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Chapter 4- Strange Feelings

Friday rolled in as usual. The classes were normal (unless your counting the explotion Kaylie and Rosette made in Potions), the homework load light (for once), the teachers were fairly nice, and the girls even got to throw a curse or two… or eight at Scorpius as he was strutting down the hall (they still hadn't forgiven him for the incident with Amaya even if he was placed in the hospital wing for several days). All in all, a good day, especially when the girls noticed that Scorpius had many light scars and was still a light shade of greenish-purple from their multiple curses.

The next sunny, spring morning Kristen awoke to the sound of her blaring alarm clock (after the incident with Amaya she had slept with it under her pillow for obvious reasons). She sat up letting the warmth of the sunlight coming through the window next to her bed fall onto her face. She stretched and yawned deeply. Smiling to herself slightly, she remembered that today was Saturday. It was quidditch practise.

There was nothing like the feeling of flying. The wind in your hair, the jolt in your stomach that you get when you dive, the freedom and independence when it's just you, the sky, the sun and your broomstick. "Well maybe more than just me…" Kristen thought. Then she stopped herself, "No way. It's all about quidditch, for the team. I can't think of him now. I've got to be strong."

Kristen finally rolled out of bed, grabbed her weekend muggle clothes and started getting dressed. She couldn't feel any happier than she was now. She was going to see him today, as annoyingly and frustratingly cute and funny as he was.

"Kristen! Snap out of it!" she practically yelled at herself.

"Ohhh but he's just so cute…the way the wind blows through his hair as he takes off and just the general way he does…everything," said a distant voice in her head in a dreamy almost sickening way.

"But he's my friend's brother!" she argued with herself. Damn Amaya and her lovey-dovey-ness were rubbing off on her in some far corner of her mind.

"So what?" she said out loud again, as she pulled her head through her shirt.

She shook herself mentally. Now was not the time to be thinking of…that. She had to wake Amaya up. And she was slightly concerned that she had just been talking to herself.

With a roll of her eyes she walked over to Amaya's bed and watched her sleep for a moment. Her chest rose and fell with the rhythm of her breathing. Kristen almost felt bad for disturbing her.

"I love your hair today, Will. It's so soft," Amaya said dreamily in her sleep.

Never mind.

Kristen prodded her sharply in the stomach. She didn't wake up or even move. Now, with a sigh Kristen shook her, but still nothing but, "Stop that! It tickles Will!"

"Wow Amaya. You need help," Kristen said to the sleeping heap that was Amaya. Getting an idea (which isn't good if your wondering), Kristen walked over to her bed-side table and picked up her holly and unicorn tail wand (flexible yet rigid and good for curses and charms; 11 inches). She twiddled it in her fingers, smiling to herself again although this time, in a mischievous way.

"Levicorpus."

Amaya's body flew upside-down with her scarlet sheets still hanging from her into the air. Her hangings were half ripped and her bed a mess.

But amazingly Amaya was still asleep.

Kristen preformed the counter course and let her fall back on her bed quite loudly and forcefully. The noise had awoken Kaylie, Rosette and Rose. They were sitting up in their scarlet clad beds, rubbing their matching blood-shot eyes and mumbling sleepily.

"Sorry guys. Amaya won't wake up. Again," Kristen apologized to her friends.

"Oh god, again?" said Kaylie rolling her eyes.

"Hey wait. Have you tried this?" Rosette raised her voice and said, "Hey did you hear about that girl Will Peters is now dating? I hear she's really cute," Rosette winked at the shocked look on Kristen's face which quickly turned into a stern face with her eyes boring into Amaya's.

Amaya had finally woken up and was sitting on her bed rubbing her eyes.

Kristen summoned Amaya's clothes and threw them at her, "HURRY UP AND GET YOUR ASS TO PRACTISE! Geez," she yelled as she gave Amaya her signature "death glare". She grabbed her broomstick and stalked out of the room.

"Huh?" Amaya said groggily.

"Ugh…it's too early for this. I'm going back to bed. See you later!" said Rosette as she plopped back down on her bed. Not a moment later snores could be heard from the lump that was Rosette sleeping.

"Amaya you're late again," said James Potter when Amaya finally came down to the changing rooms.

"Sorry James. I uh... woke up late again," Amaya said awkwardly as James shook his head at her.

"God Amaya. This is what the fifteenth time this is happened?" asked Kristen, rolling her eyes.

