Awakening around midnight Amanda sat up in her bed and looked around, she was still fully dressed which was perfectly understandable since she'd fallen sleep with all her clothes on after listening to her dorm mates getting ready for bed. She had been out cold before them, the event of the day having taken hard on her strength.

Getting out of bed she removed her uniform slowly before going to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face when she noticed bruises on her neck, three small ones on the right side. The right size and location to be imprints of the knuckles of a certain Slytherin.

Groaning she washed her face before returning to her bed, pulling the covers over her head, hoping to be able to sleep quickly but alas, several hours later, after tossing and turning she heard the alarm clock go off on one of the nearby nightstands. Time to get up and she hadn't gotten more than three or four hours of sleep. Staying in bed as the others got up she didn't move until one of them called her name

"Amanda!"

"Hmm…"

"It's time to get up sweety…"

Recognizing the voice as Susan's Amanda turned and looked at the red haired girl who smiled kindly at her.

"It's morning already… how are you today?"

Sitting up she tried to smile back as genuine as possible she nodded

"I'm fine, just had a bit of a headache yesterday…"

She said apologetic before throwing the covers off her, not wanting nor waiting for a reply. Doing her morning rituals as quickly as possible she got dressed, slightly hidden behind the curtains of her bed. She didn't know if the bruises were clearer today but she didn't want any questions she couldn't answer without lying.

Slipping out of the dorm she passed through the almost empty Common Room and out the entrance hole without any confrontations. Walking down the stairs she rubbed her eyes and tried to hide a yawn as she heard her name called, the voice familiar.

"Mandy!"

Stopping she turned and looked at her brother as he caught up with her

"Slept well brother dear?"

Oliver ignored the question as they started walking down the stairs to the Great Hall

"I'm still crossed with you because of yesterday!"

"What? Because I missed the match?"

Oliver glared at her

"No, I know you're not interested in Quidditch but then again, you could show some support when I'm playing… it's important to me so-"

"It should be important to me as well?"

She cut him off

"No!"

He hissed

"No… well, it would be nice to see you there every now and then, the sun would be good for you as well!"

Rolling her eyes she looked at him, his skin tanned from spending so much time in the sun. She had golden skin as well, but much fairer than his

"I get too many freckles…"

She said as a matter of fact

"You're avoiding the topic sis!"

They reached the Great Hall, entering through the huge oak doors

"I don't like it when you talk back to me!"

Rolling her eyes at him again she turned and headed towards the Huffelpuff table while he joined the other Gryffindor Quidditch Players at their table.

None of them having noticed that the next person to enter the Great hall was none other that Marcus Flint.

-Sis?-

He thought to himself as he sat down by the Slytherin table. Oliver had a sister in Huffelpuff, she couldn't be more than a year younger than him. Grabbing a fourth year as he passed the Captain he hissed

"Is that girl in your year?"

Pointing at Amanda as she was sitting, trying her best not to fall asleep in the middle of her breakfast. Letting go of the terrified student as he had nodded and stuttered that he thought so, Marcus smiled his usual cold smirk. This could end up fun.

Picking at a piece of toast Amanda finished her tea before deciding that if she was going to fall asleep, it would be best to have made it to the classroom already. Pulling her book bag over her shoulder she muttered something to Susan about waiting for her in the classroom, they had Transfiguration together so as soon as she saw the red head nod she was off. Only before she left through the great doors she noticed someone was looking at her, some black eyes following her every move. Looking towards the tables she saw nothing so she continued.

Dragging herself to the fourth floor she slowly walked down the sunny hallway, the long rays of light like drawings over the floor and on her legs as she continued but when a black robe came into view she stopped and looked up. A gasp escaping her throat as she noticed who it was but determined not to give him the pleasure of seeing too much of her reaction, she quickly looked down again and walked around him.

Marcus smiled as he cleared his throat, making the smaller girl jump and break into a jog only it took him two strides and he had caught her by the arm.

"So we meet again…"

She turned her face towards him, a glare of anger and a quivering lip which showed her fear.

".. Miss Wood!"

Her eyes grew wide as his smile grew broader.

"Yes, it was quite interesting to find out your whole identity!"

