a decent person. He's just upset that Malfoy is going to bribe his way on the Quidditch team next year."

"Malfoy's a brat," Sally-Anne muttered and Lily nodded.

"Is that who you've been talking to when I see you flying around the Quidditch pitch?" asked Harry.

"Yes, and he's my friend," Cassia said, "so be nice to him."

"When did this friendship start?" asked Harry.

"The evening after our little argument at Hagrid's," Cassia said.

"I don't like him," replied Harry.

"You don't even know a single thing about him," Hermione helpfully pointed out.

"He's in Slytherin, that's good enough of a reason," Ron added.

Cassia rolled her eyes, "Well, he's my friend and he gave me a handkerchief because of my allergies."

"How many sneezes are you up to now?" Harry asked, sounding glad for a change in subject.

"I don't know," replied Cassia, "they don't keep track." She motioned to Lily and Sally-Anne.

"How about your Slytherin friend? Does he keep track?" asked Ron.

Cassia shook her head, "He was disgusted when I brought it up. He said that his best friend, Adrian Pucey, would keep track for me. He hasn't introduced me to him yet. Adrian's been busy."

"So, it's Adrian is it?" snapped Ron. "First sticking up for Snape and now being friends with Slytherins—"

"Ron, lay off, all right?" Harry interrupted. "Just stop trying to pick a fight with her."

"She can be friends with whoever she wants, Ron," replied Sally-Anne. "Even though we never met Terence."

Cassia's felt her face heat up. She knew she was blushing. "He's just shy." She frowned, "And I asked you two to come with me to met him, but you both smirked and shook your heads."

"You two did?" asked Harry the other two Hufflepuffs, sounding a little accusatory.

Lily and Sally-Anne busted out laughing.

Cassia groaned and wondered how hard would she have to hit her head on the table to knock herself unconscious.

At long last, the day finally arrived. It was finally time to play Quidditch. The Hufflepuff team were in the locker room, after getting dressed.

Cassia wore a tight-fitting yellow jumper, leather guards and gauntlets, and light boots. She was holding a long yellow robe. On the sides was a long yellow stripe and there was a small embroidered Hufflepuff crest stitched over the heart. On the back of the robe was the number six and her last name under and above the number. Her hands were shaking as she pulled the robes over her head.

"All right, team," Tamsin Applebee started. "Now, I know that this is our match match of the year."

"Oh, great," muttered Anthony Rickett. "She's going to say she loves us."

"Shut up," Applebee said to him. She put her hands to her heart and smiled at her team, "But it's true. I really do."

With that, they left the locker room and headed to the Quidditch pitch. Cassia was starting to get nervous.

"Nervous, Potter?" the other Chaser, Heidi Macavoy, asked.

Cassia nodded, "A little, yeah."

"I remember my first match," Heidi said, "Barely."

"Barely?" asked Cassia.

"Yeah, I took two Bludgers in the head. Fell off my broom. Woke up two days late in the hospital wing," Heidi said.

"Oh," replied Cassia. She thought, Is that supposed to make me feel better?

"Come off it, Heidi," Cedric said. "You're going to scare her. You're going to be okay, if you don't get knocked off your broom by a Bludger like I did on my first game."

"You guys are scaring her," Maxine O'Flaherty snapped at them. She looked at Cassia, "On my first game—"

"I don't need to know," Cassia interrupted.

They got in the middle of the Quidditch pitch, meeting up with the Ravenclaws, who were dressed in blue robes. Cassia got even more nervous.

They gathered around Madam Hooch was wearing a black and white robe.

Cassia looked at the Ravenclaws. She didn't know what she was doing on the team. These students were older and bigger than her, which meant that they could easily crush her. She wondered if she had time to run off and be sick somewhere, before coming back. She looked at the Ravenclaw team again. There was only one girl, who looked to be a year older than Cassia

"Captains, shake hands," Madam Hooch said, and the two captains shook hands. "Now, I want a nice fair game from all of you."

Cassia looked at the stands. Lily and Sally-Anne were holding a yellow banner that had a badger on it. It didn't seem like much, but she was thankful for it.

"Mount your brooms, please," Madam Hooch stated. The Bludgers and the Snitch were released.

