GRYFFINDOR VERSUS RAVENCLAW.

"Finally." Sirius grins, he have been wishing of washing a good quidditch match for a while now.

It looked like the end of Weasley and Granger's friendship. Each was so
angry with the other that Neville couldn't see how they'd ever make
up. Weasley was enraged that Granger had never taken Crookshanks's
attempts to eat Scabbers seriously, hadn't bothered to keep a close enough watch on him, and was still trying to pretend that Crookshanks was innocent by suggesting that Weasley look for Scabbers under all the boys' beds.

Granger, meanwhile, maintained fiercely that Weasley had no proof that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers, that the ginger hairs might have been there since Christmas, and that he had been prejudiced against her cat ever since Crookshanks had landed on Ron's head in the Magical Menagerie.

"Who is going to tell him?" Barty snickers, he was not surprise to see
a Weasley being so stupid.

Weasley had taken the loss of his rat very hard indeed.

"He really did!" Draco grins.

"Come on, Ron, you were always saying how boring Scabbers was," said Fred bracingly. "And he's been off-color for ages, he was wasting away. It was probably better for him to snuff it quickly- one swallow- he probably didn't feel a thing."

"Fred, my pretty boy!" Aelora smile.

"Fred!" said Ginny indignantly.

"Great..." Aelora's smile falter.

"All he did was eat and sleep, Ron, you said it yourself," said George. "He
bit Goyle for us once!" Ron said miserably. "His finest hour," said Fred, unable to keep a straight face.

"We should adopt them." Gideon tells his brother in a low whisper.

"We kidnap them?" Fabian asks.

"Of course." His twin replies in a matter of fact tone.

"Let the scar on Goyle's finger stand as a lasting tribute to his memory. Oh, come on, get yourself down to Hogsmade and buy a new rat, what's the point of moaning?"

Coventina who was annoyed by their constant arguing found herself even more annoyed at the rat.

Peter shivers, Coventina really hate him.

Madam Hooch, who was still overseeing Gryffindor practices to keep an eye on Coventina, was just as impressed with the Firebolt as everyone else had been. She took it in her hands before takeoff and gave them the benefit of her professional opinion.

"Look at the balance on it! If the Nimbus series has a fault, it's a slight list to the tail end- you often find they develop a drag after a few years. They've updated the handle too, a bit slimmer than the Cleansweeps, reminds me of the old Silver Arrows- a Pity they've stopped making them. I learned to fly on one, and a very fine old broom it was too...."

She continued in this vein for some time, until Wood said, "Er- Madam
Hooch? Is it okay if Coventina has the Firebolt back? We need to practice." "Oh right- here you are, then, Miss Potter," said Madam Hooch. "I'll sit  over here with Miss Nikova."

She and Aelora left the field to sit in the stadium, and the Gryffindor team gathered around Wood for his final instructions for tomorrow's match.

"So princess," Wood started, princess he started calling her, even the twins found a nickname for her.

Draco snickers the moment he saw Antares shifts with an annoyed sigh.

"I've just found out who Ravenclaw is playing as Seeker. It's Cho Chang. She's a fourth year, and she's pretty good, I really hoped she wouldn't be fit, she's had some problems with injuries..."

Coventina scoffed softly, 'Hmfp.' She thinks to herself.

Aerys humms softly.

Wood scowled his displeasure that Cho Chang had made a full recovery, then said, "On the other hand, she rides a Comet Two Sixty, which is going to look like a joke next to the Firebolt." He gave Coventina's broom a look of fervent admiration, then said, "Okay, everyone, let's go!"

And at long last, Coventina mounted her Firebolt, her dark brown hair tied up in a pony tails, and kicked off from the ground. It was better than she'd ever dreamed. The Firebolt turned with the lightest touch; it seemed to obey her thoughts rather than her grip; it sped across the field at such speed that the stadium turned into a green-and-gray blur; Coventina turned it so sharply that Alicia Spinnet screamed, then she went into a perfectly controlled dive, brushing the grassy field with her toes before rising thirty, forty, fifty feet into the air again.

"GO PRONGSLETTE!!"

