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| SEVEN |

Chapter 7: The Hogwarts Express.

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Olivia and Harry had parted ways at the carriage that separated Slytherin and Gryffindor, Olivia going up the train to him her friends and Harry going down in an attempt to do the same. She was nervous to find her friends and Draco again after she'd avoided them all summer, hell nervous was an understatement she was terrified to face them.

The girl looked nothing like she did when she left her friends on nine and three quarters back in July, her hair had been cut from her tail bone to just above her shoulder blades, it had been spelled naturally straight instead of her natural loose curls and it was starting to change colour ever so slightly, strands of brown now flowing though however it was natural and not dyed. She'd grown to almost Ron's height also her body had changed, she was curvy and working to embrace her new body.

With her wand in her boot Olivia pulled down her high waisted shorts and readjusted her tank top, rolling her cardigan sleeves up to her elbows she hiked though the Slytherin carriages and ignoring the wide-eyed stares and the ignorant first and second years. She let out a startled yelp as she was pulled sideways into a compartment by her wrist and quickly pushed up against a door.

The surprise continued as a pair of lips pressed firmly onto her own. Taking in a deep breath she smelt peppermint and expensive cologne, something she knew belonged to the boy she loved: Draco. Smiling into the kiss she snaked her arms around the boys neck as he gripped her waist firmly. She locked the door behind her as she tangled her hands in the boys hair, he pulled away and planted kisses on her lips reapeatedly before leaning his head against her own - a shit eating grin plastered on his face.

"Fucking hell, I've missed you." He mumbled.

"I've missed you too, you have no idea how much." She replied as she practically jumped on the boy and squished him in a hug. Putting her back down on the ground he pulled away with his hands cupping her cheeks as he looked her over, taking in the new Olivia.

Sensing his hesitation she fumbled over her words nervously, "I was sick of it and-and I just thought it was time for a change I didn't expect the colour to change it was sudd-"

Draco cut her nervous rambling off by placing his lips on her own breifly, "You look beautiful love." He commented then furrowed his brows as he caught a small line on her forehead.

"What?" Olivia questioned self consciencesly.

"You've got a scar on your head." He mumbled, running a finger over the white line.

"A what now?" She cried, whipping round to face the window and peering in it.

"Here." Draco pointed with one hand while the other was placed on her waist.

She sighed in realisation, "It's from when I fell down the stairs." She mumbled turning back around.

"Which is why you were in St.Mungos." He asked as she nodded at the boy. "You have no idea how worried I was when I saw Lupin carrying you out of that hospital." He sighed.

"I'm fine now." She shrugged off aimlessly as Draco pulled her over to the seats.

"Did you get the letter about Slytherin Prefect?" Draco asked as he sat her down on his lap.