Okay, so I know it's a day late, but here is the next chapter. This week has been very hectic and I surprised myself by actually being able to post a chapter this week. With finals starting this week, and a ton of work that I have to do as well, I'm still hoping to continue to update as regularly as possible until the semester ends for me next week. Thanks for sticking by me, and I hope you enjoy the chapter.


Chapter 3

It was finally Thursday, which meant flying lessons for the first year Gryffindors who, much to the annoyance of Harry and Olivia, had them with the first year Slytherins. Now Olivia knew that her brother could not stand a certain blonde Slytherin, but to be honest, no one hated him more than she did. So, as she went to join her brother and Ron for breakfast, she was not very happy when she noticed the Slytherin standing at the table near Neville, and what appeared to be, taunting the Gryffindors.

"Is there a reason you seem to always be in my way?" Olivia said angrily to the boy.

"Maybe you're the one who's in my way," he replied. Olivia gritted her teeth to prevent her from saying anything that could get her into trouble.

"You better watch it Malfoy," Olivia warned.

"Or what?" Malfoy retorted. He may have tried to sound tough, but Olivia could tell that he was scared of what she would do.

"What's going on?" Professor McGonagall asked as she approached the Gryffindor table.

"Malfoy's got my Remembrall, Professor," Neville said. With a scowl, Malfoy dropped the Remembrall back onto the table.

"Just looking," he said with a smirk directed at Olivia, and then walked away with his two goons.

With another look at the Gryffindors, Professor McGonagall left the four to their breakfast.

"I hate Malfoy," Olivia huffed as she sat down at the table. "I mean, who does he think he is anyway?"

"Just let it go for now, Liv," Harry said. "He's not worth it." Olivia again huffed angrily, but said nothing more about Malfoy or the Remembrall incident the rest of the time during breakfast.

When it was finally 3:30, Olivia, Harry, and the rest of the Gryffindors headed down for their flying lessons with the Slytherins.

Shortly after their arrival, their teacher, Madam Hooch, had them stand by a broomstick. After telling them to hold their right hand out over the broom and shout "Up!" they all took turns.

"Up!" Olivia shouted causing her broom to lift up slightly before falling back to the ground. She shouted at her broom once more, only this time with a bit more confidence, and the broom shot straight up into her hand.

She looked over at Harry to see that he already had is broom in his hand before looking over to Ron who seemed to be struggling slightly. She noticed that Neville couldn't even seem to get his broom to move at all, where as Hermione got hers to roll around on the ground, but not go to her hand.

Madame Hooch had then shown them how to properly mount their brooms, which caused Olivia to snicker at Malfoy since Madam Hooch had told him he had been doing it wrong.

After Neville had to be taken to the hospital wing by Madam Hooch for falling off of his broom and breaking his wrist, Harry ended up on his broom in the air along with Malfoy, who had taken Neville's Remembrall.

Olivia was delighted when Harry caught the Remembrall like it was nothing, but was scared when Professor McGonagall showed up and appeared very angry.

As Harry was led away by Professor McGonagall, Olivia noticed the smirks on Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle's faces, which was enough for her that day. She already had enough of his attitude at breakfast, and she didn't want to deal with it anymore.

So, filled with anger, Olivia stomped over to him.

"You better not say a word," she said angrily.

"What are you going to do about it then?" Malfoy asked as his smirk grew. Much like that morning, Olivia gritted her teeth together, which startled Malfoy slightly as he did know what she was capable of.

"I would really choose your next words carefully, if I were you," Olivia warned.

"Oh, I'm so scared," he mocked. "Potter's gonna-"

CRACK! Olivia had once again kicked Malfoy as hard as she could in the shin, only this time he actually fell to the ground in pain.

"I told you to choose carefully," she said before walking over to her fellow Gryffindors.

"That was brilliant, Liv," Ron said before laughing at the look on Malfoy's face.

"You shouldn't have done that Olivia," Hermione scolded. "You could get into a lot of trouble for that."

"So?" Olivia replied. "It was worth it. Malfoy's been getting on my nerves."

