Flying High

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver sighed feeling the wind on his face, it was a spectacular feeling. Nothing worried him while he was up here. It was like all his problems were left behind on the ground. Smiling, he turned his attention to the Quidditch field. Shaking his head he knew that he was being watched, but he hadn't realized just who it was. Quickly pull up on his broom he stopped, before turning and heading down to the field. Smirking once he noticed who was there. "Just can't stay off the field?" He smirked as his feet hit the ground.

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Octavia shook her head, she knew he was only saying because failure wasn't an option. But it was most likely the only thing that would happen. They'd fail. Of course the Dark Lord wanted someone else to kill Dumbledore, he a coward that hid behind his army. Sighing she knew that there was nothing she could do. It was either help Draco or die.

@ Bongs Before Bibles
Tasha opened her eyes immediately, recognizing the voice from her past. Even being on the grass made her queasy... But hes right... She can't stay away. She faked a smile and nodded. "You caught me... You're looking good out there. Ollie-pop." she commented. He hated that nickname. She thought it was funny.

"Tell me now - are you with me?" Draco questioned "Because I will give you one last chance to back out." he stated, talking in hushed tones. Professor Snape knew of the task and wanted her as far away from it as he did. Octavia wasn't like them... She could be good.

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver let out a groan, he hated that nick name. Though something about the way she said it this time had him enjoying the sound. It felt different than back in school. He couldn't quite place it though. "Thanks." He chuckled, before rubbing the back of his neck. It felt weird being nice to her. "You wanna give it a go?" He asked offering her his broom.

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Octavia felt the fear coursing through her, she knew that if her mother wasn't in harms way then she'd tell Draco to take a hike. She'd let him damn himself. But she couldn't just walk away. "I'll do what ever I can to help." She replied to him, in a monotone voice. It reminded her of when she'd agreed to the Dark Lord that she would complete the task.

@ Bongs Before Bibles

Tasha felt the anxiety flood her veins at the thought of being up in the air. She felt as though she was choking on air. Swiftly she shook her head, believing her voice would betray her. She knew he'd question her decision. "I... I have to go..." She choked, speaking quickly

Draco felt his shoulders drop as he looked down with a sigh. Suddenly, he looked back the the girl. He knew that tone of voice... It was the same one he had used himself when he was informed about the task he was assigned. It was because of his father that he had to do this... It was his fathers punishment. "What does he have over you..." Draco questioned, his eyes narrowing softly

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver frowned, he'd never known her to turn down a flight. Even if she had somewhere to be she'd never miss a chance to fly. "Well I know it's not the broom your used to but it flies great." He informed her, he knew that she preferred her broom to other. Which he did too. "Suit yourself." He informed her, not really caring if she needed to go or not. He was being nice but now he didn't see the reason to. She still was the same girl from school, he shouldn't want to be nice.

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Octavia frowned she didn't want to admit he had anything over her. But it was pointless, everybody knew she was too good to ever follow the Dark Lord. "He has my mother." She informed him, anybody that knew her knew her mother was all she had. She'd be alone in this world if anything was to happen. She couldn't let that, not because of her anyways.

@ Bongs Before Bibles

Tasha stopped, looking down. He was being nice and here she was being rude. Granted she has her reasons but it was still not who she was. "Oliver..... I'm sorry. I don't mean to be rude. I just... I fell. Off my broom... It, uhm... I almost died." She explained, her voice soft and her eyes staring at the grass.

Draco's jaw dropped, staring at her in shock. "Octavia.... Why didn't you say something? What happened? He questioned, his voice sympathetic. It wasn't something most people heard from him, but the sympathetic side of him existed.

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver furrowed his brow hearing her explain her situation to him. Shaking his head, he let out a soft chuckled. "Now really Tasha that doesn't sound like you." He said, "the girl I knew wouldn't be afraid to get back on her broom." He knew it was a bit teasing, and seemed like he didn't care. But what could he say. I'm sorry. Sorry for what, that she was now afraid to fly or that she didn't die. He thought she was a lot luckier than she could have been. And it was her own fear that kept her grounded.

