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Aomine and Kagami agreed to meet at Diagon Alley before the school year started to buy new robes. Quidditch – and in Kagami's case, basketball – did a number on their heights and their robes now fell an embarrassing distance from the ground. Diagon Alley was overrun with Hogwarts rising first years, running out from Ollivanders and Flourish and Blotts. "We weren't like that when we were first years, were we?" Aomine asked, wrinkling his nose as a couple of children ran out in front of him.

"I was," Kagami admitted freely. "At least, because I'd never been in such a place before." His eyes lingered on a broom in a nearby window. "Hey, Aomine, I was thinking about asking my parents to help me buy a broom. I mean, captain's broom is okay, but I kind of want my own broom…"

"That's a good idea. Do you think they'd agree?"

"I don't know," Kagami said thoughtfully. "I just asked for a new pair of basketball shoes."

Madam Malkins was busy. Aomine and Kagami stood and waited for their robes to be fitted as the witch in charge of the floor for the day bustled around. "This is so annoying," Aomine complained. "Robes should grow with you."

"You think you have it hard," Murasakibara spoke up gloomily from behind him. He was trudging around in robes that were currently pinned past his knees. "Think about what I need to go through. You can't eat in here." He shuffled off deeper into the store, clutching a pack of snacks to his chest. They watched him go and Aomine shook his head. Sometimes Slytherins were incomprehensible, though he shouldn't be surprised if Momoi and Riko were people to go off of (not to mention Akashi!).

Momoi's family had taken her overseas for the summer and Aomine saw her again at her house table. She had developed quite nicely in the chest area, he had noticed. She was also leaning those nice breasts against a boy at her table. He felt angry for Kagami, who was busy stuffing his face. "Look!" Aomine growled, knocking the knife from Kagami's hand. "Look!"

Kagami glanced back at Momoi, who was gently giggling in the boy's ear. "So?"

"So?" In a huff, Aomine stormed over and grabbed her shoulder. "Satsuki, what do you think you're doing?"

"Dai-chan? I haven't seen you all summer! How are you! Sorry, I should have said something to you first!" She started standing to give him a hug but he kept her at arm's length. The entire Slytherin table was staring at him. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong is that you're flirting with someone when your boyfriend is right over there!" Aomine gestured an arm over at Kagami, who had resumed eating.

Momoi made a face. "Kagamin and I broke up before the summer. We're just friends now. We both thought this was the best thing for both of us." Aomine let her go. Now the Hufflepuff table, which was next to the Slytherin table, was staring at him too. Glowering, he made his way back next to Kagami.

"You could have asked first," Kagami said, still munching away as Aomine put his forehead onto the table. "You had the whole summer to ask how Momoi was and I would have told you."

"Why didn't you tell me first before I made a fool of myself?"

"My personal life doesn't concern you," Kagami said, taking a drink from his glass. "I didn't hurt her, in case you were wondering. It was just puppy love that ran its course. We only kissed a few times."

"Don't talk like you know all about it," Aomine groused. He was still in a bad mood, especially now that the Hufflepuff first years giggled when they saw him in the hall. All he wanted to do now was find his bed in the dormitory and sleep for the week. He spotted Kuroko making his way through the crowd of first years and prefects to the Ravenclaw Tower. "Tetsu!" Kuroko turned. "Have you heard? Kagami and Momoi broke up!"

"I heard," Kuroko said. He was beaming. "You caused quite a scene back there."

"You don't have to look so happy about it," Aomine said, though he grinned and hit Kuroko across the head. Kuroko frowned at him and batted his hand away. A group of Slytherin first years hurried past and sneered at him.

"You're infamous now," Kuroko said. Aomine grunted and hurried back to the Gryffindor common room, fuming as the Pink Lady snickered at him when he volunteered the password.