"Still, it wasn't a good idea."

"Lay off Hermione," Ron said. "You would have done the same thing."

Hermione huffed and crossed her arms, causing Ron to roll his eyes at her.

"Forget about it Ron," Olivia said. Unlike him and Harry, Olivia actually liked Hermione and was hoping they could be friends. Even though the girl sometimes had that know-it-all attitude about her, Olivia still looked past that.

When Madam Hooch came back, it was hard for her not to notice Malfoy who was still clutching his leg on the ground.

"Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing?" she asked. Malfoy got up, and looked at the teacher. It was then that Olivia noticed the few tears that had shed from the boy's eyes.

At first Olivia felt bad, but then she remembered that it was Malfoy and he deserved what he got; after all, she had warned him again.

Malfoy opened his mouth and was, as Olivia thought, about to tell Madam Hooch what she did, but stopped as soon as he noticed the glare coming from her.

"I have bad balance," he answered slowly, after a moment. Madam Hooch gave him a speculative look before continuing with the lesson.

Once the lesson was finally over, Olivia and Ron made their way to the Great Hall for dinner.

When Olivia saw Harry already seated at the Gryffindor table, she ran over and sat down next to him, followed shortly by Ron. Olivia was worried about how much trouble her brother got in, but when she asked him, he said he didn't get in any trouble at all.

"Then what did McGonagall take you out of the lesson for?" Olivia asked. Harry then told her and Ron about how he was made Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"Did I miss anything?" Harry asked.

"No, not really," Olivia replied.

"What do you mean 'no'?" Ron asked. "Liv kicked Malfoy." Ron laughed at the memory while Olivia smacked her hand against her forehead. Apparently Ron didn't get that she didn't want to tell Harry about the Malfoy incident.

"Liv," Harry groaned. "Why would you do that?"

"Don't give me that Harry," Olivia replied. "He deserved it for being a huge prat."

"She didn't get in trouble either," Ron added. "Malfoy was too scared to of her to tell Madam Hooch what really happened." Then he laughed again.

"You should have seen the scared look on his face," Olivia said.

"I can't believe Malfoy didn't tell Madame Hooch what you did," Harry replied.

"I can," Olivia said. "Malfoy's a coward; once you fight back he runs off like a scared little kid." At that moment, none other than Draco Malfoy himself decided to make an appearance at the Gryffindor table along with his two goons Crabbe and Goyle.

After Malfoy had challenged Harry to a wizard's duel, Olivia couldn't help but say something to him before he left.

"You might want to get your leg looked at Malfoy," she said. "You hit the ground pretty hard when you fell." Then she smirked, even more when Malfoy's face turned very red from embarrassment, before walking back to the Slytherin table.

"He told Madam Hooch he fell?" Harry asked.

"And he cried," Olivia answered. Harry couldn't help but laugh a little at this, which definitely made him feel better about the upcoming duel with Malfoy.

"Excuse me."

All three Gryffindors looked up to see Hermione standing there.

"Can't a person eat in peace in this place?" Ron asked with a slight groan. Olivia kicked him from under the table. Fortunately, Hermione ignored Ron and looked at Harry.

"I couldn't help overhearing what you and Malfoy were saying-"

"Bet you could," Ron said under his breath, causing Olivia to kick him again.

"-and you mustn't go wandering around the school at night, think of the points you'll lose Gryffindor if you're caught, and you're bound to be. It's really very selfish of you."

"Ad it's really non of your business," Harry said.

"Goodbye," Ron added. Hermione's face fell a bit before she huffed and walked away. Olivia felt quite sorry for the girl considering she was just trying to get them out of doing something stupid.

"You two really are stupid," Olivia said before getting up.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked. Olivia ignored Harry's question, and instead started to chase after Hermione.

"Did she just call us stupid?" she heard Ron ask confused.

By the time Olivia caught up with Hermione, they were already outside of the Great Hall.

"I'm sorry about my brother," Olivia said. "Can't say the same for Ron, though."

