- Slytherins Beauty -

Chapter 11

I'm gonna start writing in third person so I can describe things more, I'll switch to a character's POV but it will most likely be third person from now on :] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Circe took her first step out onto the quidditch fields and a rush of adrenaline kicked in She stared in awe, there were tall towers standing right around the stadium cloaked in the four house colours. "This is amazing!" she whispered under her breath.

"Hey, idiot! unless you wanna be the first to get dropped I suggest you get your arse over here!" a boy growled, Circe turned around and was met with a group of boys, no girls insight, as she thought it would be like.

All the boys were muscular and bigger than Circe but that wouldn't stop her, she was gonna do this for Draco and her beloved friends.

She scanned the crowd and managed to pick out the boy who had yelled to her, he was slim but brawny and had slicked-back black hair, with a familiar scowl plaster on his face. 'Where had she seen someone scowl like that' she thought.

Then it hit her this boy is the pride of Slytherin, the Captain of the Quidditch team, the soon-to-be National player, THE Marcus Flint. Circe mentally slapped herself and followed orders.

In Front of the group of tryouts stood the 'unholy trinity' a nickname given to them by the other houses of Hogwarts. They were known for breaking bones, shattering dreams, and playing dirty, The group consisted of Marcus Flint, Adrian Pucey, and Cassius Warrington the three Slytherin chasers, a force to be reckoned with. The rest were 6th-year beaters, Miles Bletchley as seeker and Draco's idol Terence Higgs as seeker.

They were what Circe aspired to be in the quidditch world.

"Alright, you pillocks! Pucey here is gonna take you for warm-up laps, if you're too slow then your out!" Marcus roared, "Now get your arses going!" he added as he push Pucey to move faster.

They were two laps in, Pucey was fast but Circe was right on his broom tail she looked behind and could see that everyone was lagging behind and half of the tryout group had already been dismissed. Marcus was ruthless.

After what seemed to be like forever the group landed, Circe glanced over to what was left and there was only eight remaining 'shit' she whispered.

"Alright, dipsticks that wasn't half bad... if you were my nana! Pucey you almost got outflown by a girl! Trial Beaters go with them, Trial keepers that way, and Trial chasers stay here!" Everyone began to move to their designated areas. Once everyone was in their groups that's when the real tryout began.

The Slytherin Beaters had the tryouts hitting bludger after bludger back and forth it was brutal the three didn't make it. The Miles Bletchley had the tryouts practicing with quaffles and hoops he told them to block as many shots Marcus or Pucey threw at them, long story short Marcus dismissed all three.

Lastly was the chaser trials Circe was teamed up with Flint and was up against Warrington and the other tryout, the goal was to score three times against your opponent without getting knocked off your broom, hit with a bludger or dropping the quaffle kinda like a real quidditch game with fewer players.

"You better catch my passes twirp or so help me!" Marcus sneered clenching his fist, "Yeah I got it you prick!" Circe yelled instantly regretting her words, Marcus stared for a few then his sneer turned into a smirk, "You better!" he growled in an amused tone.

A whistle was heard from Pucey to start the trial and Marcus instantly dived for the quaffle followed by Warrington, Marcus caught the quaffle and threw it with all his force straight to Circe, she caught it with a gasp, it felt like a bludger had hit her right in the chest.

Coughing in between breaths she sped straight to the hoops perfectly performing corkscrew twists until she was sandwiched by Warrington and the other tryout, gasping for air she dropped the quaffle down to Marcus who flew and scored by throwing a trick shot.

Circe regained her breathing and flew next to Marcus, "Not bad twirp! But it could be better" he sneered "Get ready for the next one" he added bumping Circe with his shoulder. She scowled 'he wants to see better does he, I'll show this dunderhead!' she thought to herself gripping her broom.

The quaffle was released and Circe dived as fast as she could for the quaffle immediately scooping it up and zipped straight for the hoops, The other tryout tried to stop her but her elbow met him straight in the nose knocking him out, and he fell off his broom. Circe didn't take notice of this, she was determined to score and she did.

Pucey was laughing his arse off while Warrington was trying to get the trainee to consciousness, "That was bloody brilliant!" Pucey howled clutching his stomach and wiping an imaginary tear away. Marcus looked like he was gonna kill the trainee.

After all, he broke one of the rules, don't fall off.

Circe landed and Pucey came and congratulated her saying how she'd fit right into the team, Even the beaters came up to her and asked if her elbow was okay, to which she replied with a nod She was beyond happy until Marcus cleared his throat.

"Tryouts are over everyone leave!" he yelled and everyone did.

Marcus turned to Circe, "Since there are no spots open you will be my backup chaser, I'll teach you everything I know twirp, so don't make me regret my decision!" he sneered. Circe was exploding with joy but was set on keeping it hidden in front of the captain.

"Thanks, Marcus" she smiled, "Just call me Flint no one calls me Marcus" he huffed rolling his eyes, She nodded and ran to the Slytherin common room.

Circe spent hours at the tryouts so it was almost dinner time but she was dying to tell Draco the news. She ran around corridor after corridor, down multiple flights of stairs but she was stopped by none other than Terence Higgs, The Slytherin seeker.

Terence is the best seeker in Hogwarts, being taught by Higgs is like winning a dragon according to Draco.

"Hey, Caldonius can I ask you a question?" turning around she nodded. " Do you think Draco would like to be my protege? I'm graduating next year and I want him to be the next Slytherin seeker." Higgs asked shyly, even though Higgs looks confident and intimidating on the quidditch field he's actually the shyest person on the team.

"Sure Higgs Draco would love to!" She smiled, Circe was erupting with excitement.

Finally, she made it to the dungeons.

She was tired, it took a minute or two for Circe to catch her breath, and when she finally did she almost screamed the past word and burst into the common room tripping on the welcome carpet face-first into the ground.

!!CLIFFHANGER!!!

Hey what did you think of this chapter, That fall must have hurt!!!

anyway hope you liked it Be ready for the next chapter!!!