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Akashi's presence in the Ravenclaw Tower was commonplace nowadays and he did not put forth effort to hide his Slytherin affiliation. He did not need a Ravenclaw student to help answer the password question and Kuroko occasionally returned to find him lounging around. Akashi's main motive on visiting the Ravenclaw common room was to play against Midorima in wizard's chess, so the rest of the house did not complain or report him. Kuroko suspected more than half of his house was afraid of Akashi in the first place.

"You really shouldn't be invading other houses' common areas," Kuroko suggested once, sitting on the couch as Midorima and Akashi battled it out on the wizard's chessboard in front of him. "Some of us might not be as forgiving as Midorima and me."

Akashi chuckled. "I don't think anyone will be challenging me soon," he predicted. During the spring quarter of their third year, a sixth year had approached him and hassled him for one thing or another and Akashi had grabbed him in the arm and pinpointed a spot and said You broke the bone in this spot in Quidditch a few years back, right? How would you feel if I broke it again for you? The threat wouldn't have had much back if Murasakibara wasn't standing close by, frowning (though Kuroko and a select few others knew he was only upset because Akashi had been interrupted in feeding him). Since then, Akashi's already infamous name had spread and fewer and fewer people were willing to confront him. "They already know they won't win."

"If you're so confident," Midorima said, studying the board carefully, "then why do you continually insist on challenging me?" Kuroko pointed with his wand at a rook. Midorima ignored him and shifted his knight.

"Because," Akashi practically sang, capturing Midorima's knight with his queen, "you're the one that makes winning much more satisfying."

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"Wow, you're captain this year? That's amazing!"

Himuro smiled proudly. Kagami had called him out one afternoon to help him draft an owl to his parents requesting more funds to purchase his own broom. Most of his earlier ideas were clumsy and fumbling. It appeared Kagami still had not learned how to ask persuasively. He had gotten it into his head that Himuro, as a family friend, would have some insight to his parents' minds. Himuro suggested saying that his Quidditch captain friend recommended it. Kagami wrote it down regardless of how irrelevant it was to his cause. "It's not a big deal," Himuro said humbly. "The upperclassmen thought I was pivotal part of the team and that I could keep everyone's attitudes up."

"That's still really cool," Kagami insisted, biting his quill. They'd played against each other in Quidditch a handful of times. It had been a lot like basketball for him. Himuro had not changed his dedicated attitude to anything he was interested in. Kagami thought he should ask Himuro if he wanted to play basketball soon.

"Are you thinking of being captain of the Gryffindor team?" Himuro asked.

"I don't know." Kagami tapped his wand against the parchment to erase a line. "I'm not sure I'm a leading type. And if it's about skill, I still have to compete against Aomine."

"It's not about talent when it comes to being captain."

"Yeah, I guess." Himuro watched Kagami scrunch his eyebrows together in effort to think up of a good argument. Magical or not, asking the parents for something for such a respectably amount of money was tough.

"Hey," Himuro said, as Kagami struggled. "You've been doing pretty well in Quidditch, like you did in basketball, and I know we didn't really have a 'final' basketball game but how about we go all out next time? I can't really be your big brother mentor if you're just as good as I am, so…"

"No way!"

Himuro was taken aback. "Well, I only thought because we'd grown apart until we met again here…"

"It's because of that!" Kagami flushed and quickly began to roll up the parchment. "You've been like my brother until now; don't think you can stop so fast!" In a huff, he gathered his things and rushed away, clearly embarrassed for saying so much. Himuro watched him go leisurely. He didn't care for underclassmen much, but sometimes they could be cute.

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Aomine'd heard of die-hard Quidditch player fans, but this was ridiculous.

"Look!" Kise shouted in his face, ambushing him in the stairs and waving around a Hufflepuff Quidditch team jersey. Aomine had wanted to just make it to the Great Hall undisturbed and was instead attacked by the monstrosity of yellow and black. "You said I couldn't do it, now look! I'm on the team!"

"Great," Aomine said, shoving the uniform out of his face. "Who are you again?"

