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Hermione and Ron walked with me to the Quidditch Pitch. I saw Lex running towards us with a nervous look on her face. Still, she was gorgeous! Wait, what?! She had golden blond, wavy hair to her shoulders and was wearing a long, brown trench coat. As to why, I didn't know. She tackled me in a hug, whispering that I'd be fine.

"Thanks, Lex. Why are you so nervous?" I asked her as she pulled away.

"'s a surprise," she answered after a bit.

"Okay.......," I said awkwardly.

"Anyway, Harry. Good luck, you'll do great," she told me. I gave her an 'are you sure?' look and she did the last thing I expected. She kissed me! Granted, on the cheek but still! The spot her lips touched was warm and tingly. It felt nice. I guess it caught her off guard too, because she immediately apologized.

"Its fine, Lex," I told her, knowing that I'd probably put a tomato to shame because of how red my face would be. She nodded and told me I'd better hurry off. I nodded and ran off to the tent.


"Soooo, Harry huh?" Hermione smirked at me. I blushed Gryffindor scarlet and shoved her.

"Oh shut up. I need a seat where we can see the Black Lake," I said as we walked to the Quidditch pitch.

"Why?" Ron asked.

"It's a me thing," I answered. Actually, it was in case Harry had an accident. If he fell of his broom, I couldn't help unless I could see the lake. The two nodded and led me up to the stands, where I glared at the Slytherins, mostly just because I could. Also because they would do anything to make Gryffindor loose, including hurting Harry. Malfoy showed up to taunt us once we reached out seats.

"I know how they pick the players for the Gryffindor Quidditch team," he snarled, the sun being reflected off of his gelled back, platinum hair. "It's who they feel sorry for," he smirked. I turned red in the face from anger. "The Weasleys, the poorest family they is, and Potter with no family. You should join Longbottom, you've no brains," he snarled.

"I'm worth twelve of you, Malfoy," Neville stammered.

"Actually Neville, no. A rock is worth twelve of him. You are worth sixty-three of him," I said with a smirk. Neville smiled at me and Draco glared.

"How do you afford the comet 260, Weasley?" Draco just kept digging his own hole. Ron jumped over the seat and tackled Goyle, who had stepped in front of Draco. I turned around and punched Malfoy hard in the face, I left his nose bleeding but no pain in my hand. Wow, either he's really sensitive or I'm really strong. I put my hands in my brown trench coat after pushing up my glasses and watched as the Quidditch teams walked onto the pitch.

"Welcome to the first Quidditch game of the season! Slytherin VS. Gryffindor!" Lee commentated. I cheered, and then got cold feet. "However, before we begin, Princess Alexia is going to put on a quick show!" People cheered, confused, as I made my way to the center of the pitch, between the two teams. I took my trench coat off and felt much less self conscious. I had a scarlet dress to my knees with a silver belt, silver bracelets, silver earrings, my locket, a silver tiara with a red gem, and silver strappy sandals. Showing Gryffindor and Slytherin colors.

"Sonarus," I cast as I pointed my wand at my neck. Professor McGonnagle taught me this spell a few days after I'd agreed to do this. My voice was amplified. "Hi, everybody," I started nervously. "Well, this is my first time performing in front of a large crowd so I'm going to try my hardest. I like to sing, so if you don't like it then that's your problem," I smiled. I was becoming more confident by the letter. "I was asked to sing a couple of songs, but I don't think the Quidditch team would like to stand out for ten minutes," I looked to the players. Harry nodded for me to go ahead and sing. I nodded and returned my attention to the audience. "Okay. This song represents me so I hope you all like it," I finished. I cleared my throat and sang 'Shake it off' by Taylor Swift, switching bella good hair to head a good hair. I ended in a smile, and cheers echoing through the stands and even the pitch! "Glad you all like it!" I told the cheering crowd. "Quietus," I cast, making my voice normal. I put my wand in the pocket of the trench coat and turned to the players. "Good luck. Don't die. If you fall, I'll catch you if I deem you worthy," I told them seriously. They all nodded.

"You sounded awesome!" Fred praised me. I blushed a brighter red than my dress.

"Thanks," I said shyly. I gave Harry a quick hug, telling him that I'd be there if he needed me, and headed back to the stands.

"Who knew the gorgeous Hogwarts Royal was also so extremely talented! Voice of an angel, she's got!" Lee praised from the commentator's box. I blushed even darker, saw Harry turn jealousy red, and heard Professor McGonnagle scold Lee. I sat down beside Hermione and Neville as Madame Hooch began the game.

"I want a nice, clean game. From all of you," she looked to the Slytherins as they rose in the air. They nodded and Madame Hooch threw the Quaffle into the air.


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