Chapter 1: It starts with a bang

"Santana, I'll have you know that finishing essays and turning them early does not consider me a geek." Rachel huffs as she dots her i's and crosses out her t's furiously. "It would be best if you put your academics ahead."

"Whatever, dwarf." Santana shakes her head in disbelief. "I've gots to get my game on, I've got better things to do than doing herbology homework." Santana picks up her bag and slings it over her shoulder. "Quidditch tryouts start tomorrow and I'm planning to become a world famous quidditch player. Herbology will not help me with that."

Just then, a couple of girls with striped black and yellow ties come in the library giggling quietly. Rachel's and Santana's eyes follow them as they take their seats at a nearby table. A brilliant blue-eyed blonde catches Santana's eyes. The Hufflepuff smiles cheerfully and does an energetic wave.

Rachel watches Santana's face soften as she takes off her bag and sat next to Rachel again. "So… Did you talk to her yet?" Rachel teases.

"Shut up." Santana pulls a random book out of her bag and settles it in front of her without looking away from the blue eyed Hufflepuff. "These things take time, Berry," Santana replies lamely.

Rachel rolls her eyes. Her best friend since the seventh grade always has a sharp tongue, but whenever one Brittany Pierce comes into the picture, Santana would turn into a giant mush.

"And I thought us Griffindors are brave and courageous with the way you shy away from Pierce." Santana glares at the comment. "I'm just saying," Rachel holds her hands up, "You, Santana Lopez, are the biggest coward I have ever seen. Why don't you ask her out already?" Rachel giggles.

"Shhh!" Santana turns red as she covers Rachel's mouth with her hand. "Because, my dear sweet dwarf…" Santana glares dangerously. "You know the risks involved," she hisses, "Plus, have you seen the line of guys that ask her out every weekend to go to Hogsmeade? She won't have the time or day for me."

Rachel swats her friend's hand away. "Since when did I become friends with this big wuss? And since when had that stopped you from getting your exes?"

"Brittany's different." Santana looks at Rachel with big eyes and a small pout.

Rachel is shocked to see that particular expression on the Latina. Her shock turns into a wide grin. "Oh my, Miss Lopez, you are one whipped lady."

The Latina rolls her eyes. "Didn't you get that feeling with Hudson? That fear when you think they will lose interest in you?"

"Santana, he loves me just the way I am." Rachel says with finality, "I do not have the need that I have to impress him in any way."

"Haven't you heard of the settler and the reacher? Yea, because you are settling for him." Santana smirks. "You know you can do better than him."

Rachel puts down her quill, "I am not settling! Rachel Berry does not settle for anything." Rachel rolls her parchment. "And that is utter nonsense, I care about him deeply and it's the feelings that counts, not whether or not the person is good enough for you." Rachel stands up.

"Where are you going?" Santana looks confused.

"To get some fresh air. The air here is so stuffy." Rachel huffs as she picks up her stuff.

"Rachel, chill out. I was just teasing you." Santana grips Rachel's wrist. "I'm just jealous that you love someone so much that nothing else matters," Santana sighs. She does a double-take. "If you ever told anyone I was jealous of you, I will personally cast the cruciatus on you," she says seriously.

Rachel laughs. "As if you'd do that to me. You love me too much."

Santana rolls her eyes but could not stop the grin from creeping up. "Come on, muppet. We could use a little fresh air. Let's go find Blaine and Sam."

Santana, Rachel, Blaine and Sam are walking across the courtyard laughing at Santana's and Sam's bickering about the Quidditch tryouts. Santana wants to try for the Seeker position only because it is a celebrated position. Sam argues that she would do better as a Beater only because she is always starting fights with other people.

"Oh, look Dave, I didn't know Griffindor opened a gay club." A boy called Noah Puckerman gets up from his seat.

Dave Karofsky only smirks and a look of pure annoyance shines in his eyes.

"Wow, Griffindor is sinking in reputation. Squibs, mudbloods and now gays. No wonder they hide behind their motto. 'Where dwell the brave at heart.' I didn't know it was a motivation for losers to be the freak of nature they really are." He laughs.

Rachel grabs Santana's upper arm and tries to pull her away, "Santana, they're not worth it."

Santana glared at Puckerman.

"Aww, ain't that sweet Dave, her girlfriend has her on a leash."

"That's it…" Santana makes a swift move to grab her wand, "Densaugo!" She bellows.

Puckerman is knocked sideways. The Griffindors think that Santana's spell caused it. However, when time catches up with them again, they see a blonde Slytherin in Puckerman's place with her wand in front of her. She has pushed Puckerman out of the way and has blocked the spell at the same time.

The Griffindors notice her presence for the first time. Santana breaks the silence, "This has nothing to do with you, Fabray."

Quinn Fabray stands silently with her wand pointed at Santana. She does not lower her wand but she does not respond to Santana's comment neither.

"You mudblood!" Puckerman gets up and reaches for his wand.

"Expelliarmus!" A spell is casted at Puckerman as he is about to perform a curse at the Latina.

"What the…" Puckerman looks sideways. "Quinn…"

"Don't." Quinn Fabray lowers her wand.

The Griffindors mouth hang open when they see a Slytherin disarming another.

Quinn faces the Griffindors and no one says anything as the blonde Slytherin studies them expressionlessly and her eyes lingers a moment longer on Rachel Berry.

"Let's go." Quinn picks up her bag and leads the way for the other two.

"You better be glad Quinn's here." Puckerman scoffs.

Santana doesn't even think for another second and casts a jinx at the boy. Quinn hears and turns around to cast a spell at the Latina.

"No!" Rachel side-steps into the Santana's direct line with Quinn.

A loud bang ensues at the courtyard.

A/N: Thought I'd have a go at writing fanfics. Been writing since I was younger and have been addicted to fanfics ever since I found them. Hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it :)
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