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Oliver

[Ugh, everytime I look at you I feel as if nothing else matters, and that you should be mine. But I hate this
feeling. It makes my skin crawl. Like in Quidditch, when you smiled at me in your gleeful triumph, I couldn't
bear it. That's my reason for hitting you.]
"Thank God for it being so easy to turn love to hate," he whispered, then walked into the Slytherin
changerooms.