It was currently Monday, which means that Ophelia now starts her education at Hogwarts. Snape had made sure to put Draco and Ophelia into the same classes so Draco could help her catch up. Over the weekend, Ophelia got a letter from her mother and father, saying that they would be stopping by sometime during the week to make sure she was okay.

Currently, Ophelia and Draco had just gotten done potions and were walking around the grounds.

"Did you want to go to Quidditch practice with me?" Ophelia smiled widely when he asked.

"I'd love to Draco. Maybe you could teach me how to play as well afterward?" Draco smiled and put his arm around her.

"I'd love to." They both laughed and went to the Quidditch pitch and Ophelia watched as Slytherin practiced. She noticed Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Ronald come up with the rest of the Gryffindor team and ran down to meet them.

"Hey, guys!" Ophelia ran and hugged Hermione and Ginny. They all laughed and greeted one another. Ophelia then hugged Ronald and Harry.

"It's lovely to see you four again!" Ophelia chirped and lead Hermione to where she was watching Draco. They both decided to gossip as Ronald, Harry, and Ginny made their way to get ready to practice and switch with Slytherin.

"Ophelia is wonderful! She's so kind! Unlike many other Slytherins." Ginny commented as she was getting ready to mount her broom.

"She is nice, isn't she?" Ronald said as he got up into the air and immediately was bombarded by Slytherins.

"Well well, if it isn't Weasleby! Come to get your arse kicked?" They surrounded him and he groaned.

"Piss off." He went to the hoops and lingered in front of them, waiting for Gryffindor to join him. Hermione groaned and got out her wand, in case anything bad were to happen. Ophelia looked concerned and held onto hers.

"Alright lads, back off." Harry intervened and they scowled at him and went back to the ground.

"Well, now that that's over, what would you like to talk about, Ophelia?" Hermione asked and they started talking about Ronald and Draco.

"Well, how are you and Draco?" Ophelia blushed.

"Oh, we aren't dating. We're just friends."

"Yeah, friends who are in love with one another." Hermione let out a breathy chuckle and Ophelia laughed.

"I mean, maybe he is. I don't know." Ophelia rubbed the back of her neck.

"Are you serious? Draco is totally in love with you. We can all see it. Even Pansy." Hermione chuckled and Ophelia turned a darker shade of red.

"Yeah, well what about you and Ronald? I'm sure he likes you." Hermione laughed in return.

"Please, if Ronald liked me he would show that he has feelings and he does not," Hermione stated and sighed as she watched Ronald. Ophelia scoffed, for she knew that Hermione and Ronald loved one another and that they showed it in their own ways.

"Just because he doesn't show his feelings, doesn't mean that he doesn't have any," Ophelia stated and Hermione looked like she was thinking about it. 'Could Ron actually like me?' Hermione thought and glanced over toward Ron, to which he smiled at her. She let out a breathy laugh and continued her conversation with Ophelia.

"Well, Malfoy obviously shows his feelings. You two had a great time at Hogsmeade a few days ago, and you two are practically inseparable. Believe me, out of all my years of knowing Malfoy, I have never seen him as happy as he is with you." After Hermione said that, Draco showed up next to Ophelia and put his arm around her.

"Granger." The two of them nodded toward one another. Draco put his head against Ophelia's and Hermione gushed a little. Draco gave her the weirdest look he could manage.

"What's up with you Granger?"

"You two are just so cute!" Hermione laughed and then turned back toward the Gryffindor practice, to give them at least some privacy. Ophelia and Draco looked at one another and blushed while letting out a laugh of their own. Draco and Ophelia talked more, with Hermione jumping in every now and then.

Ron obviously grew jealous as he watched Hermione laugh with the two Slytherins. 'I'll show them.' He thought. All of a sudden a Quaffle was headed right for him and the hoops he was guarding.

