In which the girl with the iron fist punches the golden boy in the face during a not-so-friendly match of Quidditch A Harry Potter Fanfiction Order of the Phoenix Part of the Light Series © Ericka | 2017

It was a common misconception that pureblooded children such as the Malfoys were bred from a family that was based solely on hatred. However, that was the farthest from the truth as the eldest of the Malfoy family, Saros, had grown up in a household surrounded by the warmth and love of his parents. He grew up spoiled, holding a sense of entitlement since the time he was young because his parents told him and his little brother, Draco, that they deserved the world. His parents had given Saros no reason not to believe and trust in their word, they gave him no reason for him not to love them, which made the internal battle turn into an all-out war when it came to choosing what side was right and which one was wrong. Saros learns that good and evil is not so black and white when living in a grey world. He will do anything to protect his family, even if it means making the wrong decisions in their eyes. Normally, Angelina Johnson wouldn't even bother with the likes of Saros Malfoy, after all, she has her own life to tend to and she knows the type of person that he is. Spoiled and entitled don't interest the girl, however, there is a moment, where she is a witness to something beyond the typical Malfoy air, a time where Saros shows that he is human and maybe Angelina's got it all wrong about the boy.

"I'm feeling so impossible right now." "But I am the impossible, love." "Or maybe you're just someone who's immensely bored in Transfig that you reply to random desk vandalizing." Florence Price: Ravenclaw, punctual, bright. Straight grades with two brilliant friends who she treasures dearly. As she comes across a not so pleasant day, one sentence scratched on wooden desk leads to a whole conversation with an unknown person. Fred Weasley: Gryffindor, wild, creative. Extraordinary prankster with an equally brilliant twin brother. As he comes across a not so out of the ordinary day, one reply to a vandalized desk leads to a strange friendship with a mystery person. ::unedited:: please excuse typos and spelling errors, I write all my chapters either hastily or when I'm half asleep Highest Rank: #177 in fanfiction, as of 9/18