Chapter 13
The Trail of Destiny
Harry had sprinted and pushed the portrait hole open, bursting into the common room breathlessly. He caught sight of Olivia and grabbed her over pulling her into the corridor by the stairs.
"Malfoy...you can't stay with him...he's planning something." Harry said in short bursts. A bemused look came across Olivia's face and she raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean Draco's planning something?"
"I heard him...just now in the classroom...he was with other Slytherins."
"I was just with Draco though, he didn't say anything of the sort. Are you sure you're not just imagining something?"
"Of course I'm not imagining things. Why would I make it up?"
At his comment Olivia suddenly found the laces of her shoes extremely interesting.
"Olivia?" Harry could sense something was wrong. She looked up at him and sighed.
"Maybe because you're jealous? How do I know?"
"Jealous? Me? Of Malfoy?" he said with extreme disgust.
"Yes, you've made it very clear in the past that you don't want Draco and I to be together. Why would now be any different." Olivia's tone changed, it became more assertive and irritated.
"I still don't understand why you think I'd be lying."
"I was just with Draco talking about the holidays, I didn't see anyone else."
Harry moved slightly so that Olivia was now pressed up against the wall of the corridor. She looked around frantically; she'd never seen Harry like this.
"The things I did for you. I don't know what I ever saw in you, it was probably just your looks you haven't got much else worthy of my time." He strode away and looked back once he'd reached the stairs, she was just standing their looking stunned.
***
Olivia was sitting on her bed reading her latest letter from her father, she wasn't going to cry. She'd had it with boys they were all lying and hurtful and she didn't want anything to do with them. She was more angry and hurt then upset. She was just sitting there, the letter in her hands until she realized that she'd nearly shredded it recalling the situation.
Hermione pushed the door open with a bang and threw her books down, collapsing on her bed. She saw her roommate's face and she raised an eyebrow.
"You alright?"
"Everything's fine." She lied unconvincingly.
"Spill!" Hermione demanded.
Olivia couldn't control her emotions, her confusion about Draco, worries about her father and the hurt she had after what Harry had said to her. Herrmione stood listening until she had finished.
"Right, so you think Harry is lying?"
"It's not just that, it's because I was with Draco. I said goodbye and then went up to the common room. I'm sitting down and suddenly I see Harry burst in and grab me. At the moment I don't know what to believe."
*** Harry Potter sat drumming his fingers on the class room table. He'd received a note asking him to be here at lunch. It would probably end up being some joke of Malfoy's but deep down he wished it was Olivia. She hadn't returned his owls and he could never catch her in class. Harry didn't know why he had said she was worthless but he knew she would never speak to him.
He looked up when he saw a door bang and heard a female voice speak.
"Harry,"
It wasn't who he thought it would be. The girl had a curtain of long raven hair which hung down her back and swung as she walked towards him. It was also cut in a blunt fringe and she looked of oriental origin.
"Cho?" he asked. "What do you want?"
Harry definitely wasn't in the mood to talk to her right now. She pouted as he knew all girls did and stuck out her bottom lip making her look like a spoilt child.
"I only wanted to see you Harry," she moved closer to him and began to trail her finger up and done his cheek. "I've been thinking about you a lot," Cho moved nearer and kissed him, biting a little on his bottom lip.
Harry pulled away, taken aback. He didn't know why though, it wasn't like he was going out with anyone. Cho looked at him bewildered then a look of recognition dawned on her face.
"Oh, so you don't like me." Cho blushed slightly and went for the door. Harry got up and pulled her back, she'd probably go and cry and he could not use that right now. She was also very pretty.
"I like you too, Cho."
"Really?" Harry nodded and slid his hands around her waist, kissing her tenderly on the lips. He wasn't ready to be too forward just yet. Cho pulled away and glanced at her watch.
"I've got to go Harry, I'll see you soon. Goodbye." With that the girl left leaving Harry sitting there pondering the situation. He picked up he school bag and ran to the great hall and sat next to Ron.
"I just kissed Cho Chang?"
"You what?" Ron replied in between mouthfuls of Shepherd's Pie.
"Well, she sort of kissed me and then I kissed her again."
"And is Olivia alright with this?"
"Haven't spoken to her and I can say I particularly care, it's not like I need her permission."
"I heard what you said to her, why'd you do it mate? I thought you liked her?"
