"That's Lyle Jones," Olive said to Ron and Harry, as they walked behind Lyle and Hermione. "And that's Hermione Granger. Lyle's dad makes brooms, and Hermione's a Muggle-born." 

"I've heard of Jones brooms," Harry said thoughtfully. "They supply brooms to the Cannons."

"Really?" Ron said excitedly. "Maybe we could make friends with them, and then Lyle'd give us some brooms, free of charge!"

"That'd be mean," Olive said, "making friends with him to get stuff from him. Sometimes you surprise me. You could have been in Slytherin."

Ron made a face. "Yeah, sure."

"Oh, it's Draco!" The three stared as they watched Draco and Pansy talk to Lyle and Hermione. "Oh no... two Muggle born haters against Lyle and Hermione? Not good."

They watched as Pansy and Draco prepared to exchange biting words with the pair, only to be stopped by Lyle's suave interruption. 

"Ugh, he's just like Draco," Olive said. "Trying to charm everyone to get his way. Except that Draco turns the charm on much older women."

"Gross," Ron replied.

"I didn't mean it like that!"

"They're just walking away..." Harry said. "Looks like whatever Lyle's plan was worked."

They watched as Hermione squealed in delight, and Olive chose this time to approach them.

"Uh, hi, Hermione, Lyle," she said a bit apprehensively, their last encounter still fresh in her mind. "Do you mind if Ron, Harry and I walk with you to the dungeons?" 

((hahaha Ron = Love. <3))

"Sure, Olive," Lyle said to the girl, getting a nod of approval from Hermione afterwards. "You're Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, right?" He then said, looking at Harry as he walked. "I think my dad supplies the Canons' brooms? Maybe it's another team...."

As Lyle tried to remember, Hermione couldn't help but to smile at the three people, though, she was oddly curious as to why Olive wasn't hanging out with her cousin anymore. So, as curiousity struck, Hermione couldn't help but ask, "Hey Olive.... Why don't you hang out with Draco anymore?"

"Yes! It is the Canons' he supplies!" Lyle then hollered out, getting excited about his memory. "Oh... Sorry," He then said quickly, after getting an icey glare from Hermione.

"Anyways," Hermione continued after the unexpected outburst from Lyle. "I thought you guys were... attacted at the hip?"

Olive wasn't so convinced. "Draco won't let Pansy stop him from being a bully," she said mournfully. "I'm sorry, Hermione."

They reached the dungeons and saw Draco and Pansy sitting in the back. 

"Good morning Draco!" Olive said as brightly as she could, because as much as she hated Draco's bullying ways, she still felt a distinct sense of loyalty to her first best friend and cousin. 

"Morning," Draco replied stiffly, nodding at her. He saw Harry and Ron behind her, but he ignored them. "We meet again, Mudblood." 

((I'm going to get off for the night, I think. xD Night~)) 

((Crap, I forgot they weren't having class with the Ravenclaws and Slytherins. xD Time to say bye-bye to Ron and Harry.))

"Bye Ron, Harry," Olive said, smiling at the two boys who were turning to leave. "Don't miss me too much in DADA."

"See you, Olive," Harry replied, and Ron nodded in agreement.  

"Don't worry, we'll be learning spells to kick your cousin's arse!"

Olive shook her head and slid into a seat near Draco and Pansy.

"Hello."

Draco and Pansy were arguing about Hermione, as predicted. Olive had heard Lyle's remark about not saying hello.

"Well, that's good," Draco said curtly. "The least you talk to that Blood Traitor, the better."

"Hi Olive," Pansy said, ignoring Draco. "How are you?"

Olive nodded. "I'm fine. I heard Lyle's caught your attention."

"Well, yes," Pansy said a bit shyly. "Yes, but Draco's jealous, and he's ruining my chances with him."

"I'm not jealous!"

"Because he's been teasing Hermione, right?" Olive inquired, and Pansy nodded. Olive abruptly stood up and strode to another desk, near Lyle and Hermione. "Come sit with me Pansy."

Pansy sent a worried look between Olive and Draco, who were glaring mutinously at each other, but she got up and joined Olive. She tried to ignore the stabbing in her heart at Draco's betrayed look. Didn't he understand? He hadn't showed any interest in her, and Lyle had got there first, so of course she had to go after Lyle.

"Well taht's just great," Draco spat, mainly to himself. "I'm alone."

"Hello, Lyle," Olive said. Pansy echoed her, sighing. "And yes, Draco was being a git. He didn't used to be like that, you know. Just...I think coming to Hogwarts messed him up." And then she quickly shut her mouth when the Potions teacher made his dramatic entrance. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself, not after this morning when she had been sitting with Ron and Harry.