Disclaimer: Lizzy is mine, all mine!!!! **Insane laughter** Everyone else belongs to what's' her name. The rich woman in England who is forcing us to wait till June 3, 2003. Evil git!

Bad Author Notes: another short connecting story. Sorry if the French didn't come across very well. I tried my best.

Lizzy

By Lady FoxFire

Aug 3, 2002

"Here's an interesting one Harry, first female Seeker of Hogwarts." Ginny said as she turned the pages of a thick book. "Elizabeth Black. I wonder if she related Sirius." She mumbled to herself as she glanced at the sleeping man next to Harry's bed.

Clearing her throat she began to read. "Elizabeth 'Lizzy' Black first female seeker of Hogwarts…" her voice trails off. "Bloody hell! Where's the rest of it? All they have are the scores of her games, nothing more." She mumbled aloud as she flipped through the book looking for more information on her. "They had more on other players so why not one her?"

"Because it was a great scandal at the time." A kindly voice said from the doorway.

Ginny jumped out of her at the unexpected voice, the book falling to the floor with a loud thump. Grasped her chest, Ginny panted. "Professor Dumbledore you startled me!"

With a soft chuckle Dumbledore stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him. "I'm sorry child. I didn't mean to startle you. But in true I was not expecting to find you here. I was under the assumption that it was Sirius's time to sit with Harry." He said turning his attention to where Harry's godfather slept.

"It was sir. But I…" her voice trailed off as she studied the tops of her shoes.

"What did you do child?" The Headmaster asked in a kind but firm voice.

"Well I… He has been… And Snape, he made…" she stuttered around the answer.

"Virginia Weasley." Dumbledore said in a voice Molly always uses when one of her children was in trouble.

"I… I… I gave him a potion." Ginny ducked her head waiting for the explosion that was bound to follow.

Dumbledore settled in a chair at the foot of Harry's bed. His gazed wondered over Harry's still form. The bruises had slowly turned a sickly green color over the past week, his eyes were still vacate. "Please explain Miss Weasley." He said in a tired voice.

Ginny swallowed nervously before launching into her tale. "For the past few days Sirius hasn't been sleeping well and he been snapping at everyone about everything and anything. I think he's been having nightmare about you know." She said with a nod towards Harry. "Well I didn't think this was the right attitude to have around Harry right now. So I talked about it with Professor Snape and I…" Ginny took a deep breath. "I slipped a sleeping potion into his hot chocolate." She bluttered out in one breath.

"I see." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. "And how long will Sirius be asleep?"

Ginny chewed on her bottom lips nervously. "I'm not sure sir." Her voice squeaked. "The potion was for him to sleep until his body was fully rested. Hermione, Ron and I had it planned that we would cover all of Sirius's shift until he woke up." She said bushfully.

Dumbledore nodded his head thoughtfully before leaning down and picking up the book Ginny had dropped. "Hogwarts History of Quidditch?"

"It was my idea headmaster. I thought that if Harry could hear our voices that it would help bring him out. He would know that he was surrounded by people that love him." A blush came to her checks at the word love. "Hermione is reading History of Hogwarts and Ron is reading…." Her brow furrow with concentration. "Actually I'm not sure what he's reading to him."

Dumbledore chuckled at the young girl. "A wise idea on both count child. A wise ideas indeed. However I do wish you had come to me about as the Americans say slipping Sirius a Mickey."

"Yes Headmaster." Ginny said in a chastised voice, her head hanging low.

"I would have helped." Ginny's head jerked up in surprise. "Now I believe you were reading about Lizzy Black when I came in."

"Yes sir. But they didn't write anything about her." Ginny said her voice laced with confusion and frustration.

"You have to understand my dear child at that time a lady did not play Quidditch. So when a woman became the Gryffindor seeker, it was a great scandal." Dumbledore explain with a far away look in his eyes.

"But why sir? Why couldn't a woman play Quidditch? and how did she become a seeker if woman weren't allow?" Ginny bluttered out as she sat on the edge of her chair.

"Ah now that is a tale." The headmaster said as he summoned two mugs of hot chocolate with marshmallow cream for them. "You must realized that at that time women where assumed to be too delicate to play such a rough and dangerous game such as Quidditch." Ginny snorted at that comment. "Because of that woman were forbidden to even try to play the game."

Dumbledore took a sip of his drink. Licking the marshmallows from his mustache he continues. "Now the Black family had very strong ideas on what a woman could and could not do. To put it simply they believed that a woman could do whatever she put her mind too. They were truly rebels at that time. Her family was much like your Ginny. They lived and breathed Quidditch. And Lizzy was the family seeker."

"Now during her second year the position of Seeker became available. So pulling her long hair under cap, she tried out for the team and won it easily. When they came to announce that Black was the new Gryffindor seeker, someone asked what his first name was." Dumbledore said with a chuckle. "You can image their reaction when she pulled her cap off, her long hair spilling down her back and she replying Elizabeth."

