An ordinary girl, Ophelia Krum, apart from the fact she's the sister of Bulgarian seeker Viktor Krum. She has always had a passion for Quidditch, however despite her impressive talents she fails to emerge from the shadows of her older brother. She h...
I am actually loving how the story is going and, by the looks of it, I think I'm hoping to publish more than 20 chapters! That might not seem like a lot but I'm really glad that I was able to plan it all out with each chapter n such. If it is any less, it's probably because I might have done more of my little segments, like the last chapter was just getting up to date. I wanna do each chapter one day at a time so obviously it's gonna be kinda long. I don't wanna include any days which are boring however so that's why it might not be as long as the actual school year. Anyways, that's the end of my rant. Keep in mind, this chapter is gonna be Oliver and Ophelia's little study session, and that's the end of their first potions project this year. They'll probably have more projects but yeah! Enjoy xx
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NOW ONTO THE STORY-----
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TO BE EDITED!!!
The first light of dawn had barely begun to creep over the horizon when Ophelia Krum made her way to the Slytherin Quidditch pitch. The air was crisp and cool, a refreshing contrast to the warmth of her dormitory. As the star chaser and captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, Ophelia had a lot riding on her shoulders, but she relished the challenge.
She stepped onto the pitch, feeling the dew-laden grass give slightly under her boots. The stands were empty, the sky painted in soft pinks and oranges. It was a perfect morning for practice, and Ophelia was determined to make the most of it.
"Alright, team!" she called out, her voice cutting through the quiet morning air. Her teammates, a mix of seasoned players and eager new recruits, gathered around her. "We've got a lot of work to do today. I want to see everyone giving their best effort. Remember, we're not just playing to win. We're playing to dominate."
The players nodded, their faces showing a mix of determination and respect. Ophelia had earned their admiration not just through her skills, but also through her leadership. She knew how to push them to their limits, how to bring out the best in each of them.
