"GO GEORGE, GO FRED, GO HARRY, GO MIKEY!!" I yell gaining a few dirty looks from other people in the Slytherin section.

   "What postion does your brother play?" Draco asks.

 "He's a chaser," I say. The let everyone out and I cheer loudly.

"Hello! Welcome to Hogwart's first Quidditch game of the season! Today's game: Slytherin vs. Gryffindor! The player take their positions as Madam Hooch steps onto the field to begin the game!" Lee Jordan says. I watch closely, "The Bludgers are up. Followed by the Golden Snitch. Remember the Snitch is worth 150 points. The Seeker who catches the Snitch ends the game. The Quaffle is released and the game begins!" The other chase quickly goes after it.  " Angelina Johnson scores! Ten points for Gryffindor!" 

"WOO COME ON MIKEY!!!" I scream. 

"Slytherin tales the quaffle. Bletchey passes to captin Marcus Flint," Lee says.

"COME ON GEORGE, FRED ONE OF YOU," I scream.

"Another Ten Points to Gryffindor!" Lee says.

"So much for being impartial," Draco says.

"Bite me," I say to him. The Slytherin players amp it up and get harsher.  "COME ON BOYS!" I yell. These losers better fight back. Soon Slytherin and Gryffindor are tied. Harry's broom starts going crazy and he looks as if he was about to fall. "Bloody hell? He could fly perfectly ten seconds ago."

"Maybe he's choking," Draco says.

"He better not," I say.

"Marcus is kind of going hard right now," Pansy says.

"Ever notice that Marcus looks like a rapid dog?" I ask.

"He does," Pansy says.

"I see it," Draco nods. Soon he's back up and zipping around once again. Until he stops looking like he's gonna hurl. He coughs and to our amazement its the snitch.

"He caught the snitch!" I yell, "HARRY CAUGHT THE SNITCH."

"Harry caught the snitch, He receives 150 points for catching the snitch. Gryffindor wins!" Lee Jordan yells.

"Holy crap," I say. 

"Damn," Draco says covering his face in shame. I pat his pack reassuringly. 

"We'll get them next time Draco," I say he sighs.

"Maybe if we had some decent players," He says.

"Or a seeker who isn't blind," I say.

"Exactly! Even I could see it from here!" Draco says.

"Maybe you should be our seeker," Pansy says.

"Maybe I will be," He says.

*******
 After the match I spot Harry and the Gryffindor team. I run up and engulf him in a hug. "Congrats!" I yell. 

"Thanks," He says. 

"That was so cool Harry!" I exclaim, "I thought you were going to die!" I move and hug Fred the George next. "You guys too that was great."

"Why thanks," George says.

"We heard you cheering," Fred says, "very inspiring." I pull away from them and chuckle.

"Almost got me killed in my section," I say.

"We love the house betrayal for us," Fred says.

"Well seeing as Flint is an arse, I'm glad you beat us," I say. Just then I see Mikey move away from Oliver Wood and I smirk. I run and tackle him to the ground. "MIKEY!" I yell.

"Bloody hell Y/n you almost gave me a heart attack!" He exclaims. I get up and dust off my clothes. He gets up.

"Congrats on the win," I say.

"Its all thanks to Mr. Harry Potter here," Mikey says.

"Well congrats to you all," I say, "you played a fine game."

"Why thank you sis," Mikey says ruffling my hair, "surprised you have a voice still from that cheering."

"I am very encouraging," I say, "but like I was telling Fred George. The Slytherins around me were pissed."

"I can see why," He says.

"Why then?" I ask.

"Their famous witch is always with Gryffindor," He says, "lowers their status a little."

"You're their trophy witch," George says.

"What?" I ask.

"You are what they show off to say they have the best wizards in Hogwarts," Fred says.

"Its a thing Slytherin does," Mikey says, "it means nothing other than you have a powerful family."

"Yeah our dead parents are sooo powerful," I mock, "I can feel them hexing us from beyond the grave." 

Mikey's POV

 "Y/n its not like that-" It was too late. She had already stomped off.

"Dead parents?" Harry asks lightly.

"Her mother died when she was a baby," I say, "she went after the guy who tried to kill Y/n. She managed to kill him but not his friend. And her father died last year from a Death Eater."

"Death Eater?" Harry asks.

"That's what the guys who work for you know who are called," Fred says.

"Why?" Harry asks.

"You'll learn soon enough Harry," I say, "but in the mean time I need to go comfort my baby sister.."

"She didn't seem upset," Ron says joining us with Hermione, "when we passed her she seemed mad."

"Stages of grief my friends."

Reader POV

    "Aahhhhhhhh," I scream chucking more rocks into the lake. I just want to scream until I can't. Maybe then I can sort this out. But at the moment I was too angry to sort things out. I was pissed. 

   "You throw like a girl," I hear. I turn to see Draco.

"What do you want?" I ask harshly. Still chucking the rocks in.

 "I can hear you screaming from inside the dormitories," He says.

"And?" I ask.

"And I wanted to see what's wrong," He says, "So. What's bothering you?" I turn to him and sigh.

"Is our house using my name to show off?" I ask, "like by saying 'Oh we have a Cultven. Known for being one of the strongest families' something like that."

"Kinda," He says, "but less about your name and more about what you've already done."

"Like what?" I ask.

"Preform spells on the first try, blowing through potions with ease, flying like a professional," He says.

"Yeah I had to work to do those things," I say.

"Yeah unlike Potter," He says, "you show talent and dedication through work. He shows dumb luck. So yeah our house shows you off. But in a good way." I smile and wrap my arms around him. After a couple seconds he gives up and he hugs back.

"Thank you Draco," I say still hugging him.

"No problem," He says and pulls away, "now stop the bloody screaming." 

"Fineee," I say in defeat. I chuckle as he walks back to the school leaving me alone. 

"Into Snakes now are we?" Mikey asks as he walks towards me.

"He's a friend," I say.

"Does he know that?" He asks.

"Yes," I say.

"You okay?" He asks dropping his happy mood. I sit down and he follows suit.

"Yeah," I say, "I'm just tired of people using us for our name."

"I understand," He says. 

"Its stupid," I say, "then they want to talk about Mom and Dad and I just- It makes me mad."

"Hey I get it," He says, "I was here when it happened. Around these people. Who were walking on eggshells around me."

"It sucks," I say leaning my head on his shoulder.

"It does," He says.