"Sor-ry!" said Amaya with her hands in the air like she was surrendering.

"Okay everybody let's hurry up and get on the pitch. My dad taught me a new move and we really need to train for this one. It's really hard," James instructed everyone around him, "Oh and Kristen, stay here with Amaya and make her hurry. We need our Chasers."

"What? Why?!" Kristen stuttered.

"Because," James said with that obnoxious wink that Kristen loved. Stop! NO! Bad Kristen! Bad! "What's a game without all the cute Chasers? Okay everyone else head out to the pitch."

And with that Albus (Beater), Will (Beater), Seth (Keeper), Lily Potter (Chaser and Albus' sister) and James (Seeker) left Amaya to change and Kristen to hyperventilate slightly.

"What the hell does he mean? Was that a joke? Oh my God! He called me cute!" Kristen thoughts swam in her mind which was jelly at this point. She was abruptly brought back to reality when Amaya innocently commented, "You know, I never really did notice but you and James would make an amazing couple, except for the fact that you seem to always be fighting."

Amaya was too observant for her own good.

"EWWWW! HELL NO! JAMES AND I WOULD NEVER MAKE A GOOD COUPLE!" Kristen shouted red-faced, at Amaya who had just pulled her robes over her head.

"Oh," said Amaya smirking, "I see."

"SEE WHAT?" shouted Kristen, still pitch red, "There's nothing to see!"

"You LIKE him don't you!?" continued Amaya with a smirk that Kristen would just love to wipe off her face, "Kristen Kidden and James Potter!" she continued in a sing-song voice.

There was no denying it. She knew too much already. GOD DAMMIT!

"Okay, okay! Fine!" Kristen admitted, looking at the ground and shoving her hands into her quidditch robe pockets forcefully, "Just don't tell anyone. NO ONE. Not even him. NO AMAYA!" Kristen said in her dangerously stern voice.

"Your secret is safe with me," Amaya replied, grabbing her broomstick, not telling Kristen how obvious it was, and that James probably knew already, hence the teasing. But she held back.

They headed out toward the pitch, changing the subject to how awesome Will's abs are (Amaya's choice).

"Okay now Albus fall back a little to block that way and that's the play," yelled James up on his broomstick, "Kristen you take that quaffle and score us some points."

"Damn straight!" yelled Kristen as she took the quaffle that Amaya passed to her, zoomed towards the three golden hoops and lobbed it right into the middle hoop.

"Awesome! Now, that was a great practise. Let's crank it up and go full-mo. Ready?" James paused and waited for everyone to nod from where they were in the air, "Okay then. Oh and this time, Amaya please don't hit our Keeper in the head. We need him," he glanced at Seth who was rubbing his head, where a distinct red spot was visible.

"Umm yeah… I'll try," Amaya mumbled, blushing slightly.

"Alright! So remember I'm the opposing team. Don't give me the quaffle! Okay, one two three GO!" James yelled to his team.

Amaya whisked past Kristen as Kristen passed her the quaffle. She avoided a bludger to the head and swerved as Albus tried to close in on it. Amaya ducked below him and sped off toward the middle of the pitch where Lily awaited her. She passed to her and Lily was off.

She like her brothers was extremely good at quidditch for a second year. She dived and James followed. She swerved yet she couldn't shake James off. She settled for racing him toward Kristen where she waited to score.

Lily passed to her by throwing the quaffle under James and Kristen caught it with skill and enough time to get moving before James caught up. But with only a few yards till the three golden hoops, James flew in from over head and cut off Kristen. Obviously this ticked her off.

"HEY!" she bellowed as she swerved to avoid the collision.

"Slytherins do these things Kristen. Be warned," he chuckled.

"Bring it on!"

James flew over to her left side and started bumping into her and making Kristen zigzag too much to get anywhere near the golden hoops. This ultimately got her irritated.

"James Potter you play very dirty," she tried to distract him by using his arrogance to buy enough time to get away.

"You did challenge me," he said grinning widely.

"Well challenge this!" Kristen shouted as she swerved sharply and pulled a spectacular dive with just enough time to have her toes kiss the ground. She pulled the broom handle up, shot upwards towards the golden hoops and stuffed the quaffle into the middle hoop.

"Nice one Kristen!" Amaya yelled over everyone's cheering. She flew over to Kristen and whispered in her ear, "James looked like he had fun. Either that or he has gas."

