3 A.M. (Oliver Wood) *ON HOLD*

Chapter Three: Fifth Year

Oliver made his way to his friends, and sat down in their compartment. The three other guys looked at their friend, seeing the love-struck gaze on his face. They chuckled quietly, not wanting to catch his attention. Oliver's friends were always making fun of him when they caught him admiring the Slytherin girl. Percy Weasley was the only sane one of the group, so he didn't tease Oliver as much. Weston Sanders, a Muggleborn fifth year, would tease Oliver like it was his main priority.

Oliver met Weston while they were on the train headed to Hogwarts for their first year. Oliver also met a fourth year half-blood by the name of Danny Parker, on the train, but he had sat with Oliver and his friends because all of the other compartments were full. A very nice friendship was created out of it, which seemed to not falter as the years continued.

"Did you see your future wife, Oli?" Weston asked, a teasing smirk on his face.

"She gets prettier every year." Oliver murmured, a smile on his face.

"Was she wearing the bracelet you bought her for her birthday?" Percy asked, genuinely curious.

"I don't think so." Oliver replied, frowning slightly.

"Maybe she was going to, but her family made her take it off?" Danny offered, causing Oliver to shrug.

Each year for her birthday and Christmas, Oliver would send her a gift and a letter. Each year, he would never get a reply back, and he was never sure if Celeste even kept the gifts he'd given her or if she tossed them out. What he didn't know, was that Celeste did keep the gifts. Even though she found Oliver to be annoying and a bit of an arse, she still loved the gifts and letters she recieved from him. Matter of fact, she had a special box under her bed, dedicated to all of the gifts and letters Oliver would send her.

Celeste never really recieved any Christmas or birthday gifts, except for one from Draco, and a conjoined one from her aunt and uncle. Her friends would send her gifts, and vice versa, but she felt a little special when she recieved the gifts from Oliver. Each time she'd recieve a gift from him, for a moment she'd find him sweet and not so annoying and such a git. Nobody knew of the box though, not even her best friend, since she wanted to keep it a secret from everyone. Oliver would also send her cards, flowers, and chocolate on Valentine's Day, but so would many others in hopes of stealing her heart. She never kept any of the cards, but she did often times keep the flowers and chocolates.

Anyhow, when they arrived at Hogwarts, the houses split to their tables. Celeste kept seats in front of her open for her cousin, so he'd be able to sit with her once he was sorted into Slytherin. Most children were never sure of their houses, but she and Draco were more than sure he'd be in Slytherin. Besides, Lucius would punish Draco severely if he didn't get Slytherin. Narcissa would be disappointed, but as long as Draco didn't get Gryffindor, she'd still be proud of him.

"Draco Malfoy." Mcgonagall called, before Draco walked forward.

Celeste watched as Draco sat on the stool in front of everyone in the Great Hall. The Sorting Hat was barely placed on his head, before it called out Slytherin. Celeste stood from her seat and cheered loudly. Her voice was heard over everyone else's cheers and claps, as she congratulated her cousin and praised him for his sorting. Oliver watched her from the Gryffindor table, and he admired how enthusiastic and sweet she was towards her cousin. Even if she was a Slytherin, Oliver doubted she could even hurt a fly. She was perfect in his eyes, even if other people couldn't see it.

Draco sat down in front of his cousin, as other Slytherins around them patted Draco's shoulder to congratulate him. He had a smile on his face, which shined brightly as he gazed over at his cousin. His heart skipped a beat when he seen the proud smile on her face. She was always the person who was proud of him the most, and would always praise him, even at the littlest of things. Draco cherished and loved his cousin, and he was glad to have her. If it wasn't for her, he doubted he'd ever get any praise or love at home, other than the little his mother showed him.

"I knew you could do it, Draco. There wasn't any doubt in my mind. I'm very proud of you." Celeste said, grinning down at her cousin.

"Thank you, Celeste." Draco murmured, his cheeks turning red from the attention.

"We knew you had it before you even walked up there." Gretchen added, smiling cheekily at the little boy.

"As if you needed to be sorted." Mattheo joked, causing Regina to laugh lightly.

Another blush ran through Draco's cheeks from the words of Celeste's friends, but he knew they were just praising him like his cousin had done. Her friends were always somewhat nice to him, even if Mattheo could be a git at times. Gretchen was the only one Draco knew well though, since she had come to the Malfoy Manor a few times.

"Celeste, these are my friends; Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, and Theo." Draco said, and Celeste smiled.

"Nice to meet you boys. I'm Celeste, Draco's best friend." Celeste commented, causing Draco to blush red for a moment.

"Celeste." He retorted, making her laugh.

"I'm just joking, Draco, I knew you'd replace my friendship one day," She joked, and Draco frowned,"I'm Draco's cousin, but he's like a little brother to me. I hope to get to know you boys better as the year continues." She said, and Draco smiled.

Draco's friends nodded, agreeing to get to know Celeste. Draco had told them about her while they were on the train, and they could tell easily just how nice she really was. Theo and Blaise couldn't deny that she was fit, and if it wasn't for her sitting in front of them, they would've said something to Draco teasingly. They were just a bit to shy to say anything in front of Celeste right now...

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. So, I will be going through the years, obviously. I don't want to skip too fast, since the story needs depth.

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