"Ugh" I groaned as I stood beside Draco at the entrance of the quidditch pitch, staring with a disgusted look at Nadia who was standing with the Gryffindor quidditch team
"Why the hell are they even down here? It's our practice time"
"They'll be gone in a few minutes"
"How do you know that?"
"Because Flint's talking to Wood" he pointed out as I looked over, Oliver having walked away as he made his way over to us as I stared at him curiously
"Should we start walking?"
"I don't want to"
"Neither"
"Then let's just stand here" he mumbled as I hummed in agreement, raising my eyebrows as he appeared in front of me
"What's-?"
"Is it true?"
"I need context...."
"Have you been signed to the Magpie team? Have you actually?"
"I haven't been signed-"
"I knew it!"
"But I was given a contract" I told him, his triumphant grin dropping as he stared at me blankly before turning, Flint walking over with a grin as Nadia followed him as I sighed slightly, giving an exasperated look to Draco before turning back to Oliver who was still staring at me
"How did you find out?"
"Have you signed it?"
"Who told you?"
"Have you actually signed it?"
"No, not yet, but-"
"Will you?"
"I don't know-"
"But-!"
"Oliver! Who told you?"
"It was Fred that had brought it up-"
"Fred? And how the fuck did he find out?" I asked as I stared at him while he shrugged, Nadia having reached our sides as I failed to look at her
"Can I see it? Just to know what it looks like?"
"I mean, yeah, I guess. If you really want to-"
"So it's true then is it?"
"Oh I'm sorry, are you talking to me? I didn't know I existed-"
"Answer me, Amelia-"
"Fuck off"
"Don't talk to-"
"Try and stop me" I shot at her as I turned and stood my ground, my lip curling as I glared at her
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Storms Ahead
Фанфіки**trigger warning: this story will contain scenes of a violent relationship, self harm, attempted suicide, depression and anxiety** (I understand that this may be personal and emotional towards readers and that's why I'll leave it up to you to decid...