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Octavia furrowed her brows at him. "I figured you knew." She told him, a bit of hatred seeping from her. "She is being held in your parents dungeon." She glared at him, letting him know just how much she hated him and his family for being cowardice followers of the Dark Lord.

"Actually Oliver, it doesn't sound like the Tasha you know because you don't know me. You don't know anything about me, or my accident. What you REALLY don't know if that I was in a coma for about three months... And that the doctors didn't think I was going to pull through. You don't know the anxiety I feel every time I step onto a qudditch pitch. It's hard for me... And it literally kills me inside knowing that I'm afraid to do the only thing I have EVER wanted to do." Tasha scolded him, her voice getting slightly louder as she progressed toward the end of her speech. Her eyes were flooded with tears as they tried to break free and flow down her cheeks. "Just, forget I told you and pretend you never saw me." She shook her head, turning to walk away

"I had no idea... He took over my parents house because of my dad. That's why I have to do this... If I don't..." Draco sighed, looking down. Even his mother didn't know this fact. "If I don't do this, if i doing succeed, he's gonna kill me. It's my father's punishment."

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver gaped at her, surprised by not only the information she had laid on him. But also the way she snapped at him. "Hey." He said, setting his broom aside and going after her. "Look I'm sorry." He told her placing his hand on her arm, halting her. "I've been there." He told her. Remembering being knocked of his broom back at Hogwarts. Though his love for flying and hatred for Slythrin pushed him on. He wasn't afraid for long to get back on. "I know what it feels like to feel helpless." He informed her, and that's just how he felt then. Helpless, there was no one that understood him or why he didn't want to practice. He let them believe he was still grounded by Madam Hooche, but she helped him more than she knew. Her snide remarks about his performance in the game. In fact that was one of the reason he's little crush on her had fizzled out. Her words hurt more than anybody else.

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Octavia frowned, she knew that Draco was being punished but she didn't realize his life was on the line. Sighing she crossed her arms, "it looks like you need my help more than ever now." She informed him. She was smarted and a Slythrin after all. Though she had a kind heart, she still was ruthless and sneaky. And working with her would benefit him.

Tasha smiled softly, thinking about Quidditch in Hogwarts. "You're talking about that time when you claimed Madam Hooch grounded you for three games. When in actuality it was you. You were my only real competition, I had to get you back in the air to get a decent game in."

"You are smart... alright. I guess we can help each other." Draco nodded, biting his lip. "There's a cabinet we need to fix... It will transport some people into the castle."

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, that and I couldn't let Slythrin win again." He said. "Damn I miss those days." He smirked at her. It was easier, but it was also so busy. Now when he left the field he didn't get to see much of his true friends. And he was always alone, even when he went out with the team. The others had wives and girlfriends or friends with benefits. But he was the lonesome on out.

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Octavia smirked at him, before shaking away her snide comment. She figured since now they both understood each other a bit more. She should try to be nice to him. Working with him was going to be hard enough with out the bickering and fighting. "Okay." She nodded, "do you know what's wrong with it?" She questioned, hoping to get some insight to whats going on with the cabinet.

"It was more fun with you than without you... You were my best competition.... I didn't really get a chance to play after you left." Tasha sighed, a slight smile on her face. "And then I had to go through this awful woman to get my final team approved. You would've HATED her." She chuckled, subconsciously pulling her sleeve over her hand.

"I haven't got the foggiest idea. There's two, one in Borgin & Burke's and one in the room of requirement." Draco explained. "I was actually considering going to take a look at it tonight. You wanna go check it out with me?" He questioned

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver didn't understand how she could just flip like that. First she near tears yelling at him for being an insensitive prat, and now she was reminiscing. Smiling he shook his head. "I don't know about that, you really weren't competition." He teased her, not bothering to waste her good mood.