"Ronald!" Ginny called out to him to grab his attention. He was in a state of shock before he hit the Quaffle with his broom and succeeded in not allowing it to go through one of the three hoops. Hermione cheered and clapped for Ronald. Suddenly, another female was cheering for Ronald, that had Hermione fuming.

"Go Won-Won!" Hermione nearly burst in jealousy filled anger. Ophelia and Draco quickly noticed. Ophelia grabbed her arm and squeezed assuringly.

"Don't worry. She's just trying to get attention. Even if he did anything with her, she isn't worth it and it wouldn't last. Purely just a snogging buddy." Hermione sighed. When the trio looked over toward Lavender, she was glaring at Hermione. They rolled their eyes and when the practice was over, Ron flew over to Hermione. He got off his broom and walked right over to the trio.

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"Won-Won! You did-" Ronald scoffed at her which cut her off.

"Piss off Lavender." Hermione smirked and gave an 'I told you so' smile to Lavender. She screamed in anger and stormed off. Ronald gave Draco a jealous filled glare.

"Aw, what's the matter, Weaselby? Upset I can make your girlfriend laugh?" Ron turned red from anger and embarrassment.

"She isn't my girlfriend. So, what's wrong with you Malfoy, upset Harry kissed your girlfriend's hand?" At that Draco stood up in anger and Ophelia grabbed his arm.

"You need to calm down, Draco. After all, you started this by antagonizing Ronald. And no, Ron, we aren't dating." Ophelia had a sad look for a moment while speaking softly to Draco in order for him to keep his cool. Draco grabbed Ophelia's hand.

"Come on. I told you I'd teach you how to fly." Draco mumbled and Ophelia fixed her robes.

"Have a lovely day you two!" Ophelia happily left with Draco, their hands brushing up against one another's every now and then. Ronald calmed down as Hermione rubbed his back.

"Ron?"

"Yea, Hermione?"

"Why did you get all cross like that?" Ronald groaned and rubbed his face.

"Forget about it. It's nothing important 'Mione." Hermione frowned and sighed. She got up and walked back to the castle to get back to the common room. Ronald soon followed suit afterward when Harry and Ginny had arrived out of the changing room.

"Ron, mate, you have to tell 'Mione how you feel." Ginny only nodded while kissing Harry's cheek, telling him she'll see him later in the common room. They smiled at one another and Ron and Harry walked around, talking about his feelings toward Hermione.

"Alright, Ophelia. Ready?" She nodded. Ophelia had to take off her cloak for this, as she didn't want anything bad happening to the fabric.

"Alright, now get on behind me," Draco said as he mounted the broomstick. She was hesitant at first but nonetheless sat behind Draco on the broom.

"You're going to have to hold on, okay?" Ophelia nodded and wrapped her arms around Draco's waist. He smiled at the thought of them doing this again and started to levitate the broom, getting her used to the feeling.

"Ah, Draco!" Ophelia was getting worried.

"It's alright, just hold on. It'll be okay." Draco reassured her and she nodded. He gave her a bit more time before he went up more in the air. She squeezed onto him out of fear of falling. Draco chuckled and moved around slowly. After a few moments, Ophelia was convinced that Draco wouldn't dare let anything happen to her. Ophelia relaxed as they went higher and flew around the grounds.

"This is wonderful!" Ophelia giggled as Draco and she flew over the black lake.

"Yeah. Damn, I wish your parents had sent you to Hogwarts. I missed you a lot, Ophelia." Draco said, as he stopped the broom and turned to look at her. Ophelia smiled and blushed.

"I missed you as well, Draco." Ophelia laid her head on Draco's shoulder, feeling butterflies fly around her stomach. Draco looked at Ophelia and felt the strong urge to kiss her. The urge wasn't driven by lust or a bet. It was driven by love. Something he had never felt before. Something he didn't want to go away. Ophelia scooched closer to Draco on the broom, and he chuckled.