"That my cute cub!"

"THAT'S MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITC-"

"The match haven't even start yet..." Regulus shakes his head.

"Coventina, I'm letting the Snitch out!" Wood called. Coventina turned and raced a Bludger toward the goal posts; she outstripped it easily, saw the Snitch dart out from behind Wood, and within ten seconds had caught it tightly in her hand.

"Damn! Ten second?"

The team cheered madly. Coventina let the Snitch go again, gave it a minute's head start, then tore after it, weaving in and out of the others; she spotted it lurking near Katie Bell's knee, looped her easily, and caught it again. It was the best practice ever; the team, inspired by the presence of the Firebolt in their midst, performed their best moves faultlessly, and by the time they hit the ground again, Wood didn't have a single criticism to make, which, as George Weasley pointed out, was a first.

"I can't see what's going to stop us tomorrow!" said Wood. "Not unless-
Coventina, you've sorted out your dementor problem, haven't you?" "Yeah," said Coventina, thinking of her Patronus.

"A fierce girl and a fierce animal," Pandora smiles sweetly.

Walburga looks at her youngest son's best friend. "A seer..." She whispered.

"The dementors won't turn up again, Oliver. Dumbledore'd go ballistic,"
said Fred confidently. "Well, let's hope not," said Wood. "Anyway good work, everyone. Let's get back to the tower turn in early."

Night had fallen, she was halfway
toward the castle when Coventina glancing to her left, saw something that made her heart turn over- a pair of eyes, gleaming out of the darkness.

Coventina stopped dead. She pulled out her wand and muttered, "Lumos!" A beam of light fell across the grass, hit the bottom of a tree, and illuminated its branches; there, crouching among the budding leaves, was Crookshanks.

"That cat remind me of Regulus-oww!" A whimper escape Evan's lips as Regulus kicks his feet.

"That's hurt..." He complains childishly.

"I know." Regulus reply without regret.

"Oh, kitty cat." She whispered and let out a sigh as she set off for the castle once more. Coventina had reached the well-lit entrance hall. She went down to breakfast the next morning.

As She entered the Great Hall, heads turned in the direction of the Firebolt, and there was a good deal
of excited muttering. She saw, with enormous satisfaction, that the Slytherin team were all looking thunderstruck.

Sirius grins, he loves seeing Slytherin helpless-not in a dangerous way but when it come to Quidditch, its different.

"Put it here, Princess." Wood said, laying the broom in the middle of the table and carefully turning it so that its name faced upward. People from the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables were soon coming over to look. Cedric Diggory came over to congratulate Coventina on having acquired such
a superb replacement for her Nimbus, and Percy's Ravenclaw girlfriend, Penelope Clearwater, asked if she could actually hold the Firebolt.

"Diggory, Zabini, Wood, and those two filthy bastard." Antares gritted his teeth, unspoken anger could be seen in his eyes.

"Calm down, your possessiveness is beginning to show." Coventina smirks
at him.

"Is that so? Careful then, ma cherie,
it can get quiet bloody. You know that, don't you?" He whispers to her in a cold tone.

Coventina smiles, she looks back at the screen.

"Eww..." Thanatos mumble, he looks like a child.

"Now, now, Penny, no sabotage!" said Percy heartily as she examined the
Firebolt closely. "Penelope and I have got a bet on," he told the team. "Ten Galleons on the outcome of the match!" Penelope put the Firebolt down again, thanked Coventina, and went back to her table.

"It's like the damn Firebolt is an expensive thing in a meseum." Achilles comments.

"No shit, Sherlock." Sirius says.

"I swear, guys, how do you even know Sherlock?" Remina asks Sirius.

"I heard someone saying it once." Sirius shrugs.

"Coventina- make sure you win," said Percy, in an urgent whisper. "I haven't got ten Galleons. Yes, I'm coming, Penny!" And he bustled off to join her in a piece of toast.

"Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?" said a cold, drawling voice. Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Coyle right behind him.

"No- she can manage another broom though." Theodore comments with a grin over his lips.

"Nott!" Coventina says flustered.

