"Catch it, James!" Alyssa Finnigan yelled out, urging the Gryffindor Seeker (and Team Captain) on as he neared the Golden Snitch.

"Working on it!" James called back, "Pay attention to your own position, Aly!"

Alyssa nodded her head and turned just in time to see a Bludger zooming towards her. She ducked and the Bludger missed her head by only a few inches.

Michael Wood, a Gryffindor Chaser, spotted Alyssa hovering alone and tossed her the Quaffle. She caught it and quickly raced off towards the goal posts.

Maria Griffin, one of the Ravenclaw Chasers, zoomed by Alyssa and snatched the Quaffle out of her hands. She tossed the ball with amazing accuracy and speed, sending it past Lily Potter, the Gryffindor Keeper, and through the left-most goal post.

Alyssa swore loudly and glanced up at James, who was in the process of trying to out-race Roxanne Weasley to get the Snitch.

James pressed himself as low as possible against his broom and sped up towards the Snitch, which flashed gold in the sunlight. Roxanne sped up, too, and stretched out her hand. She closed her fingers around thin air, and cursed. James smiled and grabbed the gold flash of light. He proudly opened his hand showed the screaming crowd the Golden Snitch, struggling to escape his fingers.


"You got lucky," Maria assured James, laughing, "We'll beat you next time."

"Funny, Roxanne seems to think the same thing," James said, smiling at his best friend, "And the Scamander Twins, too. You all seem to think its luck. But that's where your wrong, O friend of mine. That's what I call skill."

Maria snorted. "You wouldn't know skill if it got stuck in that messy bed-head of yours."

James feigned being offended and ran his fingers through his messy, jet-black hair.

"There you are," a new voice said, and Maria and James turned to see Alyssa Finnigan climb through the Gryffindor common room portrait hole. "James, I wanted to ask you if…well I was wondering if you wanted to go celebrate our victory…Michael managed to get some Firewhiskey from Hogsmeade. The whole team is in the Room of Requirement."

"Sounds awesome!" James exclaimed, standing up, "Um…Maria, would you mind…?"

"'Course not," Maria said, "Have fun. But remember, it was all luck," she added in a teasing tone.

"Sure it was," James rolled his eyes, and then turned to Alyssa, "I'm gonna go change out of my Quidditch Robes. Be right back."

Then, he ran up to the Boys' dormitory and left Alyssa and Maria alone.

"Luck?" Alyssa snorted, "James is the most talented Quidditch player at Hogwarts. If anyone needs luck, it's you, Griffin."

"Shove it, Finnigan," Maria snarled, "I was joking with him. We are friends, you know."

"Why he's friends with a talentless Muggle-born like you, I'll never know," Alyssa said, brushing her hair over her shoulder.

Maria glared at Alyssa for a moment. "And why he's friends with a snob like you, I'll never know!" she shouted before stomping off. She climbed through the portrait hole and sped off towards Ravenclaw Tower.

When she reached her destination, she found Roxanne, Lorcan, and Lysander sitting in chairs by the fireplace. She sat down in an empty chair and stared at the fire, steaming.

Roxanne looked at her, eyebrows raised.

"Something wrong?" she asked, "It was just one loss…we'll beat Gryffindor next time."

"It's not the game," Maria said, "It's your stupid cousin."

"You'll need to be more specific than that, Maria," Roxanne pointed out, "Half of Hogwarts is made up of Weasley/Potter relatives."

"James," Maria said, "I just can't figure out why he's friends with that horrid bitch, Alyssa Finnigan."

Lorcan and Lysander looked at each other in shock. Maria almost never swore. Even Roxanne looked slightly shocked until she managed to pull herself together and reply.

"Well, although I have to agree with you about Alyssa, she is smart and athletic…just James' type."

"You think he fancies her?" Maria asked.

"Unfortunately, yes he does," Roxanne said, "He told me."

Maria covered her face with her hands and groaned.

"If it makes you feel any better," Lorcan said.

"We did try to hit her with a Bludger a few times during the match," Lysander finished.

"Almost got her a few times too," Lorcan laughed, "Missed her by an inch."

Maria couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled up, and Roxanne joined in.


James took a swing from his bottle of Firewhiskey and smiled at the rest of his team. Alyssa came up from behind him and wrapped her hands around his arm. He blushed a furious shade of red and the Firewhiskey slid from his hand, smashing onto the floor. Someone, he didn't pay attention who, was kind enough to wave their wand and clean it up for him.

Alyssa laughed and gave him a swift kiss on the cheek. Before James had time to respond with anything more than a shocked glance, Lily was next to him. She grabbed his other arm and tugged her away from Alyssa.

"What was that for?" James asked, glaring at her.

"I don't like her, James," Lily said matter-of-factly, "I see the way she looks at you. It's not the same as the way you look at her."

James looked offended, and then disguised it in anger.

"What do you know? You're 13!"

"13 and apparently a lot smarter than my sixth year brother," Lily rolled her eyes, "She'll hurt you James…" Lily's tone turned protective, "I don't trust her."

"Well I do," James said, "She's sweet to me. I mean, 'til now I thought it was because we were friends…but I think she fancies me, Lil."

"Fancies?" Lily sputtered, "Alyssa Finnigan has never fancied anyone. The only thing she fancies is a good shag."

"Come off it, Lily," James growled, "She's a good person."

He stormed away as Lily's eyebrows shot up above her hairline. "A good person on what planet?" she muttered, shaking her head and turning to join a conversation between Jason Baker and Michael Wood, the two Chasers besides Alyssa.

"James," Alyssa purred, "Why don't we go celebrate…somewhere else?"

"W-where exactly is that?" James asked, losing his cool attitude for a moment.

"Say….your room?" Alyssa asked, "You're roommates aren't there, so we could be alone."

James looked around. "Well…no they're not. Michael and Jason are both here."

"So let's go," Alyssa chirped happily, grabbing James' arm and pulling him out of the Room of Requirement.

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