"Kise Ryouta!" The boy's whining was really annoying. Kise was following him despite his clear signals. "Last year you said I couldn't even measure up to you because I didn't know anything about Quidditch, but look! I worked hard and now I'm part of the Hufflepuff team! Now you've got to acknowledge me! Look!"

"I don't think I've done anything to wrong you," Aomine insisted, wishing the noise at his ear would go away.

"Yes you did!" Kise practically stomped. "I'm going to beat you on the pitch, and just you watch! I'm a chaser, just like you! And you're going to have to notice me!" He stuck his lower lip out. Aomine rolled his eyes. "How can anyone who plays Quidditch so cool be such a jerk?"

Aomine managed to brush Kise off at the Great Hall doors, where a stream of girls came and ambushed him the same way he'd done to Aomine, and thought he was to be rid of the noisy nuisance. He saw Kise sitting down the hall when he finished lunch and was going to be on his way – and quickly, before the blonde saw him – when he saw Haizaki, one of Slytherin's nasty chasers, strut up to Kise.

"I see Hufflepuff has accepted some Muggle born riffraff on their team!" he announced, grabbing the yellow jersey and yanking it out of Kise's hands. "I can't believe they're so desperate this year, picking anyone who will join. Well, I'm not surprised; Hufflepuffs are so stupid I'm surprised they can even fly straight!"

"Give that back," Kise said levelly.

"You're a newbie, so I'll just say it once," Haizaki mocked, waving the Hufflepuff jersey around in the air. "Mudbloods are especially terrible chasers." With a sneer, he threw the jersey onto the floor and stepped on it.

"Stop!" Kise rose to his feet. The students in the hall had hurriedly rushed away and were watching from a distance. Fights between Quidditch players were always quite the scene. "I may be Muggle born, but it's not my fault people like me and I'm a better wizard than you'll ever be!" He was cut off by Haizaki grabbed a fistful of his hair, sneering as he pulled.

"Looks like the Mudblood Hufflepuff needs to be put back in his place," Haizaki growled, swinging his fist back.

The only fist to connect soundly with a face was Aomine's, and it crashed unceremoniously against Haizaki's jaw. There was a nice cracking sound; Haizaki collapsed onto the floor and after a moment, turned to find his attacker. Aomine was shaking his hand around, his knuckles red. "I'll say this much about Hufflepuffs," he said, looking down contemptuously at Haizaki. "They're especially good finders - in talent, at least. Which is why he came sniffing around me instead of you. Now run off like a good little dog. You're not even good enough to breathe the same air as me."

"I'll get you back for this," Haizaki swore, clutching his bruising cheek and spitting blood. "I'll kill you on the Quidditch pitch." He hobbled away, shouting at underclassmen who ventured toward him.

"You didn't have to do that," Kise said as Aomine bent over to pick up the dusty Hufflepuff jersey, shaking it to dust it off. "I could have taken care of him myself."

"Guys like him piss me off the most," Aomine said, speaking over Kise. "Guys like him are the ones who are making guys like me from wizarding families look bad." He shoved the jersey against Kise's chest. "You're annoying, but you're alright." He grinned for effect. It wasn't really to look cool – he'd never punched anyone before and Kagami would definitely approve of his cause. Kise flushed and took the jersey grudgingly.

"You're still a jerk," he mumbled.

"We'll see," Aomine laughed.

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"So you still keep in touch with that bastard," Hyuuga sulked.

"Of course!" Riko clutched the letter to her chest as if Hyuuga had made a move for it. "Teppei was one of my closest friends here! I'm not going to cut off ties with him just because he's graduated!" Patting the hardy barn owl, the one Kiyoshi had befriended on the grounds when it was only an owlet, Riko sent it back on its way. "Unlike some people, he's willing to listen to me when I talk."

