Hey everyone

This is a fic written by us, The Usual Suspects, Emma and Mallory. It's basically a collaberation with our two original characters, Liv and Ivy. If you want more info on those two, it's recommended to read "Harry Potter and the Immortality of the Phoenix" for Liv and "Tug of War or Tug of Ivy" for Ivy. This doesn't really go with our other stories, it's just for fun.

Disclaimer:We own: Ivy, Liv, the plot and that piece of paper on the other side of the desk. At least Emma does.

Chapter 1: Let the Games Begin

Liv Watson made her way up to Malfoy Manor quickly to get out of the rain.

She made it to the door and was about to raise the silver serpent knocker when the large oak doors opened.

"Miss Watson, it's nice to see you again. We've been expecting you," the butler, Hector said. She nodded to him as he took her Louis Vuitton suitcase and tote.

"Shall I announce you arrival, Miss?" Hector asked.

Liv shook her head slightly and Hector went off saying, "Your things will be in your usual room." She nodded once more and was about to go upstairs when Lucius walked into the foyer with a travelling cloak on.

"Olivia! It's nice to see you in a rather pleasant circumstances," he said, referring to the battle that had taken place a few weeks earlier.

"Have you just returned from somewhere, Lucius?" Liv asked.

"Yes, I have just returned from a business trip in France."

"I hope you business went well?"

"Thank you for your inquiry. Yes, it went very well."

Another blonde walked into the entry hall and Liv squealed and rushed into the blonde's arms.

"Draco!" she said as she hugged him.

"Liv!" he squealed back in imitation of his friend.

Lucius raised his eyebrows and said, "Draco, my study, please, now," he put a strong emphasis on the final word that Liv pulled away from Draco, took his hand and looked at him with worry in her eyes.

He just smiled a bit as if to tell her not to worry and squeezed her hand. She nodded and he walked away, holding onto her hand until the last second when she was left standing there, her arm extended, still dripping wet from the rain.

The door to Liv's room opened and she took in the familiar scene. The large four-poster bed with its god hangings and gold and green duvet and pillows, which were numerous. The bookshelves that were stacked high with rare volumes. The large bay windows that had the gauzy gold drapes pulled to the sides to let in the sunlight, which wasn't present. The floor to ceiling (which was a good four metres high) windows just let the rain be seen. She treaded over the wooden floor to look out the windows.

After watching the rain for a while, she turned back to her room. Her things were already unpacked and she had fresh flowers on her bedside table.

"This is not what most people would expect the Malfoy Manor to be like," she thought, but made sure Harry wasn't listening in to her thoughts first. She was about to sit at her mahogany vanity to see what she could do about her rained on hair when she heard something out in the corridor.

She stood, shed her jacket and went out to the hallway. Draco was hunched over and trying to get to his room. She went to him quickly and saw he had a bleeding cut on his forehead and was clutching his ribcage.

"Lucius wasn't happy with you was he?" she asked.

"No. His attempted murder by me didn't go over well, as you can see," Draco replied.

"Bastard," Liv muttered. Draco smirked and winced.

"Come on, we should get you cleared up," Liv said as she helped him to his room, despite his protests.

Three-quarters of an hour later, Draco was mended. His ribs, which turned out to be fractured, as well as his arm, were fixed and his cut on his face was bandaged.

The two headed down to dinner and finished in silence, as Lucius was present.

Afterwards they went to take a stroll in the rain-soaked gardens together, Lucius had some evil plotting or other to do.

As Draco and Liv walked through the wet garden, he spoke up. "There's something I should tell you, Liv," he said.

"What is it?" she asked. She then caught sight of a black thing in flight go towards her windows.

"I have to go, tell me tomorrow, would you?" she said as she kissed him softly and quickly on the cheek before dashing off to her room.

As she did, Draco touched the spot on his face where she had kissed him, confused.

Liv had already taken a shower, dried her hair and put her pajamas, which consisted of a pair of pants that had a design of black diamonds on a white background and a blue three-quarters top, on when she pulled her dark hair back into a ponytail and put her glasses on.

She wore the glasses when she felt like it. They were really to be worn when reading, but she only wore them when no one was around.

Taking a seat at her mahogany desk, she opened the letter that the black flying shape, which turned out to be Helen, had left on her desk.

Dear Liv,

I hope things are going all right with you. Ron's gone back to the Burrow for a week or two and Harry and I are about to go mad from sitting here staring at each other. Yes, I know there are tons of things to do here, but it's just no fun without you and Ron. I hope you got there all right and am having a good time.

Love from,

Hermione

Liv felt a bit guilty, but shrugged it off and went to her bed. She took off her glasses and drew the curtains around her bed, partially. She extinguished the candle that she had with her for light and drifted off to sleep.

The next day, after a quick fly around the Manor, she decided to take a walk in the gardens to give Draco a letter that had come for him.

She suddenly thought about what it was that Draco wanted to tell her the previous night and walked thinking of what it could have been. She came to a fountain that was at the center of the hedge maze in the garden when she heard voices.

Curious when the voices stopped, she went around to the other end of the fountain and saw Draco. Draco kissing a girl. Draco kissing a girl that wasn't Liv! "That last observation was really strange," Liv thought.

"Draco, does this by chance to have anything to do with what you were going to tell me last night?" she asked.

The two flew apart and looked at Liv. Draco merely nodded and Liv made contact with the girl Draco had been kissing.

"Ivy Starr isn't it?" Liv asked with just the slightest hint of venom in her voice.

The girl nodded and Liv turned to Draco.

"So now do you care to explain what the bloody hell is going on?" she said menacingly.

He started to stutter an explanation, but Liv's sight fell on the Ravenclaw that had been kissing Draco, her Draco, okay he wasn't hers per say, but still.

"Say, you're not jealous are you?" Ivy asked.

Liv shot her a look of pure loathing, she was good at that. If look could have killed, Draco would be single again.

Surprisingly, Ivy returned the glare.

Draco said, "I'll leave you two to get acquainted then."

As he walked by Liv he said, "You don't have your wand do you?"

She shook her head and he breathed a sigh of relief. She glared at him and muttered," I'd still worry," and he left.

"So, who are you?" Ivy asked.

"If you're thinking a jealous ex or something, think again," Liv replied coolly.

"You don't like me do you?"

"Not a bit"

"Shame... Oh, well I don't much care for you either."

"That's lucky"

The girls glared at each other some more. Liv broke the tense silence by saying, "I can hold grudges like you wouldn't know. I warn you not to do anything you'd regret."

"As can I. Well, let the games begin then,"

"Touché."

With that, Liv mounted her broom and flew to her room.