"Yes, well, if they get in trouble it's all on them," Hermione replied. "By the way, you're very lucky Malfoy didn't tell Madam Hooch what you did; you would have gotten in a lot of trouble." This was when Olivia remembered why she could only tolerate so much of the girl.

"He didn't though, so there's no need to worry about it," Olivia replied, attempting to take the focus off of her.

"Do you think Harry will really go through with it?" Hermione asked after a moment.

"Of course he will," Olivia scoffed. "That's just how Harry is; once he has his mind set on something, there's no changing it."

"Can't you do anything to stop him? You are his sister after all."

"Yeah, but I'm his younger sister," Olivia replied. "Even if I tried he wouldn't listen to me. If he gets in trouble, he gets in trouble; there's not much I can do about it."

"Does no one care about winning the house cup?" Hermione groaned before stomping off.

"Drama queen," Olivia muttered before slowly following her up to the common room.

Not long after Olivia made it into the common room and made herself comfortable, did Harry and Ron walk through the portrait hole.

"Where did you go?" Harry asked.

"To talk to Hermione," she answered. "Actually, I apologized for your attitude."

"What did you do that for?" Ron complained.

"Because Ron, you two were being very rude. Besides, she was only trying to help."

"For starters, she can help by staying out of our way," Ron said. Olivia rolled her eyes at this.

"So what's your brilliant plan to sneak out tonight?" Olivia asked. "I have some ideas."

"Liv, you're not coming," Harry said.

"What do you mean I'm not coming?" Olivia asked angrily.

"Only Ron and I are going," Harry replied.

"That's not fair," Olivia argued. "It's not like I'm going to do anything to get you in trouble."

"Doesn't matter," Harry said. "You're still not coming with us."

"Why not?"

"Because I said so." Olivia hated when Harry put his foot down like that. He may have been older than her by a few minutes, but he was in no way the boss of her, and Olivia couldn't stand it when he acted like he was.

"Fine, but don't come crying to me when you get in trouble," Olivia said before going up to bed. If Harry and Ron got in trouble, it would be their entire fault.

The next morning, Olivia found herself walking down to breakfast alone. She really didn't mind, but it was rather unusual.

Once she reached the Great Hall, she noticed Harry, Ron, Neville, and surprisingly Hermione, all sitting down together for breakfast.

"Morning," Olivia said, eyeing the four suspiciously.

"Morning Liv," Harry replied with a yawn.

"How did the duel with Malfoy go?" she asked as she grabbed some breakfast.

"There wasn't one," Hermione answered with a glare at Harry ad Ron.

"Malfoy set us up," Harry clarified. "We almost got caught by Filch."

"I would have much rather been caught then end up with that three headed dog again," Neville replied.

"What!?" Olivia yelled. "Let me get this straight; I wasn't allowed to go, but Neville and Hermione were!?"

"Liv-" Harry cut in.

"AND you found a three headed dog?!"

"I'm sorry, Liv," Harry said.

"Yeah," Ron added. "Hermione followed us, and Neville was locked out so we brought him along." By this point, Hermione and Neville were no longer interested in the conversation between the two Potters and Ron; they honestly wanted to forget about the whole incident.

"That's not fair," Olivia complained. "Why did I have to miss out on the good stuff?" Ron was actually stunned silent for a moment. He must not have expected Olivia to be upset about not getting to see the three-headed dog, but rather that Harry almost got in trouble for doing something stupid. Harry, on the other hand, just rolled his eyes at his sister, as he knew she got like that occasionally.

"I promise you can go next time, alright?" Harry said.

"Fine," Olivia huffed. "But if you tell me I can't go next time, you'll be sorry." Again Harry rolled his eyes at Olivia; he knew she really would be upset, but she wouldn't do anything very serious. At most, Olivia would most likely ignore him until either Harry apologized for not including her, or Olivia got bored with giving him the silent treatment.

Ron, though, honestly thought Olivia would most likely resort to the same tactics she used with Malfoy.

"Remind me to never make her angry," Ron whispered to Harry who shook his head at his friend.

Unfortunately for the three Gryffindors, nothing exciting happened until Halloween.


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