"She broke Pansy's nose?!" Ginny exclaimed. She was sitting in the Gryffindor common room with Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Hermione nodded. "Yeah. Storm went over and said something, Pansy slapped her, she punched Pansy and elbowed her in the windpipe. It was interesting."

Ginny looked impressed. "I wonder where she learned to fight. Maybe she could teach me."

Harry looked at her in confusion. "Gin, you grew up with six brothers. How do you not know how to fight?"

"I never said I didn't know how to fight." she replied. "But it doesn't hurt to pick up a few pointers."

Oliver came into the common room. "I'm going to go meet Storm. We'll see you guys in the common room, yeah?" The group nodded, all wondering why his hair messier than usual.

Malfoy sat on the leather couch working on his Transfiguration essay. He had just finished when he saw Storm coming from the girls' dorms. "Hey you."

Storm sat next to him. "Hey."

"How are you? That fight has been the talk of the school."

Storm smiled. "Okay I guess." She flexed her right hand. "My hand hurts though. Pansy's got a hard face."

He laughed a little. "Still better than Pansy. She keeps whining that her nose is still broken and keeps asking if it looks okay. I have no idea why I ever went out with her in the first place."

"You and me both."

"Why'd you do that?"

"Break Pansy's nose?"

"Yeah."

Storm let out a long sigh. "Well, I guess she made me angry. I mean, you just broke up with her and not five minutes later she was all over some guy. Who does that? Honestly."

Malfoy's eyes widened. "You did it because of me?"

Storm looked down. "Yeah. I guess so."

He hugged her. "Thanks."

She sighed. She knew she shouldn't be enjoying this; she had a boyfriend after all. But she was. She pulled out of the hug. "Why didn't you tell me you and Pansy were fighting over me?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because you had enough stress to deal with. You didn't need to hear about my love life problems."

Storm shoved him. "You can always talk to me you putz! No matter what."

Goyle came into the room. "Storm, some Gryffindor guy is waiting for you."

Storm jumped up. "Oliver!" She had a smiled on her face and turned to Malfoy. "We'll talk later."

Malfoy sighed. "See ya."

Storm stepped out of the entrance to the Slytherin house and smiled at Oliver. "Hey."

Oliver linked his hand with hers and kissed it. "Feeling better?"

"I am now."

"I'm a miracle worker."

She kissed his cheek and laid her head on his shoulder. "Sure you are."

Storm sat next to Malfoy during dinner that night, talking and laughing. "You better watch out Wood." Ron said.

"What do you mean?" Oliver asked.

"Well, Malfoy's single again. From what I've heard, he really fancies her." Harry told.

Ginny smacked Harry's arm, "Oh come on! You're making him feel bad."

Hermione looked at Oliver, "Don't pay those nitwits any mind. She really cares about you." Oliver just nodded.

Storm and Malfoy stood up and walked over to the Gryffindor table. "Be nice." Storm whispered to Malfoy. Storm kissed the top of Oliver's head and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey you."

Oliver looked up at her. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Telling you goodnight. I'm worn out from today so I'm going to bed early."

He stood up and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow at the pitch then. Tomorrow's the first Quidditch game of the season, Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw."

"Wouldn't miss it." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled his head down to hers and they kissed.

"Don't you hate it when they do this?" Draco whispered to Harry. Harry just nodded. Wait, was Draco being civil? To a Gryffindor? To Harry Potter? There IS a god! These guys don't seem too bad. Draco thought. Maybe I need to give them a chance. I don't hold anything against them. Draco mentally nodded. "Harry, Ron, Hermione, can I talk to you tomorrow at breakfast, I have something I need to say."

The trio looked at each other. Draco had actually called them by their actual names. Hermione smiled. "Sure."

"Don't they need to breathe?" George asked.

"Probably." Fred said.

"Okay you guys, knock it off!" Katie basically shouted.

Ron glanced up at the staff table. "You guys better split. Snape's looking this way."

Storm and Oliver separated. "I'll see you tomorrow." Storm said. She and Malfoy walked out of the hall.

"You're going to do what?" Storm asked. She and Draco were sitting on Draco's bed.

"I'm going to apologize for being such an arrogant arse." Draco repeated. He sighed and fell onto his bed. "This is all your fault."

Storm lay on her stomach. "How's that?"

"Well, if you hadn't come here and shown everyone that Gryffindor and Slytherin can get along and that your father's feelings towards people don't matter, then I wouldn't be feeling guilty for treating everyone like crap."

"Why Mr. Malfoy, I do believe you are maturing." Storm joked.

"Enough about me. What's up with you and Wood?"

"Huh?"

"I know you want to talk about him, so spill."

Storm smiled. "We're fine. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"Doesn't it seem weird that a seventh year wants to go out with a third year? Especially if he has his own fan club?"

"Yeah, it is a little weird. But Wood seems like a good guy. He'd never do anything to hurt you. And if he did, I'd kill him."

"Thanks Draco." She sighed. "I'm being the paranoid girlfriend, aren't I."

Draco nodded. "Yep."

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor Tower, Harry woke up and decided to use his invisibility cloak to sneak down to the kitchens to get a snack. He was almost to the common room when he heard two voices he recognized, Oliver Wood and Alicia Spinnet. "Oh Oliver..." Alicia mumbled. She was lying on the couch and Oliver was laying on her, kissing her neck.

Note to self: Don't sit on the couch. Harry thought. No telling what Alicia and Oliver...oh no! His eyes widened.

"How long do we have to keep hiding?" Alicia asked.

Oliver kissed her neck. "Until I pass our upcoming Potions test. Then I can dump her. And we can get back to normal." His hand slid down her body.

Forget the snack. I gotta help Storm. Harry ran back upstairs and began planning.