Through the Darkness | Draco Malfoy

Thirty two

After Umbridge's argument with McGonagall, she made some class visits and no one can describe what kind of visits she made because it was just indescribable. In a very horrible way.

Aries is all well now, thanks to Snape and McGonagall. Well, especially Snape of course, he suddenly changed and treated her gently unlike before.

Her smile have grown after she's been dismissed from Snape's office.

While she walked, she suddenly stopped after feeling that she almost bumped into someone in front of her.

Her eyes slowly looked up, and a soft gasp escaped.

"Oh, you–"

"Aries! Didn't see you there, to be honest, haven't seen you for a year, and look at you." The Irish accent, that short brown hair, those pure brown eyes.

"Oliver."

"Yes." he smiled. "Quit with the surprised face, it hasn't been that long." he laughed.

Her lips trembled.

"And now I'm back to train some Gryffindor students Quidditch. It seems that Harry have mastered it, and I quite heard from many people that it appears to them that you're a relative to Harry, his cousin."

"I—"

"Also! Sorry for interrupting though. An anonymous sent a letter explaining how you're related to Harry, and that you're an excellent Quidditch player, they even sent you a Silver Arrow broom."

He handed her the broom.

"You haven't seen my improvement, Oliver. You have to see it!" she said excitedly.

"I know." he chuckled. "And I am hundred percent sure that you're going to amaze me with your new skills."

"And by the way she looks, she's definitely professional."

The guy behind him, it was Darren O'Hare. The Irish Quidditch player, known to the world to be a very very skilled Quidditch player that he played against the Bulgarians and won.

"I believe we never met, but I did see you at the Quidditch World Cup. Allow me to introduce myself." he said. "Darren O'Hare. Captain and Keeper of the Kenmare Kestrels. But please, call me Darren or any nickname you'd like." He had a lovely smile.

"I'm Aries Black, and nothing more. But I could say some stuff about me, like... I am the... Escapee of Azkaban?" she lifted her eyebrow, at least she tried.

Of course Darren doesn't know what who she really is, but he already found her amusing.

"Aries Black, I am honored to meet such a sweet girl." He said.

Oliver raised his eyebrows, impressed with the tension going on between those two.

Meanwhile,

"Where is she?" Draco whined.

"You didn't do this plan to complain, Malfoy." said Goyle. "Besides, she'll show up. Wood is a chick magnet, he'll bring her no doubt."

Draco sneered at Goyle. "You dare say that she is attracted to Wood, a highly pathetic Gryffindor who is old now." He glared. "Clean your brain before using it, or I guess you don't have one already."

Goyle looked away awkwardly.

"Oh look, there's something you should worry about." said Crabbe, pointing at a distance since they're on their brooms in the air.

Now Draco's eyes caught Aries being escorted to the Quidditch field by two hotties, Oliver Wood and Darren O'Hare. His plan is a bad idea from the start.