Cassia mounted her broom and Madam Hooch grabbed the Quaffle. Madam Hooch gave a loud blast on her whistle before throwing the Quaffle in the air.

Fifteen broomsticks were off and Cassia shot for the Quaffle, and grabbing it.

"And the Quaffle is immediately taken by Cassia Potter of Hufflepuff," Lee Jordan commentated. "She's the youngest Chaser and happens to be the sister to Gryffindor Seeker, Harry Potter."

Cassia swerved to avoid hitting a Ravenclaw Chaser that came at her.

"Chaser Potter dodges Jeremy Stretton of Ravenclaw," Lee Jordan continued.

Cassia went to the goal hoop, were two more Ravenclaws came at her. She went down to avoid them.

"Chaser Potter ducks to avoid Roger Davies and Randolph Burrow of Ravenclaw," Lee Jordan continued.

Cassia threw the Quaffle through a goal hoop and circled back around.

"Hufflepuff scores!" Lee Jordan shouted.

Cassia felt exhilarated as she went over to her team.

In the Gryffindor the stands, Hermione was keeping an eye on Snape. "Why does Snape look a little…worried?"

"Maybe he knows that if he tries to throw Cassy off her broom, I would hex him," Harry said, looking up at Cassia as she passed the Quaffle to one of her fellow Chasers.

Ron was busy watching the Quidditch match, "I didn't know that she was that excellent."

Harry side-eyed him as Cassia helped score another ten points for Hufflepuff. The victory looked short-lived because a Bludger went straight for Cassia.

"Ouch, Chaser Potter takes a Bludger to the ribs," Lee Jordan commentated, sounding slightly pained. "That must've hurt. Quaffle taken by Ravenclaw—that's Chaser Roger Davies. There goes Chaser Potter—she attempts to steal the Quaffle. A nice pass from Chaser Davies to Chaser Stretton. Ravenclaw scores!"

"No," Ron moaned.

"Hufflepuff back in position," Lee Jordan continued. "There goes Chaser Potter—dodges three Chasers, a Bludger, and Ravenclaw Seeker—was that the Snitch?"

Harry spotted the Snitch, which was hovering between the goalposts on the Ravenclaw side.

A murmur erupted from the crowds.

"Hufflepuff Seeker Cedric Diggory and Ravenclaw Seeker Cho Chang are neck-and-neck to get the Snitch," Lee Jordan continued with his commentary.

"Why isn't he doing anything?" asked Hermione.

"Hufflepuff wins!" Lee Jordan shouted.

The Hufflepuff Quidditch team had helped Cassia, who was clutching her ribs, to the infirmary and stayed around before Harry, Hermione, Ron, Lily, and Sally-Anne came in. Well, more like Harry ran in and the others trailed a little farther behind. When they showed up the Quidditch team walked up.

Lily and Sally-Anne gathered around as the Gryffindors circled Cassia's bed.

"Are you okay?" asked Harry.

"Applebee thinks that I got broken ribs," Cassia said, holding her ribs. She was breathing heavily.

"He didn't try to throw you off." Hermione said. "I wonder why."

Cassia was confused, "Who?"

"Snape," replied Ron, as if it should've been obvious.

"Oh," replied Cassia. "He has to be an idiot to attempt to throw me off, a few weeks after trying to throw Harry off."

"And he's not an idiot," Lily pointed out. "Especially if he tried throwing Harry off two weeks before that." She wasn't sure what to believe. It didn't make sense why a teacher would throw off a student from their broomstick.

"'If?'" Ron repeated, incredulously. "We saw him try to—"

"Let's not have a row," Cassia interrupted. "Especially since Christmas is coming in. And I don't think Madam Pomfrey would appreciate having first-years arguing in her infirmary."

"I agree with Cassia," Hermione said in a small voice.

Before anyone can respond, Madam Pomfrey, the matron of the infirmary, came rushing forward. "Out. Out. I have to mend her ribs. She'll be right as rain in a few hours, then you can talk to her."

The first-years didn't want to argue with her, so they left, although Harry squeezed Cassia's arm, before leaving. Madam Pomfrey had Cassia take off the Quidditch robes and got to work on mending Cassia's ribs.