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Time had passed in Liliannas first year and now it was her second year. Bill had left Hogwarts to go and explore the world with the ministry, and Charlie was in his sixth year. She wouldn't admit it to her older brothers knowing they would full well tease her but she would miss them when both left.
Bill always knew how to make her laugh and Charlie was always there with open arms for his little sister. Both always willing to listen to her odd ramblings about Professor Snape and Professor Kettleburn.
This year the oldest Weasley girl was more then determined to make it on the Ravenclaw quidditch team and to show that she wasn't just some cute little twelve year old. She wanted to be that girl that when people saw her down the hall they would wave and say hi to, and she wanted to be more then just a ginger Weasley or the sister of Charlie and Bill.
"You a Weasley?" Max asked. Maxine Lowe was the Ravenclaw captain for the past two years, one of the longest to be captain for a while now. Some thought there was a curse since Ravenclaw always went through captains as easily as breathing. They always got some sort of injury or didn't have time for Quidditch.
She had a button nose that was red from the cold breeze sweeping through the grounds, her ivory toned skin had freckles scattered across it, icy blue eyes that seemed to watch everything like a hawk and Raven coloured hair pulled up into a pony tail.
Maxine continued to stare at her clipboard unsure if the twelve year old would make any real progress on her team. She could see the red hair perfectly and the slight resemblance between her and Charlie. How she hated the curly red head captain. Always smirking when he caught the snitch it was just too bad he hardly one a game with his team. "Yup my brother is one of the best players on the Gryffindor team" she snipped out trying her best not to show her irritation at how she was just a Weasley.
"How good are you?" Her dull tone made her more nervous.
She was hardly ever nervous but the way Maxine's cool blue eyes narrowed at her curiously made her want to start tapping "Pretty good I think, at least that's what Bill and Charlie say- I'm usually a chaser" nodding quickly at her words she wrote something next to her name that she couldn't just see due to her short height.
"Alright Lilliana lets see what you are made of aye?" The Ravenclaw captain Kicked off her broom and made her way up to the centre of the field.
