Chapter 1
"We could go practice Quidditch?" Lexa suggested. Although only she, Clarke, and Octavia were in the group leaving the great hall after breakfast there were a few other students staying for the holidays. Lexa's older sister was off doing tours and interviews for her a post graduation appointment. Octavia and Bellamy always stayed as well, not that Bellamy usually associated with Octavia's friends. And of course, Clarke lived at Hogwarts full-time unless she was visiting her father in Boston.
Octavia nodded eagerly. "That sounds great. Clarke can keep for us and I can kick both your asses scoring a hundred goals."
Clarke rolled her eyes. "Why don't you keep for Lexa and I?"
Octavia stopped walking and glared at her best friend. "It's not like you are going to practice seeking with only three of us so if you keep we can both practice scoring." She got a smirk on her face. "Or are you afraid that if you let us practice both Ravenclaw and Slytherin will beat you in the house cup instead of just Slytherin? You know Anya's taken the snitch from you in the last two years."
Clarke groaned at her friend's teasing. "Hey! I heard that the new charms professor was a keeper when she was in school. Why don't we go see if she wants to play?"
Lexa shrugged. "She wasn't at breakfast though so maybe she is sleeping."
"We can go ask but I bet Clarke's crush is busy," Octavia teased.
"I DO NOT have a crush on her. She's like ... old," Clarke looked at Lexa for confirmation and to let Lexa know that she didn't have a crush on anyone. Ok. On anyone else.
The older girl grinned. "I wonder why Octavia thinks you have a crush on her then. I mean it's not like you've been telling us to that she's so young to be a professor and so smart and that you like her class so much and she's so much better than Flitwick and interesting..."
By the time they had reached the charms classroom, Clarke had turned red and folded her arms over her chest insisting that she was no longer talking to her friends who laughed at her embarrassment. Really it was just a guess that Professor Reyes was in the classroom but she hadn't been at breakfast and Lexa needed to go get her broom from her room anyway so she could always go by her Head of House's rooms while she was there. The Ravenclaw reached to open the door and Octavia stepped through with Clarke close behind. And while Clarke was a seeker Octavia showed some lightening quick reflexes in turning as quickly as humanly possible when she got a look at what was going on against the front podium of the classroom and gasped loudly to push Clarke back out the door as Lexa slapped her hands over the Gryffendor's eyes.
"Sorry!" Octavia called as she pulled the door closed behind her.
Lexa quickly pulled her hands away from Clarke's face. "Well, let's go play. I can keep or we can all take turns."
"What? What?" Clarke sputtered. "Why did you push me out of the room and what the hell?"
Lexa looked at Octavia for a moment before the Slytherin answered. "Clarke you don't want to know. Let's go enjoy our break ok?"
Clarke looked angry but decided to just go along with it. "Ok," she stomped forward, "We can get our brooms and meet on the pitch." She sighted the great hall and stopped for a minute. "I'm going to grab something to eat and take it up to mom while I'm getting my broom. She probably slept late."
Lexa and Octavia again made eye contact, neither willing to say anything to contradict their friend, instead eagerly agreeing to meet her on the pitch.