Title: Good Luck Charm
Words: 300
Rating: R
Warnings: Language
AN: Written for sortinghatdrabs - prompt House Rivalry.

Rose Weasley stood on a table in the Gryffindor tower and held aloft a green and silver banner while her housemates cheered.

"How in the world did she get that from the Slytherin Common Room?" James Potter asked his cousin.

Fred shrugged. "She won't tell, but if they report her to Professor Longbottom there is no way she will get to play in the match tomorrow."

"We are doomed if Rose isn't on the pitch to square off against Malfoy."

"Yeah," Fred nodded. "She's the best Seeker Gryffindor's had in years."

"You both worry too much," Lily commented as she came up behind them. "Rose knows what she's doing."

"I don't see how you can be so confident," James said. "Scorpius is a sneaky bastard and Albus is sore loser."

"Relax," Lily replied with a broad grin. "Rose has it all under control."

0-0-0

"You did what?" Albus Potter asked his best friend in astonishment.

"I let Rose borrow the house banner."

"That's our good luck charm! How do you expect us to beat Gryffindor tomorrow without it?"

"I have something better," Scorpius responded with a wide grin.

"Unless it's a vat of Felix Felicis we don't stand a chance."

"How can you have so little faith in me? Have I ever let you down before?"

"No," Albus admitted grudgingly. "But you've never faced your girlfriend on the pitch before either."

"True. However, that's where my real brilliance shines through."

"What do you mean?"

"Rose might have our good luck charm, but I have hers. And trust me, she'll have a lot harder time playing without it than we will without the banner."

"What is it?" Albus asked. "Her broom? Her wand?"

"No," Scorpius smirked as he waved a scrap of red material in front of Albus' face. "Her knickers."

The End