"Getting scared again?" Draco commented as he brought them back to the Quidditch pitch.

"No, just wanted to be closer to you, is all." Ophelia blushed and looked down. Draco smiled and when they both had their feet on the ground, he got off the broom and turned around to hold her. They looked into one another's eyes and both felt the need to kiss the other.

"Draco?"

"Yes, Ophelia?"

"Do you feel that too? Or is it just me?" Draco pulled Ophelia impossibly closer to the other.

"Yes, I do." They smiled and rubbed their noses together.

"Damn, Ophelia. What are you doing to me?" He rubbed her back and she laid her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. Draco kissed the top of her head and Ophelia sighed happily.

Little did they know, there was an enraged Pansy, lurking just outside the pitch.

"That bitch!" She nearly screamed in anger but contained it. Before she left, she took a picture of Draco and Ophelia holding one another as she walked back to the castle.

"Mark my words, Ophelia Zabini. Draco will be mine." Pansy smirked as she entered the Slytherin common room, planning her scheme of breaking up Draco and Ophelia.

"Hermoine! Please, can you at least help me?" Ronald begged Hermione as she was just reading in the corner near the fire.

"I'm telling you, Ronald! All you have to do is read the chapter and fill in the blanks on the parchment! For Merlin's sake." She mumbled the last part as Ronald sighed. He took a glance at Ginny and she immediately shook her head no.

"Oh no, I'm not doing your work for you. Do it yourself, Ronald." Ginny sighed as she walked to the couch and laid her legs on top of Harry as she rested her eyes.

"Really, guys? None of you are going to help me?" Ron sighed when Lavender perched up.

"I'll help you Won-Won!" Ronald looked scared and jumped up from his seat.

"You know what, thanks, Lavender, but I think I'll do it myself this time. Hermione is right." With that, Ronald scurried toward Hermione and sat near her. Hermione gave Lavender the same smile as earlier and Lavender screeched in anger and left the common room. Everyone who witnessed the event laughed at her. Lavender truly was a character.

At dinner, Lavender was glaring at Hermione and Ronald, and Pansy was glaring at Draco and Ophelia. Pansy looked away for a moment and noticed Lavender, Hermione, and Ron. She smirked and laughed to herself. Pansy knew what she had to do. She would get Lavender to help her get Draco back and in return, she would help Lavender get Ronald back. Pansy giggled as she left the Great Hall when Lavender did. Pansy grabbed Lavender and pulled her aside.

"What the hell do you want, Parkinson?" Lavender glared and Pansy smiled.

"We need to talk."

Back at the Malfoy Manor, Bellatrix, the Malfoy's, Zabini's, and Parkinson's were all speaking to one another.

"You really think she is in Hogwarts?" Narcissa asked while sitting down on the couch. She had been looking stressed recently, hoping the Dark Lord doesn't go after her family next.

"Yes. I'm certain. Ophelia is in Hogwarts and we will strike when it is time." Bellatrix gave her famous stare towards the Malfoy's. Lucius smiled.

"Wonderful. We will get her together then." Bellatrix scoffed and walked over to look at the trinkets on the mantle. The Zabini's looked at each other in fear, for they knew that they were talking about their Ophelia. Bellatrix turned sharply and looked at the Zabini's.

"Don't you two have a daughter named Ophelia?"

"Yes, however, she was Muggle-born, and the Dark Lord is looking for a half-blood, correct?" Bellatrix grumbled and turned back toward the mantle.

"Yes, he is. My Apologies." Bellatrix gave a half-hearted curtsy and walked away with her scowl. Mrs. Zabini looked at her husband and they shared a quick look.

"Well, we will be taking our leave now." Mr. Zabini grabbed his and his wife's coats. They held hands and acknowledged everyone in the room before apparating.

"Oh, love! What do we do? Our baby is in trouble!" Mrs. Zabini cried into her husband's chest as he held her close.

"I don't know darling. I don't know."