The first time he sees her is at a quiditch game, she shoots into the air, a rocket of red and gold as her broomstick lifts her upward. From beneath the bleachers he watches her from afar as she flys in midair against a swarm of green and silver, his swarm. True to her Griffindor class she fights through the sea of opponents making a landing only after the last minute runs out. It is a victory for them so he has more than enough reason not to smile.
She is beautiful. Dark with ebony hair and large brown eyes that seem to drift just out of contact with his own.
When she walks his way the girl does not say hello. Surrounded by cheering fans and shouting teammates she disappears before his very eyes without so much as sideways glance and he hates her for it. At that moment she stirs something in him. He cant describe it at first an odd feeling that puts a sinking sense within his chest. He barely knows her but right then decides the feeling he has is hate.
Authors note: The chapters will be a bit short but I felt like separating them worked best