"What? You have never get a piggy back ride before?" Theodore tilts his head with an innocent expressing on his face.

"Or a moto?" Draco grins sweetly.

"Maybe a horse?" Delphina snickers.

The redder Coventina's face become,
the more her friends were teasing her.

"She did ride my-" Blaise chokes, looking at Aelora.

"My unicorn- she once ride on my unicorn! What the hell, Blaise!" Aelora frowns.

Anastacius sighs at his friends's dirty mind.

"Don't listen to those idiot, ma chérie. Only nonsense come out of their mouth." Antares tells Coventina gently.

"Y-you are right." She cough softly.

She almost pitied him, Draco have been acting as the 'spoiled brat' which was a perfect role for him. Poor him.

Key word: almost.

"Wow...grandmother!" Draco pout with face teary eyes.

"It's does fit you, sweety." Lilia smiles at Draco.

Draco frowns.

Two for Coventina and zero for Draco.

"Yeah, reckon so," said Coventina casually "Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?" said Draco, eyes glittering maliciously. "Shame it doesn't come with a parachute- in case you get too near a dementor." Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.

"Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy," said Coventina. "Then
it could catch the Snitch for you."

The Gryffindor laughed loudly, some Slytherin hold back their own laugher since Draco was one of theirs.

The Gryffindor team laughed loudly. Malfoy's pale eyes narrowed, and he
stalked away. They watched him rejoin the rest of the Slytherin team.

Coventina was amuse by his pout,
not that many saw it.

"Aww, baby boy." Aelora chuckles.

At a quarter to eleven, the Gryffindor team set off for the locker rooms. The weather couldn't have been more different from their match against Hufflepuff. It was a clear, cool day with a very light breeze; there would be no visibility problems this time. They could hear the rest of the school moving into the stadium beyond.

Coventina took off her black school robes, removed her wand from her pocket, and stuck it inside the T-shirt she was going to wear under her Quidditch robes. She only hoped
she wouldn't need it. She wondered suddenly whether Remina or Antares were in the crowd, watching.

"You know what we've got to do," said Wood as they prepared to leave the
locker rooms. "If we lose this match, we're out of the running. Just - just fly like you did in practice yesterday, and we'll be okay!"

"Man is desperate."

"Well what captain is not?"

"Black and Potter." A Ravenclaw point out.

"Understable."

They walked out onto the field to tumultuous applause. The Ravenclaw team, dressed in blue, were already standing in the middle of the field.
Their Seeker, Cho Chang, was the only girl on their team. She was shorter than Coventina by about a head.

"Tsk." Coventina crosses her arms.

"Somebody pissed you off, cousin?" A sly ferret teases.

"No but my fist wish to touch your face, cousin." Coventina glares at him.

"Hrm...no thanks."

She smiled at Coventina who merely ignored her as the teams faced each other behind their captains, "Wood, Davies, shake hands," Madam Hooch said briskly, and Wood shook hands with the Ravenclaw Captain.

"Mount your brooms, on my whistle, three, two, one-" Coventina kicked off into the air and the Firebolt zoomed higher and faster than any other broom; she soared around the stadium and began squinting around for the Snitch, listening all the while the commentary, which was being provided by the Weasley twins' friend Lee Jordan.

"They're off, and the big excitement this match is the Firebolt that Coventina Potter, is flying for Gryffindor- well she is Gryffindor's princess. According to Which Broomstick, the Firebolt's going to be the broom of choice for the national teams at this year's World Championship-"

"Jordan, would you mind telling us what's going on in the match?"
interrupted Professor McGonagall's voice.

The quidditch teams in each houses snickers at Lee Jordan's speech and Professor McGonagalla's annoyance.

"Kids." The woman sighs.

"Right you are, Professor- just giving a bit of background information- the Firebolt, incidentally, has a built-in auto-brake and-"

"Jordan!"

"I like him, he is so cool." Aelora smiles.

"NO!!" Shouts four grown men and four teenagers.

"Geez, she meant as a friend." Marlene tsk at thr overprotectiveness.

