The Perks of Captainship (An Oliver Wood Love Story) (FF, Harry Potter Series)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 – Brothers

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Disclaimer: See prologue

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I walked down Diagon Alley, my brother beside me. We decided we would head to the Quidditch supply store after getting our new robes from Madame Malkin's. It was a shame Marcus wouldn't be at Hogwarts this year... Please note the sarcasm. His absence meant I was now captain of the Quiddich team. It also meant his sleazy arse wouldn't be seen again. This opportunity called for new equipment.

Draco had been rather snippy with me recently, and I knew exactly why. I was his older sister, who always succeeded in nearly everything I did. Well, I wasn't really his sister, I was Harry Potter's sister... But that only made it worse. I got special attention because I was supposed to be a vital weapon for Voldemort.

Although my relationship with Draco sometimes seemed strained, I always cared about him with no bounds. Because of my position as Captain, I wouldn't have to worry about seducing and/or screaming at Flint in order for Draco to have the position on the team as both the Beater and the substitute Seeker anymore. Although we all knew there would never be a need for a substitute Seeker unless I died in a freak accident, I wanted to be sure Draco got what he wanted most, no matter how many hoops I had to jump through to do so.

I am happy to say that Draco was almost as affectionate toward me as I was him. We loved each other, even if he'd rarely admit it outright. I must admit, discovering that I was Harry Potter's real sister was what really began the strain on our relationship.

At first, it didn't really matter. Then in first year, I got the position as Seeker easily, and I got to be known as the best Seeker Hogwarts had seen in over a century within the year. I guess that could actually be considered the thing that really began to strain our relationship.

Because it wasn't until two years later, when Draco first came to Hogwarts and tried to make friends with the other Potter, that he hated the un-changeable fact that I myself was a Potter.

I remember that year, Draco's first year. It was of course my third, and when I heard Harry's name, my eyes went wide. We were siblings. And chances were, he didn't know about my existence. The truth is, I had almost forgotten about his existence entirely. I didn't remember anything about my family. I only knew what I had heard. When I looked at Harry, I had to stop myself from running to him and giving him a hug, which was odd for me. But I found my real brother... I had to wonder what Draco was thinking. I had never felt so odd before.

When he was placed into Gryffindor, I was fuming. Draco didn't understand why I cared. I didn't even realize I was fuming more about Harry's placement than I was celebrating that of Draco's. But Draco noticed. It wasn't until an hour after the feast that I had realized my mistake. Immediately, I went to Draco and hugged him with everything I had, telling him how proud I was and how much fun it was going to be in Slytherin together. It worked. We completely forgot about Harry.

But the next morning, I woke up an hour before breakfast, and I couldn't sleep. So, I got dressed and headed straight for the headmaster's office. I hated the man. He was despicable. He was a mudblood lover and egotistical... He thought he was so amazing because the Dark Lord was afraid of him. I said the password, which I had threatened out of a prefect only minutes before. The moment I could, I sprinted up the stairs, taking two at a time.

I burst through the doors, ranting as soon as I had. "What the hell were you thinking, letting Harry get into that bloody house? It's my rival house! He's my brother, sir, in case you haven't been informed. Was he even notified of my existence? Did he even know that I'm in Slytherin?"