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Octavia furrowed her brow, "how would we do that?" She questioned them, it wasn't like they could walk out of the castle. If she could get an incite into what she was dealing with, then maybe they'd be able to complete there task.

"Oh come on now. That hurts." Tasha shook her head. She didn't understand him. Once minute he was an extremely insensitive prat and the next he was making jokes from school. She has always found him attractive, it's too bad he was such a jerk.

"I'm a prefect. I can walk the halls. And I know where the room of requirement is... Don't you? It's on the seventh floor" Draco explained, grabbing her hand to lead her out of the dungeons. "You need to see the cabinet."

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver smirked at her, he was actually enjoying their playfully banter. Used to it would piss him off, but now he couldn't help but laugh and enjoy himself. "You weren't that bad." He said shrugging it off, like he really didn't want to admit she was good.

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Octavia sighed, as she let his drag her along the corridors. "Just because your a prefect doesn't give you the right to abuse your powers." She hissed out to him, though working with him would have benefits if he could keep her out of trouble with the other prefects.

"Oh come on now Oliver - just admit I was good." Tasha smiled at him. The sun was setting and her red hair was almost glowing, framing her face. Granted, all she noticed was that it made his eyes shine, and almost instantly she felt like she did back in school.

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"Yesactually that's exactly what it means. Unless you want to do this during the day and end up getting caught?" Draco stated, a little too harshly. Working with her was going to be problematic off she wasall about following the rules.

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver smiled down at her, shaking his head slightly. He was enjoying teasing her. A soft breeze rose, bushing past them, blowing her hair into her face. A soft scent hit his nose, relaxing him. Bringing his hand up, he brushed her hair back, tucking it behind her ear. Looking down at the girl before him he hadn't noticed just how close they were. But something in him just fell into place, leaning forward he captured her lips with his. They way she looked in the light, her scent, and the fact they had been smiling at one another, it just pushed him on.

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Octavia sighed before actually walking properly next to him, instead of letting him drag her around. "Draco?" She caught herself asking. "Why didn't you want my help?" She asked him, knowing that the Dark Lord had ordered them to work together, and yet he was disobey by telling her to bugger off. She wondered if what Blaise had been saying was right, did Draco like her.

Tasha gasped slightly, but all it did was deepen the kiss. Her body relaxed as her eyes closed, giving into him. There was a reason she went at him so often in school. She had a giant crush on him, but all he cared about was Quidditch. So - she took what attention she could from him from the game and she'd make him notice her. Her hand had somehow made its way up and subconsciously ran into his hair, pulling him closer.

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Draco sighed looking back at ber. She had a lot of questions and it fustrated him. It was bad enough he was being forced to kill someone. He didnt wsnt this life and he knew she didnt either. "Because I dont want you to get hurt!" he exclaimed, turning to face her, halting the journey to the room of requirments.

@ Bongs Before Bibles

@ Can You Fix My Heart
Oliver sighed into the kiss, he knew it was against the rules to fraternize. But feeling he body press to him and her hand entangle in his hair, it helped him on. Lifting his free hand he placed it on her lower back securing her to him, it just felt right kissing her. Though doing it in the middle of the field may be problematic.

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Octavia raised a brow, since when did he care what happened to her. Even though his words weren't 'I like you', it still screamed it. Her mother had always told her actions speak louder than words. And right now Draco's want of protecting her pushed her to believe that Blaise wasn't lying. "Since when did my safety become your concern?" She asked him, her voice soft and full of wonder.

It took all of 5 seconds for Tasha to realize what was happening and pull away, refusing to look back up at Oliver. She knew what would happen if she did, and she knew she wouldn't be able to pull away. "Oliver.... we can't." She spoke quietly. No matter how much she wanted to, and no matter how much she liked him, it was against the rules for them to fraternize. More so for Oliver than for herself.

Draco looked down, then back up at Octavia's curiosity-filled eyes. "Your safety became my concern when a madman assigned to to a suicide mission." He spoke softly. Turning away, he began down the hall once more - silent.