way to go, tiger | Lorenzo Berkshire

Y4 | 17 . Valentine's Day 1994

KING OF MY HEART — TAYLOR SWIFT
'And all at once you are the one I have been waiting for; King of my heart, body and soul.'

By February, Cassie can go about her day feeling better. She still has her days where she misses Amos and reminisces over her childhood, but overall, she's happy. When she went back to school, her friends did everything in their power to cheer her up and make her smile every day.

And it's safe to say, it bloody worked.

On the Friday before Valentine's day, Cassie is walking onto the Quidditch pitch for practice. She walks ahead of her team, looking down at her clipboard with ideas. She wants to focus on her chasers today then come up with some team-building exercises. Hooch has asked her to time everyone's lap time so there's also that to do.

It's a lot to remember, but Cassie manages. She loves being captain and is already doing a much better job than Flint. Lots of Durmstrang boys watch practice nowadays— it's good, it puts pressure on the team. Now, Krum nods at her in the hallways after watching her coach this team. It does admittedly make her feel good about herself, like it's a reminder she's doing well.

And on top of that, Slytherin are currently at the top of the league. Lower lap times and teamwork equal more points— which Cassie hopes will benefit their case this afternoon.

"Right, the first thing I wanna do today to get out of the way are your lap times." she announces, and it already earns a groan from Mattheo, Theo and Blaise. "I know, it's annoying but Hooch gives me no choice." she sighs. "You will take turns doing five laps of the pitch as quickly as you can. Lower lap times means higher points for us, which then means a higher possibility of the cup this year."

"Aren't we already at the top?" Theo asks.

"Yeah, that doesn't mean we're going to stay there. Gryffindor have their lap times next week so we have a headstart. We all know they're our biggest threat, so beating them is pretty much essential. We don't want another rerun of second year, do we?" Cassie asks.

"Fuck no." Lexi scoffs.

"Okay. I'm gonna start with you, Blaise, because yours seems to be the highest." Cassie smiles. He sighs and gets on his broom, knowing the drill by now. Cassie looks up at the huge clock on one of the stands— which has a setting that you time lapse on when needed. "Right, whilst I'm doing this with each of you, I want you lot doing a teambuilding exercise. Mattheo, use one of the ones Hooch gave us last year— Flint's were shit."

Mattheo nods. "Yes, ma'am."

She hops on her Firebolt and hovers in the middle of the pitch. "Right, on the count of three, Blaise!"

He nods and prepares himself on his broom. Cassie turns to the clock and flicks her wand the moment he takes off. He does five long laps of the pitch (which is 500 foot long, and 180 foot wide), and it takes him 4 minutes and 59 seconds to complete. That's better than Blaise's last score— which was 5 minutes and 3 seconds.

Cassie high fives him on the way back down. "Not bad at all, Blaise. Well done." she smiles.

Next one up is Theo, whose ego is way too large for his just below average lap times. The average on a decent broom is 4 minutes and 34 seconds— Theo's scores have an average of 5 minutes 10 seconds. He completes it in 4 minutes 43 seconds this time.

Cassie is so happy with him when they get to the floor that she literally jumps on him with excitement. "I'm so fucking proud!" she exclaims, jumping up and down grabbing his shoulders.

"Merlin's tits Cass." he chuckles.

As she writes down his time, she shakes her head with a grin. "Four minutes." she mutters under her breath.