"Hey who is that?" Oliver asked interestedly as he stepped off from the Hogwarts train when it had reached its destination and came to a complete stop. Fred Weasley followed Oliver's gaze and instantly burst out laughing. "What?" Oliver asked irritably, though he never took his eyes off this mystery person that he was watching intently. "You... you don't... know... who...she is?" Fred gasped between his laughter. "Just answer the bloody question Fred, who is that girl?" Oliver said firmly. "Oh man, have you ever been present to this school at all? Oh wait... I'm talking to Oliver Wood and I forget that all he ever thinks about is Quidditch," Fred corrected himself, a wide grin still apparent on his face. "Oh forget it already, I'm going to go talk to her," Oliver muttered pushing Fred aside as he began to stride towards the girl who he had a great interest in. A hand shot out and grabbed Oliver by his forearm. "Are you bloody crazy? Come off of it Oliver, that's Marcus's girlfriend of three years!" Fred cried out, his eyes held disbelief. "Flint? She's Flint's girlfriend?" Oliver asked incredulously. "Where have you been? Everyone knows that!" Fred pointed out. "Everyone know's what?" George Weasley, Fred's twin brother piped up as he stepped off of the train. "Oliver thinks he can go up on his high horse and go prancing to Aryianna Shelton," Fred explained to his brother. George gave Oliver a funny look. "Oliver, you know that she's Flint's girlfriend and that she's in Slytherin, right?" George asked cautiously. "Completely out of his mind, he wants to woe Aryianna," Fred shook his head disbelievingly. "I'd like to see Aryianna fall for a Gryffindor, she'd probably chew you up and spit you out Oliver," George frowned at Aryianna Shelton who was standing by herself near one of the carriages which seemed to be pulled by invisible horses. "How can she refuse these looks and these eyes?" Oliver asked as he prodded his face and flexed his muscles. "What's up with you Oliver? You've never been interested in girls before," George observed keenly. "Well it's my final year, and I thought I should start taking interest in something else," Oliver stated out. "Well take interest in something that's not already taken, will you?" George said as he rolled his eyes and stocked off. "What's his problem?" Oliver asked Fred. "Oh don't worry about it; he's had a crush on Aryianna since our first year. She chewed that silly git up and spit him out. I guess he just wants to look out for you. But I agree with George, don't go for a Slytherin. Cocky group of people they are," Fred muttered and with that said, he too walked off. Oliver shrugged and sighed as he turned back to face Aryianna. It puzzled him why he never noticed her before. She was actually quite beautiful compared to other Slytherin girls. She had long flowing black hair, sort of elfin features that didn't make her seem ugly though, but in fact contributed to her beauty, and she had these incredible silvery blue eyes that were just as silver as the moon. She suddenly glanced his way as if realizing that someone's eyes were upon her. Oliver straightened up as best he could and offered her a small smile. She cast him a curious look, but it appeared to have a tinge of annoyance in it. She didn't return the smile however, but turned in the direction of which her name was called. Oliver also looked to see who had called and frowned in disgust. Marcus Flint came trotting up to his girlfriend with a big, stupid grin on his face. He leaned forward and whispered something in Aryianna's ear that caused her to giggle loudly and glance Oliver's way. Oliver suddenly got the nasty feeling that they were talking about him. "Hoy, Oliver! You do want to ride with us, don't you?" Fred hollered out at him from one of the carriages windows. "Yeah, sure," Oliver mumbled as he began to make his way towards the awaiting carriage that Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were waiting in. He kept his eye on Aryianna the whole entire time, and it was only when Marcus leaned forward to kiss her, did Oliver finally avert his gaze. Indeed Aryianna was pretty, in fact she was gorgeous. Oliver wondered to himself why he had never noticed Aryianna before. It was a shame that she was a Slytherin. It was even more of a disappointment to know that she was Flint's girlfriend. Oliver gritted his teeth at the thought of Marcus Flint but ignored the feeling of hatred since it was only common to feel hatred towards Marcus Flint. But the hatred was worse now that before since Marcus had Aryianna at his side.