<strong>Lily</strong><br/><br/>"Nah, we had a pint of Butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks.  It's not half of what it's been made out to be.  Tell you what, score more points than me in our first match and I'll thoroughly consider any invitation by you to the Three Broomsticks," Lily replied without missing a beat.<br/><br/>Lily glanced down the long table of Ravenclaw students to Melinda Bagwell before returning her attention to those around her,  "Quidditch Captain is better than Head Girl anyway.  If Megan had both responsibilities the team would suffer.  This year we'll beat all the other Houses and win the Quidditch Cup.  When's tryouts and the first practice, Megan?"<br/><br/>"Looks like your plan to lose your brother must've backfired or something, Leah.  Least the sorting hat put you in different Houses.  That doesn't happen very often.  Of course, my brother didn't follow the family tradition either.  He was a Slytherin and followed my uncle, mother's brother, in that.  Guess you could call him the black sheep, even if he acts like he's better than the rest of us."<br/><br/>Lily took a sip from her unsweetened, pomegranate infused tea before continuing on.  [color]"So what's your class schedule?  What's it like being a witch in America?"[/color]<br/><br/>"Oh, and if anyone around here tells you that you "throw like a girl" take it as a compliment.  The guys wish they could throw like me."