"Sure, sure," Hyuuga muttered, turning back to the handout they had been given. On it was several times to meet with heads of houses and appropriate professors about future professions after the academic year. Kiyoshi had complained about it enough but he'd managed to get all his affairs in order and graduated fairly painlessly. Riko had already gotten several requests from the Ministry of Magic to work for them; her grades and uncanny ability to read others with only a look had garnered quite a resume for her. Hyuuga, on the other hand, was still trying to figure out what to do with himself.

He had gotten on a train of thought when Riko derailed it by giggling. "Oh, it's nothing," she chuckled when Hyuuga looked at up her with a scowl. "He's gotten into some scuffles with the dragons he's been caring with. We didn't call him 'Iron Heart' for nothing…" She read the letter with irritating enthusiasm. Hyuuga scowled some more. "You know, I've always been amazed that Teppei's so good with dragons…but I guess I shouldn't be, since he was always pretty steadfast when playing Quidditch against some amazing people…"

"If you liked him so much, you should have talked him into being Gryffindor team captain," Hyuuga grumbled.

"I don't let my emotions get in the way of my judgments," Riko said wisely. "Just because I like someone doesn't mean I think they should always be in favorable positions. I think you're best suited for a job like the captain so that's why I think you're right where you are."

"So you admit you did like him."

Riko looked up at him over the letter. "What are you on about now? Of course I did. I like you too. This and that are different."

"Sure they are," Hyuuga said, turning back to the handout as if it interested him immensely. "Speaking of which, we should be thinking of whom to hand the leadership role to after we graduate. I'm not sure who I should pick. The team this year looks like a bunch of airheads."

"I think Mitobe's a good guy," Riko said offhandedly, turning back to her letter. "He seems like he could be a good pillar for the team. Most Keepers are decent guys." It wasn't until Hyuuga bullied Mitobe later, practically threatening him to hand over the position of Keeper that Riko had to rephrase her intentions ("I like you, you stupid asshole, now stop bothering him!") and offered Hyuuga the option of dating her, which he immediately accepted, before taking it back, and accepting again after she'd stormed off.

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Kuroko looked at the bubbling cauldron next to Kise's bed that Kise had charmed into being invisible until he offered the counter-charm. The potion was a sickening pink. He looked at Kise, then back at the potion. "You wanted me to what?"

"Check it!" Kise insisted. "I know love potions are really hard to brew and they're not allowed in the castle, but I really need this! You're good at studies, so I thought you could help me check it…make sure it's good and all that…that I didn't make a poison or anything." He flailed his arms uselessly. Kuroko stared at him. "Come on, Kurokocchi!"

"Who is this for?"

Kise blushed and looked sheepish. "I can't say, Kurokocchi…but you'll help me out, won't you?"

"You should have asked Kagami," Kuroko said, sniffing at the sweet-smelling concoction. "He's better at Potions than I am."

"He would have told!" Kise pouted. "You know him! A stickler to the rules but he breaks them all the time. And anyway, he might have told…" He slapped his hands over his mouth. "I can't say, I can't say…"

"Why do you think you need a love potion?" Kuroko asked, performing the typical spells to check for poison. They came out clear. Kise might have been a complete useless thing to school, but once he got his mind on something he was dedicated. "Aren't you always saying you can charm anyone?"

"Yeah, but," Kise protested, flopping onto his bed frustratedly. "It's hard to tell what…that person is thinking! Sometimes I think maybe that person likes me, but it's hard!" Kuroko stared at him over the pink fumes of the love potion. "He makes fun of me but sometimes I think maybe he might…I mean…well…is it okay or not?" Flushed, he sat up and changed the subject. "Did I do it right?"

"It's not poison," Kuroko offered. "How did you know how to make one?"

"I got the girls to get me a pictured recipe," Kise said proudly. "If I can see someone do it, I can copy it. It was just a matter of getting the ingredients and following how the witch did it. So can I use it, do you think?"

"You know it's not really going to make Aomine fall in love with you, right?"

