The Quidditch Pitch

"Any." Nicolas said. "But I'll be a Keeper."

He flew to one of the goal post. "Let's see if you can get anything through me."

((Remember the twins are quick, they don't need signels to each other to pass, so the are hard to play against))

The twins smirked.

"Lets see if he is as good as he thinks he is, what to you say brother"

"Oh yes.... "

Then the twins quickly flew in eretic formation pasing the quaffle to each other quickly.

Once they near scoring range Aiden faked a attempt to score and passed the Amy who throw quickly toward the empty hoop infront of her

((HA but Nicolas is an insane Quidditch Player))

Suddenly out of no where, Nick came out and blocked the Quaffle just in time.

He passed it to one of the twins with a smirk.

Amy caught the quaffle and she and Aiden looped back around formulating a plan.

"Think it will work?" Amy while flying back to the middle of the pitch to make there "Attack" run.

"I hope so... I don't like him, his cousin maybe a goody two shoes, but at least she has a little sence" thought Aiden.

"Hmm alright lets go, ready?"

"Of course sis"

With that the twins took off at full speed toward the hoops

Passing the quaffle almost continuously until they got close to the scoring area.

Aiden throw the quaffle making it look as if he over throw as it went passed the hoop.

Amy however zipped over to it, caught it and from behind the hoops she aimed it at the hoop furthest form Nicolas and throw it.

Nicolas didn't even bother to go for the Quaffle. Instead he got is wand out and shouted "Immobulus!" at the in coming ball.

He caught it and smirked.

Amy looked at Nicolas, not impressed.

"Hey Amy, I think the sorting hat made a mistake with this guy. What was it thinking making him a Gryffie, really... He wants to marry his cousin, he smirks all the time AND he cheats in Quidditch. He should have been placed in Slytherin, what do you think?"

Amy turned to her brother acting as if Nicolas wasn't there.

"oh yes the hat diffinately is losing its touch, he is a snake no doubt about"

Aiden turned to look at Nicolas and said "His is a pure blood to, no way... What did you do Casillas imperio the hat just so you could have another reason to hate Darien Vaight, or to get nice nice with your cousin?"

"Just because I am a Gryffindor," Nicolas said. "Doesn't mean I can't have any fun."

"Alright, I'll play for real." Nicolas said raising his right hand in a sort of truce. "If Aiden here can't get a Quaffle through me, Amy will have to go out with me the next Hogsmeade weekend."

"No Blood chance in hell!!' Aiden said aloud.

"Amy what do we do? if both if us can't get a quaffle through him I can't. without you I am handiecapped"

Amy looked shocked for a second, her go out with him? even if it was just to hogmeade. He was nuts! But she was curious as to what he had in mind.

"Calm down Aiden he probably knows that, I am curious to see what he has up his sleeve. Maybe this is a long shot but try entering his mind see what he is thinking, or planing"

"What Amy have flipped? This guy totally faught with Darien and you will never here the end of if sees you with him"

"I don't care Aiden, There is a reason for his actions and I want to see what he is up to"

"Fine he will do it" said Amy aloud.

Aiden glared and focued on Nicolas's mind slaming as hard as could in to the gryffindors mind.

Nicolas grinned. "Brilliant!"

He threw the ball at Aiden. "Ready?"

((Should I include what in world's name Nicolas is thinking... or no?"

((That all depends on you does Nicolas have strong Occulency shields? or not, if he doesn't aiden can read his mind))

Aiden caught the quaffle and went to the middle of the field, all the while trying to get in to Nicolas's mind.

((He oughta, coz' even I don't know what he is thinking.))

Nicolas confidently hovered around the middle goal post ready to block anything Aiden could throw at him. Including, Aiden's attempts at getting through his mind. Nicolas smiled.

You can't get it past me, Avalon.

Aiden rolled his eyes "Figures"

"So Casaillus how many shots do I get?"

"It's Casillas," Nicolas corrected. "Get it right."

"Three shots, three chances."

"What ever Casillas fine"

Aiden sped at full speed down the pitch, feeling a bit awkward with out Amy at his side.

Faking a throw he spun around and and hit the quaffle with has broom toward the furthest hoop.

Nicolas zoomed in and caught the Quaffle doing a flip while at it.

"Two more." He threw the Quaffle at Aiden.

Aiden glared, he didn't like this one bit.

"Really Amy I don't why yuo agreed to this"

"Simple brother, curiousity"

Aiden sighed and went for another go.

Speeding toward the hoopes he through the quafle high into the air so it went over the hoops.

Catching it he throw it at the hoop to the left of Nicolas from behind.

Nicolas went through the hoop and stopped it just in time.

Nicolas smirked. "One more, Avalon."

He looped the Quaffle at him.

Aiden grabbed the quaffle,

"You bloody well be sure about this sis." he thought as he prepared for another go.

"Of course I am sure brother. Besides if he goes out with me he can't say anything to Darien about miss perfect prefect"

Going back to the center of the pitch Aiden went at the hoops as fast as the broom could let him.

Stoping suddenly he throw the quaffle at Nicolas's head hoping it would bounce off and hit the goal. If not at least he had the satifaction of giving him headache.

Nicolas wasn't expecting that and the Quaffle hit his head straight on getting an "OoF!" out of him. The bounced from his head and headed towards the goal post, it hit the rim and bounce out, only a centimetre more and it would have scored.

"Damn it almost went in!!" Aiden though he was happy he hit him in the head.

"Serves him right"

Amy rolled her eyes "Brothers"

Nicolas smiled despite the pain on his head. "Well then, that settles it. See you in Hogsmeade Amy." He winked.

"I suppose I'll be seeing you too, Aiden." Nicolas chuckled.

Aiden nodded,

"Your darn right you will, if you think I am going to let you be alone with my sister your more nuts then a thought"

"Not that you have a choice in the matter" he thought.

April kicked off into the air. Wow, she'd missed the sharp feel of the air against her face. She breathed in the cold air. All of a sudden, a glint caught her eye. She flew up incredibly quickly and caught it in her left hand. She looked at it closely. This was some sort of comb...

Eglantine wrapped her cloak around her shivering body more closely. It was late November and the air was chilly.

"Why are you going to the Quidditch Pitch again?" Helena asked.

"I'm not to sure," Diana said shrugging. "I recieved a letter from Professor DeLanquar to meet her here."

"Alright, I'll see you in the common room then." Helena said leaving.

"Bye," Diana waved and walked to the middle of the Quidditch Pitch.

"Professor?" Diana said quinting her eyes, "Is that you?"