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"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."
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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.