Oliver Wood ended up finding his sister in the library where she seemed to be reading the largest textbook he had ever seen for fun. The two had extremely different ideas of fun.
He had searched all around the castle, asking people along the way which often ended up in people asking autographs and for pictures which Oliver did not want to say no to.
Adeleine heard a shuffling noise from in front of her and looked up from her book to meet the soft honey brown gaze of her brothers in which she smiled softly at and closed her book, keeping her hand in the middle to remember the page.
"What are you doing here?" she asked quietly, respectful to those that were in the library doing work.
"I came looking for you. You seemed rather upset" Oliver pointed out as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and shuffled around awkwardly.
"Well no shit" Adeleine rolled her eyes at her brothers idiocy and slipped her bookmark in between the pages of the book.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing" Oliver said softly and Adeleine sighed guiltily.
"I'm alright I guess" she said, her gaze set on the ever so interesting floor.
"When did you start lying to me?" Oliver asked and Adeleine again sighed guiltily.
Oliver took the seat next to Adeleine and she took the instinctive to rest her head on his shoulder. He wrapped her arm around her and Adeleine released yet another sigh. She had missed her brother dearly and she hadn't even realized how much of an impact he actually had on her life.
"Come on" Oliver perked up, standing up as he yanked Adeleine's arm forward.
"What?"
"We are going to do something fun" he said, "We're not sulking around in this sad library."
Adeleine looked at her brother incredulously like he had three heads. Oliver gave his signature 'Are you ready for this?' smirk and she knew she was doomed. Adeleine gave in and took her brothers hand as they ran out of the library doors.
"No running in the library!" Madam Pince scolded sharply, making everyone in the library who were minding their own business flinch.
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"What are we doing here?" Adeleine asked as she looked around the bare quidditch pitch that was covered with freshly cut grass.
"You know how you never wanted to learn how to ride?" Oliver asked as he held out his arm and his broom came flying into his right hand.
"Oh hell no" Adeleine shook her head with her hands up, walking backwards on the field.
"Come on," Oliver whined and pouted at his younger sister, "Let me teach you how to fly."
Adeleine groaned as she knew she was about to give in and finally let her quidditch obsessed teach her how to fly on a broom which is something she steered away from since she even knew what a broom was.
Oliver grinned at his sister as she came trudging towards him and she looked at him with an angry expression on her face.
"Okay so we're gonna do the basics first cause you probably never payed attention in the first year class" Oliver instructed and Adeleine fought the urge to roll her eyes.
Although, she smiled internally and knowing that he would be doing this to his future child when he is forcing them to learn how to play quidditch.
"You just gotta say—"
"Up" Adeleine interrupted with an eye roll. "I may not be able to play quidditch, but I have a great memory."
It was now Oliver's chance to roll his eyes at his younger sister. Adeleine was able to make the broom fly up to her hand in three tries which was a record for her since she was unable to do it in her first year which much surprise from the teachers.
"Alright so get on the broom" Oliver slowly said.
Adeleine squirmed, "I don't wanna go on that death trap."
Oliver rolled his eyes at his sisters fear of the broom. At the age of 14 when he learned that his sister didn't like quidditch, he was appalled and questioning how they two could ever be related. Adeleine said he was being over dramatic when he wouldn't talk to her for a week and proceeded to tell him that it was the best week of her life.
"It's not a death trap!" he yelled to her and Adeleine shook her head in disbelief.
"Death trap! Death trap! I am going to fall off a die" Adeleine shouted to absolutely no one, her words carrying themselves in the room.
"You're not going to fall. I'm here and I will be there to make sure you don't fall" Oliver persuaded and Adeleine shook her head, unconvinced. "We won't even go up that high. Only like 2 feet and then you can jump off if you're too scared."
"Fine" Adeleine complied as she sat on the broom, squeezing Oliver's torso for dear life.
The broom began going upward and Adeleine was hyper ventilating. "Oh god, oh god" she whispered to herself over and over again as she could feel her being elevated up into the sky.
"Calm down, we're barely two feet up in the air" Oliver rolled his eyes at his sisters dramatics.
"I'm gonna fall and then I'm gonna die. Then that stupid bitch Marion is gonna—"
"I don't know who Marion is but I can assure you she's not going to do anything because you are not going to die. You like to forget that I am a quidditch player, a professional one at that."
"Oh right" Adeleine nodded, "I do forget sometimes."
Oliver began guiding the broom upward and they ascended to new heights. Adeleine knew if she were to jump off now she would break a bone so she was careful to hold Oliver for dear life.
"Alright so we're gonna go a little bit faster" Oliver said slowly and Adeleine rapidly shook her head no.
"Fuck no. This is enough. Lets just go down" Adeleine said.
Oliver rolled his eyes, "Come on."
"No, absolutely fucking not."
Oliver ignored his little sisters cries because he began speeding forward. He enjoyed the wind tousling his hair and the cold staining his cheeks pink. Adeleine was screaming for help as her voice was being drowned out by the wind.
They landed back on the pitch and Adeleine collapsed on the ground, holding onto the green grass. "Death trap, death trap" she muttered over and over again as a new voice entered the pitch.
"Hey!" she heard a familiar shout and she turned her head.
Draco walked up on the quidditch pitch, waving at his girlfriend with a large grin. Adeleine was elated of course, but her stomach sank thinking of the time him and the Veela bitch Marion spent together. Granted, Blaise and Neville had gone with them thankfully, but it still made her stomach coil, and not in the good way.
He walked over to where Adeleine was laying, confused as to why she was hugging the grass. She stood up, brushing the grass of her attire and walked toward Draco, enveloping him in a hug and forgetting her brother was ever there.
"Eh hem" Oliver coughed, clearing his throat and Adeleine awkwardly shuffled away from the hug.
"Hey Oli," Adeleine started. "This is my boyfriend... Draco."
Oliver stood silent for a minute, knowing that this boy must have been something special if he were to be her next boyfriend after the tragic death of Fred Weasley. He knew Draco as the person who tormented people through their school and called them horrible names, but he also knew Draco as the person who assisted Harry Potter in the defeat of Voldemort.
"Nice to meet you" Oliver finally said and Draco nodded.
"It's nice to meet you do... Erm, Mr.Wood?" Draco awkwardly greeted, not knowing what to call Oliver.
Adeleine snorted at her boyfriend and brother. They were both extremely awkward and the fact that Draco greeted Oliver like he was some sort of old man.
"Just call me Oliver" he said.
"Alright" Draco nodded.
The couple walked away from Oliver and Adeleine said her goodbyes. "You know, I could hear your screams from Hogsmeade."
Adeleine chuckled, "So... how was your Hogsmeade day anyways?"
Draco furrowed his brows as he tried to recall what happened. "To be honest, I'm not quite sure. It's weird cause it's I have no memory of it. Well, how was your Hogsmeade?"
"Not very good" Adeleine said simply, shaking her head and trying to figure out what Marion was doing to Draco.
"Is there anything I can do to make it better?" Draco asked with a frown.
"Just be with me" she stated with a small smile.
"Always" he replied, but Adeleine wasn't to sure of his answer.
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A/N: This chapter was short asf so sorry
I love Addy and Oliver's relationship