Draco Malfoy has found a calling in the Potions Research Department within the Ministry of Magic - department he helped set up. That is until a mysterious American is being brought in to head it up - a position that was supposed to be his. While out...
"Really?" Blaise asked, intrigued. "Who's your cousin?"
"Katie Bell. Chaser for the Harpies," Olivia said. "We're related on my mother's side."
"Interesting," Blaise said, still smiling.
"Apologies for these two being gits and forgetting their manners," Theo said, standing up and holding his hand to her. "Theodore Nott, auror."
Olivia shook his hand, still smiling.
"Olivia De Loughrey, their boss," she replied breezily.
Draco caught the look on Theo's face and knew immediately that he was going to refuse to continue looking into her now that he had met her. He sighed heavily, thinking it might actually be for the best. It wasn't as though they had made any progress in Operation: Take Down the Boss anyway.
They really did make poor excuses of Slytherins in that case.
"Well... I just wanted to come say hi. I'll leave you to it," she said, before turning and making her way down to the group.
Wood's brow was furrowed as he spoke to Olivia, sliding his arm once again around her waist protectively. She just smiled and shook her head. She then followed Weasley and Johnson to a group of four seats about three rows in front of them.
Wood looked back at them, a suspicious look on his face. Draco couldn't help himself as he smirked and raised his cup to him. The keeper frowned, though he then sat down, facing the pitch.
"Well... this is going to be fun," Blaise said sarcastically. "And I guess we now know who she was a date with last night."
Draco didn't reply, his eyes fixed on the pitch. Merlin, was that really only last night? Felt like days ago. Regardless, he was determined that it didn't matter. He was here to enjoy the match and nothing more.
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"Oh, come on!" Blaise shouted, earning a few glares from the Harpies' fans in the box. "That was a bad call!"
"I thought it fair," Theo said a bit smugly as Blaise frowned at him. Draco just rolled his eyes and stood.
"I'll get this round," he said, already walking to the concession stand to get away from their bickering.
At that moment, Blaise jumped to his feet, shouting out that it was clearly a foul and the ref was blind.
"Three, please," Draco said to the person working the concession stand.
"Might want to get your mate under control."
Draco turned slightly, seeing Wood standing just behind him and sighed.
"Afraid there's not a whole lot I can do about that," he said boredly even though everything inside him was telling him to punch the Quidditch player in the nose. But that most certainly would get them kicked out. And it's not like he had a reason to, other than the fact he was pissed that he had come with Olivia.