"Okay, okay, Gryffindor in possession, Katie Bell of Gryffindor, heading
for goal..." Coventina streaked past Katie in the opposite direction, gazing around for a glint of gold and noticing that Cho Chang was tailing het closely. She was undoubtedly a very good flier- she kept cutting across her, forcing her to change direction.

"Show her your acceleration, Tina!" Fred yelled as he whooshed past in
pursuit of a Bludger that was aiming
for Alicia.

Coventina urged the Firebolt forward
as they rounded the Ravenclaw goal posts and Cho fell behind. Just as Katie succeeded in scoring the first goal of the match, and the Gryffindor end of the field went wild, she saw it- the Snitch was close to the ground, flitting near one of the barriers.

She dived; Cho saw what she was doing and tore after her- Coventina was speeding up, excitement flooding her; dives were her speciality, she was ten feet away- Then a Bludger, hit by one of the Ravenclaw Beaters, came pelting out of nowhere; Coventina veered off course, avoiding it by an inch, and in those few, crucial seconds, the Snitch had vanished.

"That's very good, Pronglestte!" Sirius compliment her softly, yet he was trembling out of excitement.

There was a great "Ooooooh" of disappointment from the Gryffindor
supporters, but much applause for their Beater from the Ravenclaw end. George Weasley vented his feelings by hitting the second Bludger directly at the offending Beater, who was forced to roll right over in midair to avoid it.

"Gryffindor leads by eighty points to zero, and look at that Firebolt go! Potter's really putting it through its paces now, see it turn- Chang's Comet is just no match for it, the Firebolt's precision- balance is really noticeable in these long -"

"JORDAN! ARE YOU BEING PAID TO ADVERTISE FIREBOLTS? GET ON
WITH THE COMMENTARY!"

A roar of laugher was heard in the great hall, Sirius Black was one of the loudest. Then it was Rabastan.

Ravenclaw was pulling back; they had now scored three goals, which put
Gryffindor only fifty points ahead if Cho got the Snitch before her, Ravenclaw would win. Coventina dropped lower, narrowly avoiding a Ravenclaw Chaser, scanning the field frantically, a glint of gold, a flutter of tiny wings- the Snitch was circling the Gryffindor goal post. She accelerated, eyes fixed on the speck of gold ahead, but just then, Cho appeared out of thin air, blocking her.

"COVENTINA, I SWEAR TO MERLIN! IF YOU WIN THIS DAMN MATCH AND YOU WILL EVERY CHOCOLATE THAT YOU WANT!" Wood roared as Coventina swerved to avoid a collision.

"She will totally do it." Regulus mumbles, 'That girl is addict to chocoate.' He thinks.'

"KNOCK HER OFF HER BROOM IF YOU HAVE TO!"

Coventina smirked and caught sight of Cho; she was grinning. The Snitch had vanished again. She turned her Firebolt upward and was soon twenty feet above the game. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Cho following her. She'd decided to mark her rather than search for the Snitch herself. All right, then, if she wanted to tail her, she'd have to take the consequences.

She dived again, and Cho, thinking
she'd seen the Snitch, tried to follow; Coventina pulled out of the dive very sharply; she hurtled downward; she rose fast as a bullet once more, and then saw it, for the third time- the Snitch was glittering way above the field at the Ravenclaw end.

"Tricking her," Marlene nods, she was proud of her non biological niece.

Marlene turns her attention to Lily,
the same girl that used to smile sweet turned into a bitter woman.

She accelerated; so, many feet below, did Cho. He was winning, gaining on
the Snitch with every second then. "Oh!" screamed Cho, pointing. Annoyed, Coventina looked down. Three 'dementors,' three tall, black, hooded dementors, were looking up at her.

"DEMENTOR!!"

She didn't stop to think. Plunging as
hand down the neck of her robes, she whipped out her wand and roared, "Expecto patronum!" Something silver- white, something enormous, erupted from the end of her wand. She knew it had shot directly at the dementors but didn't pause to watch;

"DAMN...sorry for the language."

Her mind still miraculously clear, she looked ahead, she was nearly there. She stretched out the hand still grasping her wand and just managed to close her fingers over the small, struggling Snitch. Madam Hooch's whistle sounded.