"Ha…ha…ha… Extremely witty," Kristen sneered back.

"What was witty?" Albus asked as flew over.

"Oh well," Amaya began, "err…"

"Just my flying. Amaya thought she'd make a little joke out of it. Didn't you Amaya?" Kristen explained with a fake smile on her face. When Seth called Albus' name for him to come over Kristen turned to Amaya and gave her a look clearly saying "you tell him, you die."

Amaya obeyed.

"Okay everyone, group meeting in the changing rooms. Hurry up assholes!" James yelled at his team. Will rolled his eyes at his best friend and punched him in the arm before heading to the ground.

"Is that any way to talk to your team?" Kristen teased, still in the air with James.

"Yeah," answered James smugly. He smiled deviously and Kristen half sighed. Why was he so…perfect? To cover up her blunder she rolled her eyes and raced James over to the changing rooms.

They were neck-and-neck when Kristen spotted a red-gold blur in the corner of her eye.

"What the-?" she said, pulling her broom to a stop and hovering above the ground.

James noticed she had stopped and doubled back towards her. They lifted their heads just in time to see the quidditch-robed figure collide with the stands with an almighty crash.

Then their view was obscured by Kaylie and Rosette running frantically away from the stands. They had been sitting in the exact place where the figure had collided.

The whole team, obviously worried, rushed towards the pile of rubble that used to be part of the stands.

There in between the large splinters of wood was Amaya, clutching her broomstick, fast asleep.

"Oh god," Kristen groaned.

"I'll get her," Will insisted.

"No, no. It's okay. I've got her," Kristen jumped off her broomstick into the part of the stands still standing. She climbed down to where Amaya was dosing and yelled in her ear, "Rise and shine sleepy head!"

Amaya jerked awake, swatted the air a bit and yawned openly and loudly, "Where am I?"

"Quidditch practise," James said simply, who like everyone else, had crowded around Kristen and Amaya.

"Oh… Oops…," she said awkwardly.

"Oops," echoed James with a snort and an eye roll, "Alright, everyone get away from here while Will and I clean up."

Kristen helped Amaya up and led her to the changing rooms.

"No more mangas on a quidditch night Amaya," said Kristen sternly.

"Yes ma'am"

Kristen was mentally exhausted. One of her best friends had ruined a perfect moment with James. And she had been winning that race too!

KRISTEN YOU DON'T LIKE HIM!

"But what if I do?" Kristen said out loud.

"Do what?" Amaya asked.

"Umm...Nothing. Just hurry up so we can go grab some breakfast," she answered.

"Whatever," replied Amaya, un-strapping her Chaser's gloves and placing them in her wooden locker.

"You can't den-" she started to say, but stopped abruptly as Kaylie and Rosette walked in. Rosette's forehead was a strange, pale-red colour.

"Hey guys!" Kristen shot out quickly, sending Amaya a dirty look while walking towards the bathroom stalls, "What's up?"

"Well, thanks to SOMEONE, I have a broken nail," said Kaylie seething, leaning against the stall door, and examining her hand.

"Oh wow Kaylie," Rosette said with a grumble. "I fell over, on my FACE, while trying to run away from being flattened into a pancake! Imagine how it must feel to break a NAIL," So that explained the red forehead.

Kristen snorted, "That manga had better be pretty damn good. She was up until ONE, reading it!" The flush of a toilet was heard, and Kristen emerged, rolling her eyes. "I guess we'd better go. Practise dragged off, and its almost lunchtime."

They headed back to the changing rooms, only to find a full-changed Amaya hanging off of her broomstick and breathing deeply.

"HOW IN THE NAME OF MERLINS PANTS CAN SHE BE SLEEPING?! AGAIN!?" Kristen vented at the top of her lungs. She looked with disgust at the figure slumped over the broom which was hovering about a meter in the air.

"LEVICORPUS!" She shouted. Amaya (and her broomstick) shot upside down into the air forcefully-a little TOO forcefully. Kristen stomped out of the changing rooms, Amaya hovering in front of her, and Kaylie and Rosette in fits of laughter behind her.

"Rosette. Kaylie," Kristen said, trying to control the anger in her voice.

"Yeah?" they answered in unison, obviously confused.

"Remind me to find all of Amaya's mangas," she said while slipping through the school doors, "and BURN them."

Theres Chapter 4! Review pleaseee :D