you had an enemy called Otavio, you two were like water and oil but you also hated people messing with him... one day a 6th year boy at Hogwarts fought with Otavio, hurting his hand with several cuts and a deep cut on him He quickly went to the infirmary and made sure you didn't see him, the other day while he was in flying class with his broom you looked at the bruise on his hand and smiled, Otavio looked at the boy he fought with, the boy had his face all over his face. purple and swollen, and your nose was broken. Otavio looked at you with his mouth completely open, knowing it was you