Coventina turned around in midair and saw six scarlet blurs bearing down on him; next moment, the whole team was hugging her so hard she was nearly pulled off her broom. Down below she could hear the roars of the Gryffindors in the crowd.

The Potter player shouts happily, so did the Gryffindor who watched the match and saw their house winning the match.

She did say that she hate touch, but for some reason this felt so familiar and she will have to get use to it.

"That's my girl!" Wood kept yelling.

"His girl?" Antares scoffs.

Coventina looked at him, "Your
girl?" She whispered, slightly amuse.

Alicia, Angelina, and Katie had all
hugged Coventina; Fred had her in a grip so tight Coventina felt as though her head would come off in complete disarray, the team managed to make its way back to the ground. Coventina got off her broom and looked up to see a gaggle of Gryffindor supporters sprinting onto the field, Aelora, Anastacius and Delphina.

Before she knew it, she had been engulfed by the cheering crowd.

"Olay, the Princess of Quidditch must have a crown."

"And a Throne."

"WOAH!" Aelora yelled, yanking Cobentina's arm into the air. "Ate
that book teams!"

"I am a book person-" Was left unsaid
by Coventina and Anastacius.

Aelora smiles nervously.

Aerys chuckles, she watches Coventina and instead her eyes let Antares's eyes.

He was happy.

"Well done, Tina!" said Percy, looking delighted. "Ten Galleons to me! Must find Penelope, excuse me-" "Good for you, Coventina!" roared Seamus Finnigan.

"Ruddy brilliant!" boomed Hagrid over the heads of the milling Gryffindors.

"That was quite some Patronus," said a voice in her's ear. Coventina turned around to see Professor Remina, who looked both shaken and pleased.

"The dementors didn't affect me at all," Coventina said amuse. "I didn't feel a thing." She mused.

"Really?" Draco chuckles dryly.

"Poor you." Blaise grins.

"That would be because they- er- weren't dementors," said Professor
Remina. "Come and see- " She led an amuse Coventina out of the crowd
until they were able to see the edge
of the field.

"You gave Draco quite a fright," said Remina who chuckled. Coventina stared. Lying in a crumpled heap on
the ground were Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Marcus Flint, the Slytherin team Captain, all struggling to remove themselves from long, black, hooded robes.

Abraxas snorts at the scene. 'He is clearly Lucius's son.' He thinks to
himself.

Coventina snickers, she knew that Draco would do something stupid, which was why she was annoyed when she was playing.

"Ouch! So mean to me." Draco crosses his arms.

It looked as though Draco had been standing on Goyle's shoulders. Standing over them, with an expression of the utmost fury on
her face, was Professor McGonagall.

Draco secretely flashed Coventina a small smile, which she returned as he mouth, "Sorry, Antares expect me to
be a 'spoiled brat'." She chuckled and nodded.

"An unworthy trick!" Professor McGonagall was shouting. "A low
and cowardly attempt to sabotage the Gryffindor Seeker! Detention for all of you, and fifty points from Slytherin! I shall be speaking to Professor Dumbledore about this, make no mistake! Ah, here he comes now!"

Delphina keep her smile hidden, before kissing Coventina's cheek and decide to follow Draco.

"You are their savior, aren't you?" Alice asks the blonde hair girl gently.

"Their 'healer'." Delphina replies.

"Come on, Tina! Aelora!" said George, fighting her way over. "Party! Gryffindor common room, now!"

"Gryffindor's party is actually the
best." Theodore said with a smile.

"It on like ½ with Slytherin, both on same level."

"Right," said Coventina, and feeling happier than she had in ages, she and the rest of the team led the way, still in their scarlet robes, out of the studium and back up to the castle.

"I LOVE PARTY!!" Aelora grinned next
to Anastacius.

"Of course you do," Emrys smirked.

It felt as though they had already won the Quidditch Cup; the party went on all day and well into the night.

"In your dreams."

"Glad that we are from the future."

