"What?" Hermione asked as her best female friend just stared at her.

"Are you seriously wearing that?" Ginny asked.

"Yes, what's wrong with it?" Hermione glanced down at her pair of jeans and dark blue sweatshirt. She had her hair pulled back into a neat pony tail.

"You wont be having Oliver look twice at you if you go like that? Maybe you should wear your hair down, you know some ear-rings and change your shirt."

Hermione sighed. "I'm only doing this because you and those two idiots downstairs talked me into it. I have no intentions of flirting with Oliver."

"Yet."

She groaned in frustration and hurried downstairs. "You two keep her away from me!"

Harry and Ron looked up from their Chess game. "Who?"

"Her." She said pointing the red-head coming down from the girls dorms.

"I only made some simple suggestions."

"Aren't one of you coming with me?"

"On your date with Oliver no way." Ron said immediately regretting those words when he saw Hermione's eyes narrow at him. "Mione I…"

"I'll go myself." She said storming out of the common room.

"Nice going Ron." Harry said sighed.

"Stupid Ron." Hermione said as she hurried down the stairs as she came around the corner and accidentally bumped into someone sending her backwards on the ground. "I'm so sorry."

"No it was my fault."

Hermione glanced up to see Marcus smiling at her holding out a hand to help her to her feet. She glanced around and cautiously took it as he helped her to her feet. "You okay?"

"Yes, thank you."

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

"Flying lessons with Oli.. I mean Professor Wood."

Marcus looked at her. "Flying lessons?"

"Yes, Harry and Ron's doing I'm afraid. Just wait until I come back to the common room their going to have a huge talking to same goes for Ginny." She then realized who it was she was talking to and blushed. "I'm sorry you must have things to do."

"Actually, I don't." He said. "How about if I walk you done to the Quidditch Pitch."

"No it's okay I…"

"I insist." He said grinning at her. "Come on, don't want to make Wood wait."

Oliver sighed as he looked around and once again at his watch. He knew Hermione well enough, okay he didn't know her that well but only that she was never late and for once she was. He was certain he told her two o-clock. It was a Saturday so he didn't have to worry about any classes and it was a couple of hours before dinner as well. He looked up when he saw her and narrowed his eyes. Him.

Oliver picked up his broom as headed towards Hermione and her so-called escort. His fists clenched as he glared angrily. "What do you want Flint?"

"I was just escorting Hermione here to her flying lessons."

"You okay?" He asked calmly to Hermione who nodded. "You can leave now."

Marcus smirked. "No I think I'll stay and watch for a bit."

"Damn him." Oliver murmured under his breath knowing by the look on Hermione's face she had heard him. "Sorry, well let's begin then."

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