Krestena's Second Year: Book 2

Training and Mud-blood

Krestena's POV

I was having a marvelous dream about my father being free when I was shaken awake by Angelina and Katie. "You two better have good reason for waking me up at the crack of dawn" I state glaring at them. Katie took a step back while Angelina held her hands up in surrender.

"It's time for Quidditch practice" Angelina states.

"I'm going to kill Oliver" I growl as I got up and changed into my Quidditch robes. Hermione and my other two dorm-mates were still asleep. Lucky buggers.

We headed down to the Quidditch pitch together and when we arrived the twins were already there with Oliver. He seemed to be the only one fully awake. "Oliver you better not wake me this early again" I tell him sternly as I sit up against the wall. Angelina and Katie sat opposite me yawning.

"It's all about my new training routine" Oliver states.

"When I'm captain, I'll never wake my team this early" I tell him.

"Hear, hear" Fred and George state agreeing. Oliver pulled out a blackboard that had diagrams on it as Harry entered the room. He sat beside me and Oliver spent the next twenty minutes going through that board of new tactics. But turns out he had another two boards underneath it. Needless to say I wanted to kill him now more then ever for having someone waking me up at the crack of dawn.

Oliver then asked if we had any question. "I have a question Oliver" George states raising a hand. "Why couldn't you tell us this yesterday when we were awake?" he asks.

"George I agree with you" I state before Oliver could reply. "But the Quidditch cup should have been ours last year" I remind him. "We are the best time in this school and it was only due to circumstances out of our control. We didn't get it last year" I remind everyone. Harry and I bowed our heads as we were in the hospital wing during the last match of the year.

"She's right, which is why we have to practice harder then ever to remain the best team. Now let's go put these new theories to the test" Oliver states. We grab our brooms and walk out onto the pitch to see Hermione in the stands with Ron. Who asked if we had finished yet and Harry called back saying we hadn't started yet.

"Fred, George last one in the air is a rotten bludger" I declare and we kick off the ground hard. I was up first with them tying for second place. "You are both rotten bludgers" I tell them smirking while they sent playful glares my way. As practice started I noticed Collin Creevey taking photos of Harry mainly. I giggle as I pass the Quaffle to Katie.

Then I spotted a group of Green heading our way and I wasn't the only one. George noticed as well and he told Oliver. We all flew down and landed in front of the Slytherin Quidditch team. Oliver then started yelling at Flint saying how he'd booked the pitch for Gryffindor. "Oliver relax, I'm sure Flint has a good explanation for this" I state holding his arm.

"I do, here is a signed note from Professor Snape" Flint states smirking as he hands Oliver a piece of parchment. "Besides there is plenty of room for all of us" he adds.

"You have a new seeker, who?" Oliver asks after reading the note. Draco then steps out from behind Flint and I squealed happily.

"I'm so proud of you cuz, finally some real competition" I state smiling. "Let me guess those are want you and Uncle Lucius got in Diagon Alley while I did something else" I say looking at the new brooms.

"Those are Nimbus 2001s" Ron states as he and Hermione appeared. "What's he doing here?" he asks glaring at Draco.

"I'm the new Slytherin Seeker Weasley and everyone was admiring the brooms my father got the team" Draco tells him. "By the Krestena if you want one all you have to do is join Slytherin and be on our team" he tells me.

"No thanks Draco, I'm happy with my broom. Besides it's not the broom that matters, it's how you fly it" I state. I high five the twins who smiled at me while the two chasers hugged me. Oliver sent me a smile as well.

"At least no one on the Gryffindor had to buy their way in, they got on the team from pure talent" Hermione states.

"No one asked for your opinion, you filthy little Mud-blood" Draco sneers. Ron tried to hex him, but it back fired. Harry and Hermione took Ron to Hagrid while I stayed put. I stepped up to a laughing Draco and slapped him hard across the face.

"No one is allowed to speak my friends that way, not even you" I snarl through clutched teeth. I stormed off the pitch with the others behind me and the twins were laughing. The other three looked worried though. "Don't worry guys, I won't get in trouble for hitting him" I tell them. They relaxed and we went to Gryffindor tower changing into muggle clothes. The twins pulled me over to Lee and we started to discuss prank ideas.

A/N

Picture above of Flint and Draco Malfoy.