"So what happened. I mean she played as a seeker. The game scores are in the book. So how did she stay on the team if females weren't allowed to play." Ginny asked in confusion as she played with a strand of her hair.

His eyes twinkle merrily as Dumbledore continue the story. "As you can image the team pleaded with everyone for her to be removed from the team. But since there was no written rule against a female playing and because she was able to keep up with her schoolwork, there was nothing anyone could do."

"Gryffindor because the laughing stock of the school. Even her fellow Gryffindor turned against her much like they did to Harry during his second year."

"The first game of the season was Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor, Hufflepuff favored to win due to Lizzy being on the team. The playing was intense. The Gryffindor team trying to get every point possible so they could win when the Hufflepuff seeker caught the snitch."

"It came to as a shock to everyone when Lizzy flew down and stopped Professor Oakhart, who was the referee of the game and slammed the golden snitch into his hand. She said she had caught it fives minutes ago. With that’s she walked out of the arena, her head held up high to the stun silence of the crowd."

Ginny chuckled at the tale. "I beat they were happy to have her on the team after that."

The Headmaster sighed sadly. "Unfortunately that was not the case. Many claim that she had cheated. While others claim that it was a case of dumb luck. After that game, her life became much worst. Students in every house started to taunt her and playing cruel pranks on her. Every the professor were unjust to her often grading her work harder than they did to other students. Everyone pressing her to quit because she was a female playing a man's game."

"So what happen? She continues to play. What changed?"

"Ah that was game in which Gryffindor played against Slytherin. By that team her team had turned completely against her to the point they didn't care if they won or lost, they just wanted her off the team."

"The Slytherin beater would hit the buldge as often as they could during the game. While her team allowed them without trying to defend her at all. She was able to dodge most of the buldge with only a few injuries. When she caught sight of the snitch that’s when the Slytherin tactics change. You can image her racing after the snitch the Slytherin seeker on her tail as other member of the Slytherin team attacked as the could."

"Those dirty cheats!" Ginny snarled. "They could stand for the idea of being beat by a girl! Those lousy no good…"

"Virginia." The headmaster said with a disapproving look.

"Sorry Headmaster." Ginny said with a sheepish look on her face. "So what happened? Did she catch the snitch? How did she win her team approval?"

Dumbledore chuckled at the girl. "Yes she did caught the snitch and she won the game for Gryffindor, however the Slytherin team was able to seriously injury her."

"Now when she was release from the hospital wing that night she return to find a party to celebrate the Gryffindor win over the Slytherin. You can image her reaction to all the praise of what a fine team Gryffindor had. To their well-honed teamwork."

"How many did she send to the hospital wing?" Ginny asked with an evil smirk on her face as she image all the damage she would have done if she were in Lizzy's place.

"Surprisingly none. Although I would wager that a number of them should have seen the nurse." Dumbledore explain with a smirk on his face. "But the injuries she infected on them with her sharp tongue was the worst."

Ginny's grin grew larger as her eyes twinkled merrily. "What did she say to them?"

"Ah the exact words have been lost to history." Dumbledore explained sadly. "But I believe the general tone was that she was the one who won the game even with her teammate help. At that a real Gryffindor would be supportive of her. Would support her in breaking new ground for women. That a real Gryffindor would have gone to the hospital to visit her.

~*~

"Ahh Paris." Petunia sigh happily as she sipped her cappuccino. "No other city like it."

Her hand brushed a strand of her new hairstyle behind her ear. Her lips pulled back in a heart felt smile as her eyes twinkled. "I'm in Paris and I'm free. Free of that bloated excuse of a man and his bastard son."

"Pardonnez-moi Madame mais ъtes ce positionnement pris?" asked man. He swept his blond hair out of his face as his gray eyes took in the sight of Petunia hungry.

She swallowed nervously as a blush appeared on her face. "Dщsolщ Parlez peu franчais."

"English?" The handsome man suddenly said with a proper British accent

"Yes!" Petunia said with a giggle. "Petunia Evans." She introduced herself holding her hand out to him.

"Lucius Malfoy." He replied as he turned her hand over so he could kiss the back of it. "How could it be that such a beautiful woman such as yourself is alone in Paris. Or am I mistake?"

"You're not mistake." Petunia looking away in shame. "I'm here in Paris recovering from a nasty divorce." She said with a straight face as she lied convincely.

"I…" Malfoy stuttered a little. He licked his lips as he struggled around what he was going to say. "Paris is not a city to be alone in. Would you like to join me for dinner? I know a little place just down the way. We could sit and eat.

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Translation:

Pardonnez-moi Madame mais ъtes ce positionnement pris - Pardon me madam but is this set taken?"

Dщsolщ Parlez peu franчais. - Sorry. Speak little French.