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three // enemies of the heir
autumn, 1992 !
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 a spot on the team. This included bothering Gryffindor Quidditch Captain Oliver Wood quite a lot but he was rather impressed with her tactics. She was short in height, allowing her to sneak past other players' eyes and she was good at throwing — kudos to her love for violence.
It does not matter what Professor McGonagall says, Chiara was going to destroy the opposing team.
"Do you know Astoria Greengrass?" Chiara asked Ginny at the Great Hall, dinner placed before them. "I spoke to her yesterday, I have a feeling we'd be great friends."
Ginny looked over her shoulder towards the Slytherin table where an unmistakable head of blonde hair sat with a scowl next to his two goons, Pansy Parkinson speaking over everybody else. The Greengrass sisters were a bit further away. Next to Blaise Zabini was a boy Chiara did not quite recognise.
Chesiled jaw, piercing eyes and a frosty look on his face that threatened everybody into never speaking to him. Well, that is bound to gather a girl like Chiara Chasseur's attention.
Chiara lifted her chin to get a better look, and then nudged Fred who sat besides her, "Fred, who's that, next to Zabini?"
"That is..." Fred squinted his eyes, "Theodore Nott, that is — he's in Ron and Harry's year."
"Ah," Chiara hummed in recognition, "Nott as in the man who created the Scared 28 list, right?" Fred nodded in her direction, telling her she's correct.
Ginny caught herself glancing over her shoulder and forward where Chiara kept staring at the table of emerald and silver, and then the redhead furrowed her brows.
"My brothers say we mustn't speak to Slytherins," said Ginny shortly, a tad shy, "that they are trouble."
"I'm quite a bit of trouble too," shrugged the girl, "for example, in any seconds now, every single tomatoes on that table is gonna burst."
