Olivia riddle-Dumbledore

Chapter 15

"You're not really going to go over there, right Olivia?" Ron asked, leaning closer to me. George was flying by and I raised my hand up to wave at him.

"Wouldn't it be rude if I didn't?" I asked, looking over to Ron. His face was close to mine, his face got red instantly and pulled away as if I hit him with a curse.

"Well, we all know Malfoy had no problem with being that. Not only that, but you're Gryfindore. You can't look like you're supporting the other team."

"Technically, I'm friends with lots of Slytherins. I'm rooting for people more than actual teams. Even if I was a hufflepuff or ravenclaw, I'd still root for Fred and George. Also for Harry and all of the others. You shouldn't let your opinion of one student affect the way you see a house or the team they support. It should be fun, even though I thoroughly enjoy it when I see one team beat the other one down. Being competitive is completely different though. And besides, maybe if I'm nice to him, he'll leave you guys alone more. No more following you out into the middle of the night and getting you in trouble? Hmm?"

"That was one time."

"Yea, cause I was awake all the other times. Next time, let me wake up first. I'm still not over the fact that I got detention already. Do you know how long I have been sneaking around this castle. Technically I couldn't get in trouble, trouble before cause this place is my home. But still. I wasn't planning to get caught until like, third year or something."

"You just want to sit next to him cause you like him."

"Actually I'm more curious about his sudden interest in me and think it's because of his father, which if that's the case I need to know if he knows."

"Knows?" Ron asked, furrowing his brow. "Knows what?"

"My real last name..." I waved my hand in front of me, hoping it was clicking.

"Dumbledore?"

"Ron, I swear to god if you do not start picking up what I'm putting down and make me have to say it out loud for possible bystanders to hear, I will hit you."

There was still confusion in his eyes until it finally clicked. "Oh, you mean your dad's name. Got it. Yup, I see, carry on." Ron shooed me away. Hermione just happened to be walking up to us so I stood and let her sit in my spot.

"Kept it warm for ya," I said and she sat down, smiling up at me.

"Thanks Olivia, I hate when I sit down and it's cold, it's why I bring a blanket."

"You're always prepared."

"Well if I wasn't then Ron would be complaining the whole time."

"Hey, that's not true," Ron said, tugging at the edge of the blanket. "You are going to share though, right?"

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"I saved you a seat," Draco said, making one of his friends slide over for me.

Sitting down, I looked out onto the field, Slytherin was ahead, but we had the ball. "Thanks." I mumbled, keeping my eyes on the game.

"Here," Draco said and I felt something drape around my neck. "You should wear this from now on.." I looked down at the scarf that was wrapped around me.

"It's green. Not that I don't mind, but you do know I'm supposed to wear red, right?" I asked, giving him my attention. There was a smug look on his face. The wind picked up and I could smell mint and a mix of green apple on the scarf.

"Well, it's not like you classify as one house. You know most of the slytherins anyways. Besides, it's mine, but you can have it. I have three of them anyway."