Pulling her towards an empty classroom he laughed at her struggle as he closed the door behind them. Locking it by magic he went over to one of the tables and sat on it, wand in his hand and eyes on the covering girl by the teacher's desk.

"So Oliver has a sister?"

Running a tongue over his bottom lip he looked her over as he subconsciously nodded to himself.

"Never knew…"

He put up a laughter as he continued

"So I take it you have seen the living quarters of a captain before!"

Rolling her eyes at him she dropped her book bag to the floor before sliding into a seated position, resting an arm on her knee and her head in her hand.

"Yeah, so now you know… big fucking deal!"

He cocked an eyebrow at her

"Language darling, please!"

Glaring at him she spat

"Crikey – you sound like my brother!"

As soon as she had said the words she knew it was a mistake, seeing the rage explode in his eyes as he was over her in no time, grabbing her by the collar and lifting her off the floor … again.

"NEVER compare me to that blasted brother of yours!"

He hissed, his face only an inch from hers before he dropped her to the floor and returned to his seat on the table across from her. Folding his arms over his chest he watched her trying to loosen the tie a bit, if she kept trying his patience like this he would end up strangling her. Clearing her throat she looked at him, frightened eyes and still quivering lip.

"It's quite lucky I ran into you the other day or I would have left this school not knowing my Nemesis had a sister…"

Narrowing her eyes she spoke

"Why would that be such a big loss? I have attended this school for four years, luckily avoiding you!"

Now he narrowed his eyes, glaring warningly at her as he answered with a growl.

"You don't seem to see my point little girl, I cannot do anything to Wood without having the entire Quidditch Team on my back but if something happened to his baby sister…"

He smiled cruelly.

"… it would hurt him, personally and deeply…"

Starring at him, wide-eyed, she swallowed deeply before getting to her feet, picking up her book bag.

"Fine"

She said, not looking at him

"Get it over with so I can get to class!"

Surprised Marcus got up as well, walking over to the girl who was now studying her shoes though as he got closer he could see her eyes were closed and she was trembling slightly. Probably fearing that he would hex her. Placing a hand under her chin he tilted her head upwards.

"What's your Boggart little girl?"

"A broomstick!"

She answered coolly.

Marcus didn't know if to hit her or laugh.

"That's ridiculous!"

Seeing the small smirk which lingered at the corner of her mouth he growled before he released her chin. Pushing the book bag off her shoulder he grabbed her face with both hands, starring into her brown eyes.

"Are you a virgin?"

As her eyes became as round as bludgers and her eyebrows flew high he smirked, feeling her tremble slightly in his hands.

"I take that as a 'yes'!"

Moving his hands down the sides of her neck and over her shoulders he pushed her school robe off, having locked eyes with her he didn't see her fist coming at him, colliding with the side of his face. As it caused enough distraction she pulled out her wand while grabbing her book bag and scrambling backwards, towards the door.

"Y-you… you wouldn't!"

She was now shaking all over as he stood up straight, the vibrating wand aimed at him. Coolly he straightened his robes while putting on a smirk though his cheek was hurting.

"It would only take a second!"

Shrieking she turned, casting a quick unlocking spell on the door before she flung it open and almost jumped into the hallway, slamming the door behind her.

"Amanda?"

She turned quickly, almost falling over when she saw her friend standing there.

"What's wrong?"

Shaking violently she tried to speak but instead she grabbed her friend's hand and pulled her towards the classroom, nervously looking back.

"Hey…"

Pushing her friend inside she sat down with a thud, almost missing the chair she was aiming for. Susan looked down at her, brows furrowed and concern almost radiating from her face.

"Where's your robe?"

Amanda looked down, she was only wearing her school uniform, her robe had to be back in the classroom on the floor.

"Bugger…"

"What?"

She looked up again

"Boggart!"

Susan cocked an eyebrow, not buying the story.

"You saw a Boggart and dropped your robe?"

Amanda groaned and rubbed her brows with the root of her hand

"Just go with it!"

Rolling her eyes Susan sat down next to her friend, pulling out her books and deciding that if Amanda wanted to tell the truth, she would… in due time.