"It's not for Aominecchi!" Kise cried. "What made you think it was!"

Kuroko bit back a comment about how Kise tended to follow Aomine around whining about Quidditch or something along those lines, and that despite Aomine's friendly teasing, kept coming around and chattering all the time. He supposed that could all be interpreted as intensive admiration. He shrugged. "Love potions strengthen with time," he said, hoping Kise's prolonged delay in giving the love potion would give him adequate time to ask Kagami to make an antidote. It wasn't that he didn't support Kise, but it wasn't like he was going to allow this underhand move to happen without his reaction. Still, the thought that Kise was willing to go that far was quite amusing. Kuroko couldn't help but chuckle the next time Kise came clamoring up to them when he was with Aomine. Aomine's mystified reaction and Kise's terrified squeals forced him to stumble away, holding in laughter.

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Aomine had swallowed his pride. He'd done all his research and studied up on all the terminology. This was a huge test. The biggest test of his entire life, in fact. If he failed it, he would be subject to the worst ridicule. It wasn't an admission to anything, or even acknowledgment of any equivalency. But – wasn't he the one to say that one shouldn't knock something if one hasn't tried it?

"Kagami," Aomine said during their winter break, after finding his housemate and Kuroko sitting heads together in the Great Hall watching Midorima and Akashi play Wizard's Chess match 129423 (so it seemed; whenever he saw bookworm and creepy eyes play Wizard's Chess it was all the freaking time). Words were hard, especially now he had an audience in Midorima's frustrated eyes and Akashi's amused ones. "I was wondering," he said, sounding as bored and mechanical as possible, "if you wanted to play basketball with me?"

"I thought you'd never ask!" Kagami shouted, leaping up and accidentally overturning the board in the process.

"Don't get so excited," Aomine said quickly, as Midorima grumbled audibly and collected the squeaking and pained pieces off the ground. "It's not that I'm saying it's equal to Quidditch in any way, but I thought maybe I'd just see what kind of…peasant Muggle sport you find so great…that isn't Quidditch…that's all."

"That's such a roundabout thing to say," Akashi said, making a leering face. Of course he insisted on playing as well. His excellent charms work allowed an empty classroom to be turned into a makeshift basketball court. Kuroko acted as referee. Midorima agreed reluctantly to play to even out the teams. And even though it definitely wasn't as fun as Quidditch and they played themselves into a stalemate against Midorima and Akashi, Aomine might have suggested they play again some other time.

"Typical," Kuroko said in his irritatingly knowing fashion.

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"I need to talk to you," Kise hissed, grabbing his collar in the middle of the hallway and guiding him by the neck to an empty classroom. Aomine would have mentioned something about choking, if he could speak. There was suddenly a need to throttle Kise soundly. He was just getting ready to knock some sense into the boy when Kise jabbed his wand and the door closed behind them ominously with a dull thud. He was also looking pretty impressively upset. "Why did you do that?"

"Do what?" Aomine asked, rubbing at his neck.

"That!" Kise cried, sounding completely scandalized. "In the match earlier! You…you…" He flushed righteously. "You pinched my butt."

"I totally never did that."

"Yes you did! You made me drop the Quaffle!"

"It worked, then," Aomine shrugged, scratching his nose. Kise sputtered at him. "You must be talking about the time I flew by you and then you clumsily let go of the Quaffle because you were so amazed at my presence. You don't need to smear my name."

"You touched me inappropriately!" Kise shouted. "Sometimes I wonder what I was thinking when I first thought you were really cool! You're not cool at all. You're just cocky when you're playing Quidditch and it's all just arrogance on your part! Well, I'm going to stop admiring you right this instance because

"So do you think Kise likes Aomine or something?" Kagami asked, after mulling over the possibility the entire time after the Quidditch match. Kuroko, keeping step with him with his bag heavy with Arithmancy books slung over his shoulder, scoffed. "I'm serious! I mean…he's always yowling and stuff and is really noisy but he keeps finding us and whining away…he keeps calling himself Aomine's rival, but really, I'm more of a rival than he is…"

"The question of Kise liking Aomine was never argued," Kuroko said, his footsteps unheard next to Kagami's noisy walk. "You remember the love potion antidote I asked you about?"

