Reason 19, Detention 32; Part Two.

Having a huge throwdown with Ravenclaw during the final Quidditch match before Holidays is never a good idea.

Especially when said throw-down starts a fire.

I don't mean that figuratively either. I mean an ACTUAL fire.

Gotta love Ben for that.

"Mummy!" Lily screeched.

"Great. Consider today to be made of full blown suckage," I groaned.

"Oh, my little girl!" Mrs. Potter cried as she wrapped her arms around the bouncing teenager.

"James, Albus," Mr. Potter grinned at his boys.

"Hey Dad," They smiled in unison.

"Get over here and hug your Mother you two," Ginny scolded as she glared at them, "Right now."

"Hello, Nikki," Mr. Potter chuckled as his disgruntled sons made their way over to their Mother, "All set for a win today, yeah?"

"You bet," I smirked.

I've always been pretty fond of Harry. He's the more laid back of the Potter parents. I think that's where James gets it.

Mrs. Potter, however, is not all to fond of me. I mean, I DID corrupt her baby boys. Oh no, Gin-gin is not fond of me in the slightest bit.

"Nikole, I take it you've been well," She smiled curtly.

It doesn't take a genius to see that what she really meant was "I see your having fun stealing my firstborn's virtue and things of the such, you are going to hell."

"Yes Ma'am," I smiled sweetly.

Have I mentioned that I hate having to be a complete suck-up? Because I LOATHE it.

"Ma'am?" Ben snorted quietly.

I just elbowed him in the rib.

"Ungh," He grunted, "Bitch."

"Slag," I spat back.

"Only on the weekends," he smirked.

"Ew," I grimaced, "Thanks for that mental image."

"Anytime Nikles, anytime," he chuckled as he ruffled my hair.

"I hear your son is up for a tryout?" Mum said to Mrs. Potter.

"Yes!" She replied excitedly, "Of course look at his Father."

"And his Mother," Mr. Potter interjected with a grin.

"Oh stop it, Harry," Ginny waved him off, "And Albus is planning on going for Auror."

"Mum! You weren't supposed to talk about that!" he hissed, "For fuck's sake..."

"Hush, you," she pointed at him and then turned back to my Mum, "And Lily's not sure, but she has two years yet. How about yours?"

"Well, as you know, Ben is in Muggle Secondary teaching, History still-"

"Way to talk about me like I'm not even sitting right here," he rolled his eyes.

"Thomas is a bit of a bother at the moment, though," she continued, "Just moved back in-"

"And the prodigal son returns, dragging his manky hookers with him," Ben muttered.

"Benjamin!" Mum shouted as she smacked him in the back of the head, "There are children around! Is that how you talk at school?"

"Mum, the children these days use worse words then me. Like this one lad, Jake..."

"And Nikole," Mum interrupted, and Ben scowled in response, "Is going for Primary, aren't you, Dear?"

"Mum, that isn't even quite set in stone yet," I mumbled.

"Why not? You have wonderful grades, you'll make it without a problem," She rolled her eyes.

"Nikki? Teaching? Children? SMALL children? God rest their poor, tetchy, little souls," Heather shook her head.

"You didn't tell me that," James whispered in my ear.

"It's not definite, James," I sighed.

"Well, it would be nice to know what my girlfriend wants to do with her life and all, wouldn't it?" He shrugged.

"Let's just get the game over with and we'll talk about it, yeah?" I nodded.

"Sounds like a plan," He smiled as he kissed the top of my head.

"Nik you did it!" Ben cheered as he ran on to the pitch and picked me up in a hug, "Never mess with a Scott."

"Ben, you're crushing my lungs," I gasped.

"Sorry, he chuckled as he set me down, "Twenty minutes and you had it, I swear that has to be a bloody record!"

"Stupid little slag," the distinct voice of Taka rang as he shoved past me.

"Oi! What did you just call my sister, you prick?" Ben shouted as he pushed him.

"I called her," Taka growled as he shoved him back, "A stupid. Little. Slag."

"That is it," Ben snarled as he tackled him to the ground.

"BENJAMIN! Get off of him!" Mum screeched from the stands.

"Ben, listen to your Mother!" Dad yelled as he ran down the stairs.

"Eh," James nodded to Taka as he stood up and regained his ground.

"What?" He snapped back.

And James decked him right in the face.

"No one calls my girlfriend a slag, you little piss," James shouted.

Before you knew it, the Gryffindor team was at physical war with the Ravenclaw team. Well, that and Ben, James, Teddy, Al, Heather, Colin, and Frank were having a good old time against Taka and his cronies. All while Dad, Harry, and Ginny were trying to pull their children off of whoever they were pummeling and Mum cried from the sidelines.

"ORDER!" McGongall screamed from the box, to no avail whatsoever.

"Ben, let it go!" Dad yelled as he finally got him off of Taka, "Get it together, Son. Come off it."

How I got through that completely unscathed is beyond me.

"CUT IT OUT!" Rose screeched higher than even my Mum could manage, "For Merlin's sake!"

And surprisingly, it worked.

At least until Taka tried to set a hex on my brother, only to have said it wrong and set flames to the grass instead.

I mean really, REALLY big flames.

Like, pissing humongous.

"Aguamenti!" Rose and I shouted at the same time.

"Back to your Common Rooms, all of you!" McGonagall scolded, "Not you Miss Scott. And thank you Miss Weasley."

"You alright, yeah?" James grinned as he wiped the blood off his lip with the back of his hand.

"I got it sorted, go before you get in more trouble," I nodded.

"Miss Scott, I would like to speak with you."

"Yes, Professor?" I asked as I stepped over to her.

"I would like to tell you I am proud of you for staying out of the fight. You've never been one to pass things like that up-"

"Well, didn't want to steal the teams shining moment," I chuckled.

"And furthermore, that charm you just performed was executed perfectly. You and Miss Weasley managed to quench the entire thing by yourselves. Very well done, my dear," She said with a hint of a smile.

"Thanks," I replied, completely bewildered.

"Oh and one more thing," She said in a hushed tone, "Thank you for beating them. Professor Cho gets unbearable about it, and I would not be able to make it through the upcoming month without wanting to personally strangle her. That was fantastic snitch-catching. Keep up the good work," She nodded with a full blown smirk and walked off, "But still, detention tonight, with the rest of your team, I'm sorry, but it is only fair."

"Blimey," I mumbled as I stood there in shock that Minnie had not only complimented me on one thing, but three. All in under a minute. And on top of that, she had just said something violent. About another teacher.

I may have had a slight heart attack.