Fred and George Weasley disappeared for a couple of hours and returned
with armfuls of bottles of butterbeer, pumpkin fizz, and several bags full of Honeydukes sweets.

"How did you do that?" squealed Angelina Johnson as George started
throwing Peppermint Toads into the crowd. "With a little help from Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs," Fred muttered in Coventina's ear.

"No problem, kids." Sirius nods.

"He can't hear you." Remina tells him.

"He can!"

She smiled and broke away from the table where Fred and George had started juggling butterbeer bottles.

Making her way to the Astronomy tower, her eyes brightening in the dark. She hope her siblings didn't notice her absence. She also hope that to go back home, she missed her father and brother.

Euphemia smiles, though she was having a control problem. Should she push her husband off the couch?"

"Lost in thought, mea dulcis dea?" She hummed elegantly, her eyes narrowed at Antares who was sitting, his back against the wall. "Can't you give me and Draco a break?"

"Some SEASTAR moment!"

"Seastar?" Narcissa whispers confuse.

That's Antares and Coventina's new ship name." Dorcas informs her.

"You? Never. Draco? I just love seeing him suffer and he also pissed me off earlier." He chuckles.

"Hmfp!!"

"Did you watch the match?" She asked reculantly.

"Did you want me to be there?" He looked at her.

She nodded while crossing her arms, "Only because I want you-"

"You want me?" He grinned.

"Delulu is the solulu." Draco whisper grumpily.

"-to see a pouty Malfoy and angry Minnie." She added, her sentence
made him pout.

"See?" Draco grins.

"I may stop chasing after you,
darling." Antares placed his elbows on his knees, his eyes glinting with unplan mischief.

"I didn't know." Coventina grins.

"Wh-... Is that so?" She looked up at the stars and added hesitately. "The amazing reason?"

He sighed amuse. "My grandmother is thinking of engaging me to someone, maybe Cho Chang-"

Coventina frowned, her indiferrence towered the girl turned into annoyance.

"Jealous, jealous~!"

Coventina frowns, she was totally not jealous of that girl.

"Or maybe one of the Greengrass sisters-?" He continued, his eyes still
on her. He could see the annoyed aura toward her.

"The same sister that that blush whenever she saw Anastacius?" Aelora snickers.

Delphina tugged on Anastcius's sleeves with an annoyed experession. "Mine."

"Yours."

"Why are you telling me this? I do
not wish to know with who you will be betrothed to, so quiet it down." She told him with a sharp glare.

"Yes, tell him, sweatheart!" Dorcas supports.

"Yes, go!" Sirius nods.

"That's your son now." Orion tells Alphard.

"You are saying that like you are the one who raised him properly." Alphard rolls his eyes, siping his wine.

He ignores the flash of hurt in Orion's eyes and smirks.

She didn't care if he was going to be engage, she didn't care. She. Didn't. Care. Or did she?

She was confused.

"Are you still?" Antares asks.

"A little."

Antares smirked, his eyes had not
even swip away from her, not even
one second. She was like a bleeding
star, she bleed yet she shine brighter than no other. Antares was always
taken away by her shining aura that could always take away his bitter emotions by just one glance.

"Come here," He told her gently, his tone leaving no argument. Coventina let out a sigh and sit next to him-she didn't stop him from taking off the starry blue scrunchy in her hair.

Nor did she stop him from brushing her silky hair with a silver hair comb that she didn't even see in his hair. But she didn't complain neither.

"You look better with your hair
down." He told her softly.

"Aww."

"Why can't you boys say things like this!"

"Your hair is fabulous Bellatrix." Dorcas grins.

"Go ahead, flirt with my wife in front of me." Rodolphus says sarcasticly.

"Really??" Dorcas smiles.

"Go to hell."

"Let just stay here, tomorrow you can go back to pretending that you hate me and I can pretend that I am your charming prince." She stayed quiet.

Meanwhile The Gryffindor party ended only when Professor McGonagall turned up in her tartan dressing gown and hair net at one in the morning, to insist that they all go to bed.

The Red Star and the Water Goddess were still in their own little world.

"That was..."

"Intense."

James holds Achilles from commiting homicide.