It took Kagami a moment to digest this new information. "Oh," he said.

"The real question is whether or not Aomine likes Kise."

It was Kagami's turn to scoff. "I don't know about anything like that, but Aomine doesn't dislike Kise, that's for sure. Somehow he doesn't find Kise annoying. I think it's his attention whoring attitude of his. He provokes Kise most of the time, you know. I don't think it would be too hard to just ignore him and walk along."

"Like schoolyard flirtation."

"I don't know. Maybe." Kagami wrinkled his nose. "Why are we talking about this?"

"Why," Kuroko echoed. "You said you wanted Transfiguration practice? Switching spells?"

"Yeah." They ducked into a nearby hallway and pushed open the door to the closest unused classroom, walking promptly into a deserted room where Kise and Aomine were making out. Kise made a strangled, high-pitched sound and broke away horrified, although his hands were still clutching Aomine's robes; Aomine turned and glared at them.

"This place is in use," he snarled, and charmed the door to close in their faces.

"That answered a few things," Kuroko said conversationally, gently leading a transfixed Kagami away from the door.

("They are?" Momoi squealed happily when Kuroko told her, leading Kagami to wonder if he was really the last one to notice anything.)

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"So I decided to appoint Mitobe as Gryffindor Quidditch captain," Hyuuga said after their last match, ensuring the Quidditch Cup in their possession for the third straight year.

There was a long silence before both Kagami and Aomine yelled, what!

"Mitobe?" Aomine shouted, shamelessly rude toward the fifth year, who looked flustered but was still silent. "He doesn't talk! How can he lead the team?"

"I can interpret!" Koganei, the other, fifth year beater chimed up. "Right now, he's saying he's flattered but he doesn't have to take the spot!"

"No," Hyuuga said, with heavy finality. "I thought about it for a long time. I think Mitobe's the best for captain out of this team." He glared at Kagami and Aomine. "Better than these green, underclassmen idiots, that's for sure."

"Captain," Aomine whined.

"Haven't I taught you how to speak to upperclassmen?" Hyuuga asked, smiling, although the air around him crackled menacingly. "It was decided upon, so shut up and accept it, okay? Aren't you even going to be upset that your beloved upperclassmen are graduating this year?"

"Captain," Kagami said, although he said it much more sympathetically and sadly than Aomine. "What are you going to be doing now you're done with school?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Hyuuga bragged, throwing his head around proudly, all memory of recent wrongdoings disappeared. "I shall be dealing with Muggle relations! I will be the bridge between the magical world and the Muggle world, explaining about the workings of the magical world…"

"He means he can whip out his stupid dioramas to physically show our history," Riko spoke up, coming up to the huddle from the stands. "He's got some made up and showed it to the Ministry of Magic when he went in for an interview. His replica of the Second Wizarding War is especially impressive."

"Muggles will be so impressed when they notice my efforts on my Harry figure," Hyuuga said smugly.

"Are you going to make a diorama about your wedding?" Aomine asked crudely. The team was familiar with Hyuuga's dioramas; he'd made four and charmed the figures to imitate the playing styles of their, and the other three Quidditch team's, players to figure out strategies and plays. Kagami had been fascinated enough, but Aomine thought they were quite a bore.

"Hasn't Junpei taught you how to talk to upperclassmen?" Riko asked with a grin, before punching Aomine in the neck.

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Note: Ok come at me losers, but this is the last chapter I have finished and am happy with so sorry but I might be absent for a while as school starts up again! Gomen KagaMomoi fans, as much as I love them as a pair they're only…puppy love…romance…help…