"Of course I like her, she just thought I was being jealous and she woudn't listen. It's all Malfoy's fault."
Ron took a swig of pumpkin juice and wiped his mouth with his hand.
"It always is mate, it always is."
***
The Gryffindor common room was full of noise one night. Olivia and Ron sat conversing animatedly about the latest Chudley Cannons match and the rest of the Weasleys and the two Creevy brothers had set off a couple of Dr Filibuster's Wet Start fireworks. The truth was everyone was restless about the upcoming holidays just one week left. The only two not joining in the fun were Hermione and Harry who both sat at the large table most of which was occupied with Hermione's various textbooks. She was convinced she would get a head start on the summer exams.
Harry couldn't take his eyes of Olivia, watching her laugh and smile made he stomach flip. She wasn't worthless, she was wonderful and he knew it. Harry just couldn't bring himself to talk to her, she'd just make up an excuse and leave, he could still see the hurt deep in her eyes. Hermione slammed her book down and let out a moan of indignation.
"I've studied it five times now and it won't stick."
"Uh, huh," Harry replied, dazed.
"Harry! You've been like this for days; you have to get over it."
"How am I supposed to get over it, she's going with Malfoy for the holidays and who knows what she'll be like when."
"Have you tired talked to her?"
"What do you think I've been doing, she doesn't want anything to do with me." He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Could you try talking to her, Hermione?"
"If I do, she'll just change the subject, you really need to do it before it's too late."
***
Olivia pulled the scarf tighter around her and pulled out her wand, she muttered a spell causing her trunk to levitate and move in the air in front of her. Checking that she had everything she made her down to the Great Hall. Hermione had taken the journey to Hogsmeade station with her to say goodbye. She found herself an empty compartment with Draco before getting off the train.
"Bye, 'Mione, I'll miss you." Olivia said pulling her into a hug.
"I'll miss you too, now get on the train, you'll be late." She hugged her once more before taking her seat next to Draco.
Harry ran as fast as her could to get to the train he had pleaded with Olivia once more to see sense but her had failed. The last he saw was her reflection in the moving train window and Draco Malfoy's trademark smirk next to her.
***
The Trail of Destiny
Harry had sprinted and pushed the portrait hole open, bursting into the common room breathlessly. He caught sight of Olivia and grabbed her over pulling her into the corridor by the stairs.
"Malfoy...you can't stay with him...he's planning something." Harry said in short bursts. A bemused look came across Olivia's face and she raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean Draco's planning something?"
"I heard him...just now in the classroom...he was with other Slytherins."
"I was just with Draco though, he didn't say anything of the sort. Are you sure you're not just imagining something?"
"Of course I'm not imagining things. Why would I make it up?"
At his comment Olivia suddenly found the laces of her shoes extremely interesting.
"Olivia?" Harry could sense something was wrong. She looked up at him and sighed.
"Maybe because you're jealous? How do I know?"
"Jealous? Me? Of Malfoy?" he said with extreme disgust.
"Yes, you've made it very clear in the past that you don't want Draco and I to be together. Why would now be any different." Olivia's tone changed, it became more assertive and irritated.
"I still don't understand why you think I'd be lying."
"I was just with Draco talking about the holidays, I didn't see anyone else."
Harry moved slightly so that Olivia was now pressed up against the wall of the corridor. She looked around frantically; she'd never seen Harry like this.
"The things I did for you. I don't know what I ever saw in you, it was probably just your looks you haven't got much else worthy of my time." He strode away and looked back once he'd reached the stairs, she was just standing their looking stunned.
***
Olivia was sitting on her bed reading her latest letter from her father, she wasn't going to cry. She'd had it with boys they were all lying and hurtful and she didn't want anything to do with them. She was more angry and hurt then upset. She was just sitting there, the letter in her hands until she realized that she'd nearly shredded it recalling the situation.
Hermione pushed the door open with a bang and threw her books down, collapsing on her bed. She saw her roommate's face and she raised an eyebrow.
"You alright?"
"Everything's fine." She lied unconvincingly.
"Spill!" Hermione demanded.
Olivia couldn't control her emotions, her confusion about Draco, worries about her father and the hurt she had after what Harry had said to her. Herrmione stood listening until she had finished.
"Right, so you think Harry is lying?"
