She was far more beautiful than any Veela he had seen in any Quidditch game his father had taken him to. She was so much more breath-taking than anything in this world. She had to be his, had to be. He would not take no as an answer. He would fight thousands of men just to get her, or at least the crowd that had gathered around her. She was the Polaris 6000, and 11 year-old Oliver Wood was in love.