Charlotte and Pete. Pete and Charlotte. Everyone knows they're made for each other, even know it themselves. But something always tries to break them. He'd die for her, he'd kill for her. His mates would too because they know what she means to him. Everyone knows her heart is his and his is hers. Maybe one day it will all fall into place just right, or it may all just keep falling apart...

"Damn Thorne you wearing perfume or showering in it?" Oliver teased smirking. "Just the right amount to get your attention, apparently" Sienna retorted, rolling her eyes." --------------------------------------------------- Oliver Wood and Sienna Thorne were never supposed to get along. Gryffindor and Slytherin. Fire and ice. The only thing they could agree on was Quidditch. Every match was a war, and they lived for it - pushing each other harder, faster, further. As Quidditch captains, rivalry was in their blood. But somewhere between all the teasing, late-night practises, and brutal games, something shifted. Hate blurred into something else. Riskier. Loving each other could cost them everything. But at this point, winning might not be enough.