"It's not just that, it's because I was with Draco. I said goodbye and then went up to the common room. I'm sitting down and suddenly I see Harry burst in and grab me. At the moment I don't know what to believe."
*** Harry Potter sat drumming his fingers on the class room table. He'd received a note asking him to be here at lunch. It would probably end up being some joke of Malfoy's but deep down he wished it was Olivia. She hadn't returned his owls and he could never catch her in class. Harry didn't know why he had said she was worthless but he knew she would never speak to him.
He looked up when he saw a door bang and heard a female voice speak.
"Harry,"
It wasn't who he thought it would be. The girl had a curtain of long raven hair which hung down her back and swung as she walked towards him. It was also cut in a blunt fringe and she looked of oriental origin.
"Cho?" he asked. "What do you want?"
Harry definitely wasn't in the mood to talk to her right now. She pouted as he knew all girls did and stuck out her bottom lip making her look like a spoilt child.
"I only wanted to see you Harry," she moved closer to him and began to trail her finger up and done his cheek. "I've been thinking about you a lot," Cho moved nearer and kissed him, biting a little on his bottom lip.
Harry pulled away, taken aback. He didn't know why though, it wasn't like he was going out with anyone. Cho looked at him bewildered then a look of recognition dawned on her face.
"Oh, so you don't like me." Cho blushed slightly and went for the door. Harry got up and pulled her back, she'd probably go and cry and he could not use that right now. She was also very pretty.
"I like you too, Cho."
"Really?" Harry nodded and slid his hands around her waist, kissing her tenderly on the lips. He wasn't ready to be too forward just yet. Cho pulled away and glanced at her watch.
"I've got to go Harry, I'll see you soon. Goodbye." With that the girl left leaving Harry sitting there pondering the situation. He picked up he school bag and ran to the great hall and sat next to Ron.
"I just kissed Cho Chang?"
"You what?" Ron replied in between mouthfuls of Shepherd's Pie.
"Well, she sort of kissed me and then I kissed her again."
"And is Olivia alright with this?"
"Haven't spoken to her and I can say I particularly care, it's not like I need her permission."
"I heard what you said to her, why'd you do it mate? I thought you liked her?"
"Of course I like her, she just thought I was being jealous and she woudn't listen. It's all Malfoy's fault."
Ron took a swig of pumpkin juice and wiped his mouth with his hand.
"It always is mate, it always is."
***
The Gryffindor common room was full of noise one night. Olivia and Ron sat conversing animatedly about the latest Chudley Cannons match and the rest of the Weasleys and the two Creevy brothers had set off a couple of Dr Filibuster's Wet Start fireworks. The truth was everyone was restless about the upcoming holidays just one week left. The only two not joining in the fun were Hermione and Harry who both sat at the large table most of which was occupied with Hermione's various textbooks. She was convinced she would get a head start on the summer exams.
Harry couldn't take his eyes of Olivia, watching her laugh and smile made he stomach flip. She wasn't worthless, she was wonderful and he knew it. Harry just couldn't bring himself to talk to her, she'd just make up an excuse and leave, he could still see the hurt deep in her eyes. Hermione slammed her book down and let out a moan of indignation.
"I've studied it five times now and it won't stick."
"Uh, huh," Harry replied, dazed.
"Harry! You've been like this for days; you have to get over it."
"How am I supposed to get over it, she's going with Malfoy for the holidays and who knows what she'll be like when."
"Have you tired talked to her?"
"What do you think I've been doing, she doesn't want anything to do with me." He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Could you try talking to her, Hermione?"
"If I do, she'll just change the subject, you really need to do it before it's too late."
***
Olivia pulled the scarf tighter around her and pulled out her wand, she muttered a spell causing her trunk to levitate and move in the air in front of her. Checking that she had everything she made her down to the Great Hall. Hermione had taken the journey to Hogsmeade station with her to say goodbye. She found herself an empty compartment with Draco before getting off the train.
"Bye, 'Mione, I'll miss you." Olivia said pulling her into a hug.
"I'll miss you too, now get on the train, you'll be late." She hugged her once more before taking her seat next to Draco.
Harry ran as fast as her could to get to the train he had pleaded with Olivia once more to see sense but her had failed. The last he saw was her reflection in the moving train window and Draco Malfoy's trademark smirk next to her.
***