"Don't fight." Hermione said grabbing Oliver's arm as he went to move towards Marcus.
Oliver clenched his fists together but planted his feet firmly in their spot as soon as her heard Hermion's voice. He couldn't go against her, not if he wanted to her like him, although there was that stupid rule against student/teacher relationships, but Professor Dumbledore trusts him.
"Professor Fl;int, I have a few things I wish to discuss with you." Draco said walking over casually. He saw the fight about to begin and was rather hoping it wouldn't be stopped, but then again it was Know-It-All Granger.
"Can't it wait Draco." Marcus asked as he resisted from grinding his teeth, his fists clenched as well."
"No, it's quite imporant." He said glaring at Hermione who returned the glare.
"Fine, but this isn't over Wood."
"I know Flint."
Marcus and Draco walked across the Quidditch Pitch. Draco kept catching his former team captain sneaking glances back at the two Gryffindor's. "She's more then just interest to you isn't she?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You fancy Granger." Draco smirked and by the shocked expression on his professor's face he knew he was right.
"Malfoy..."
"I won't tell. Just call intuition and the way you were acting the the field out there against Wood."
Marcus sighed knowing that Draco Malfoy was probably the only person the the entire planet besides Severus Snape who could tell if he was lying or not. "I said she interests me that's all."
"Yea interests you more then any other girl you've been with or had a crush on." Draco said stopping in his tracks at the end of the field and turned around. He glared at the vision of Wood teaching Granger to fly. What made things worse was Wood was now on the broom with Granger teaching her more about control. "You could hex the broom."
"Too much of a risk." Flint said as he was already thinking of it. Why was it that Wood always had gotten what he had wanted, the Quidditch Cup their last year at Hogwart's, a position on Puddlemere United, and now he had to share the same job. He wasn't about to share the same girl. "What can you tell me about Hermione?"
Draco pulled out a sheet of parchment from his robe pocket and handed it to his Marcus. "Her entire schedule along with any extra essentials that may be added in, including the portrait and password to the Heads room, and times she goes to the lirbrary."
"Thank you." Marcus said taking it and tucked it securely into his robe. "I will repay you for this."
"Just get Wood out of here or get Granger for yourself."
Oliver: 13
Marcus: 20
Oliver clenched his fists together but planted his feet firmly in their spot as soon as her heard Hermion's voice. He couldn't go against her, not if he wanted to her like him, although there was that stupid rule against student/teacher relationships, but Professor Dumbledore trusts him.
"Professor Fl;int, I have a few things I wish to discuss with you." Draco said walking over casually. He saw the fight about to begin and was rather hoping it wouldn't be stopped, but then again it was Know-It-All Granger.
"Can't it wait Draco." Marcus asked as he resisted from grinding his teeth, his fists clenched as well."
"No, it's quite imporant." He said glaring at Hermione who returned the glare.
"Fine, but this isn't over Wood."
"I know Flint."
Marcus and Draco walked across the Quidditch Pitch. Draco kept catching his former team captain sneaking glances back at the two Gryffindor's. "She's more then just interest to you isn't she?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You fancy Granger." Draco smirked and by the shocked expression on his professor's face he knew he was right.
"Malfoy..."
"I won't tell. Just call intuition and the way you were acting the the field out there against Wood."
Marcus sighed knowing that Draco Malfoy was probably the only person the the entire planet besides Severus Snape who could tell if he was lying or not. "I said she interests me that's all."
"Yea interests you more then any other girl you've been with or had a crush on." Draco said stopping in his tracks at the end of the field and turned around. He glared at the vision of Wood teaching Granger to fly. What made things worse was Wood was now on the broom with Granger teaching her more about control. "You could hex the broom."
"Too much of a risk." Flint said as he was already thinking of it. Why was it that Wood always had gotten what he had wanted, the Quidditch Cup their last year at Hogwart's, a position on Puddlemere United, and now he had to share the same job. He wasn't about to share the same girl. "What can you tell me about Hermione?"
Draco pulled out a sheet of parchment from his robe pocket and handed it to his Marcus. "Her entire schedule along with any extra essentials that may be added in, including the portrait and password to the Heads room, and times she goes to the lirbrary."
"Thank you." Marcus said taking it and tucked it securely into his robe. "I will repay you for this."
"Just get Wood out of here or get Granger for yourself."
Oliver: 13
Marcus: 20