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

Chapter Five: Seventh Year

On Halloween, Celeste wasn't feeling the Halloween spirit. Normally, she would dress up a little, or play a prank or two on her friends, but she just wasn't feeling it-not to mention she only really had one friend. She still didn't know if she counted Oliver and his friends as her own friends. Classes weren't too bad, even after her talk with Oliver during DADA. Honestly, her talk with him made the day a little more bearable.

As she was headed to Halloween dinner, she began to look out at all the stars that littered the night sky. She loved looking at the stars, mostly because the stars made her feel less alone. The stars were like twinkling little lights of comfort to her, especially when she was at the manor. Her uncle had learned of this comfort, but it was one of the few things he was never actually able to take from her. Even after being "punished," the girl could look to the stars for a small bit of comfort.

Celeste learned from an early age that her name meant "celestial," meaning that something was observed in outer space, such as stars. It was weird for her just a bit, since her father and her cousin were named after stars, but she still admired the stars in the night sky every night that she had the chance. She would've taken Astronomy class, if it wasn't for the fact that her uncle and aunt forbid her from doing so. They claimed the class was pointless and not something she needed in life.

As Celeste walked slowly towards the Great Hall for dinner, she heard someone running across the ground. She was going to turn around to try and get out of the person's way, since she didn't feel like being run over, but she was caught off guard when she was grabbed. She was yanked to turn around, and she had to face the other person. Her eyes widened when she faced with Harry Potter.

Harry Potter had ruined many things in Celeste's life, mostly because he had been the golden boy to everyone and got away with everything. Even her own father had wanted more on Harry than he did on Draco. Lucius seemed to be obsessed with Harry for the longest time, but as it seemed closer and closer for the Dark Lord's return, he seemed to despise the young boy more and more.

"What do you want?" Celeste asked, yanking her arm away from Harry.

"You!" Harry exclaimed, pointing his finger accusingly at Celeste,"your father killed my parents! Your father sold them out to Voldemort! He was their friend, and he betrayed them!" He yelled, making Celeste frown.

"It's not my fault, Potter! He left me behind! He chose the wrong side! I wasn't old enough to have any part in it!" Celeste retorted, causing Harry to scoff.

"As if," Harry replied,"I wouldn't be surprised if you helped your father escape Azkaban. You're a Slytherin, Black, and all Slytherins are evil. You're just another dark witch walking around this school like you own the place. You're disgusting," He spat, making Celeste growl.

In seconds, Celeste had Harry pinned against the wall. Her fists were balled up in the collar of his sweater, as she sneered at him.

"You better watch yourself, Potter. You threaten me one more time, I will make you wish you were never born. Don't ever mess with me or Draco again, or I'll make you realize that there's more to be scared of than You-Know-Who or Sirius Black," She snapped, her face inches from his.

Harry could feel his heart beating like crazy, to the point where Celeste could almost hear it. Before Celeste could actually hurt Harry, Oliver came from around the corner. He quickly ran over and placed his hands gently on Celeste's arm.

"Celeste, you need to let him go. You will get in a lot of trouble if Mcgonagall catches you threatening third years," Oliver commented, causing Celeste to loosen her grip.

"If you two are smart, you'll keep this to yourselves. Otherwise I might have to take more serious action," She spat, making Oliver sigh.

"We won't tell anyone, Celeste, I promise. You should get to dinner. We'll be right behind you to make it look like nothing happened," Oliver said, and Celeste nodded as she let Harry loose.

Celeste stomped to the doors of the Great Hall, before letting herself look calm as she walked inside. Once Oliver knew Celeste was gone, he smacked Harry on the back of the head, causing the third year to look at him with wide eyes.

"What was that for?" Harry asked, rubbing his head.

"Threatening Celeste bloody Malfoy?! Are you insane?!" Oliver exclaimed, causing the young boy to frown.

"She's not even a Malfoy, Oliver. She's a Black-Sirius Black's daughter," Harry spat, and Oliver nodded.

"I know she's a Black, I didn't know she was Sirius Black's daughter, but I knew she wasn't Draco's sister. She's his cousin, but she took his last name," Oliver explained,"That's beside the point, Harry, if you want to live, you won't threaten the girl. Her family is powerful, and they can get anything they want," He said, as he began to lead Harry to the Great Hall,"Also, go easy on her. She's a nice girl, she just hasn't had the best life growing up," He added, before he left Harry at the doors.

Harry didn't want to believe a word Oliver said. There was no way Celeste could be a good person. She had threatened him, and she had put her hands on him. Sure, he had approached her a bit rudely, but still, he believed she had no right to lay hands on him. Honestly, he believed he should tell Dumbledore, but then he'd be a snitch. He figured telling Professor Lupin may be a better idea, since Lupin seemed to know Celeste, and he may get her in trouble for Harry...