During my third year, I joined the Quidditch team. I aimed to be a Seeker like my father, but the only available role was for a Chaser, like my mother, so I participated. When Lou Smith told me I had been selected, I knew Scorpius's eyes would finally be on me, at least during matches. He would have hated me if I defeated his team, and that was okay. Hate is an emotion, so he would feel something for me. But even in this case, my plans fell apart. Scorpius never attended matches when he could avoid them. He often missed even the Slytherin ones. In return, someone else entered my life. There was a guy I started seeing more and more often, in the most secluded spot of the stands during training sessions. He was tall and slim, had brown hair and wore Ravenclaw colors. I later found out his name was Dylan Corner. He never made a move, and I wasn't even sure if he was there for me, but he didn't bother anyone, so we let him stay.