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Madame Pomfrey allowed Harry to leave in the morning as he had recovered well, but she said Ron, who had woken up but was exhausted, had to stay until lunch. So Harry was left to wander to the Great Hall alone.

Entering the Great Hall it was quite full with the majority of students there eating their 8:30 breakfast before the 9:00 class. Harry and the other Gryffindors would have DADA with Professor Mad-Eye Moody today, and this was in fact a class that all of them were looking forward to. Unfortunately Ron would have to miss out.

As he walked over to the Gryffindor table he noticed an interesting change. Usually their group of 4th year Gryffindors sat together – he, Eve, Seamus, Dean, Neville, Ron, Parvati, Lavendar, and Hermione usually enjoyed their meals together.

However today, Neville, Seamus, and Dean were sitting together near the entrance while on the opposite end of the table, was Eve, Hermione, Parvati, and Lavendar.

His heart leapt as he saw his sister, who did not even look his way as he walked in. Did she visit him last night? Madame Pomfrey said there was no Evelyn Potter on the guest list, but Eve had the invisibility cloak…

Deciding to risk it he deliberately walked past Neville, Seamus, and Dean and over to the other end of the table, many Gryffindors turning their heads around as they watched him. A nervous feeling caught in his throat as a dreadful sense of foreboding overtook him, but he didn't care.

"Eve." He came up to the four girls sitting together. "Can we talk?"

She glanced at him. He noticed her beautiful hazel eyes, they still had dark circles, it was evident that she had barely slept. Her crimson hair was rumpled and frizzled, almost like Hermione's, and she clearly did not trouble herself to put on any makeup. But he never cared about that, with or without makeup he thought she was utterly beautiful.

"About what?" Eve snapped, setting down her cup.

"…About yesterday." He said, not wanting to reveal anymore to the other girls.

"No, I don't want to talk right now." Eve said, turning her head away.

Harry clenched his fists. "We have to. This is important."

"She's already said she doesn't want to talk to you, Harry," Hermione said from besides Eve, trying to protect her friend. "Now can you please leave us alone?"

"NO Hermione." Harry almost shouted. "Eve, come with me. We need to talk. Privately."

"Go away Harry," Parvati said. "Eve will talk to you when she feels like it. You don't own her-"

"I'm her brother!" He said forcefully. "Parvati mind your own fucking business."

"Fine Harry," Eve stood up. "I'll see you guys in class. Don't worry I'll be fine." She said to Hermione's concerned look, while Parvati and Lavendar glared at Harry.

This entire atmosphere was bugging him to no end, it played out as if he was the bad guy, like a Slytherin or something.

He followed Eve out of the Great Hall, neither of them saying a word. However, as they passed by the tables, Eve reached and grabbed a piece of toast.

"Here." She said, giving it to Harry coolly. "You must be hungry."

"Oh… thanks." He ate it, feeling very awkward. As they exited the Hall he could not hold it in anymore. "Eve, I've missed you, I've been thinking about you all day yesterday and night."

She didn't look at him as they walked to the DADA class. "That's nice to know." Her tone was very cold, very indifferent. "I've been thinking about you and all of this as well. And… I think we should stop being anything more than brother and sister."

Her voice was lifeless, and every word that she spoke pierced through him like a dagger.

"What? Eve, if this is about yesterday, I'm really sorry, I know you feel mad and betrayed-"

"I'm not mad at you about you and Malfoy anymore." She cut in. "I get it, she's fucking hot, and apparently has had a crush on you for ages. Who am I to get in the way? I'm just your SISTER."

He did not like the way this conversation was going. "That's not the point. What happened with Malfoy was nothing, it was stupid, which I apologize about."

"Stupid? Harry she took your virginity. And according to you, you took hers too. Don't ever let her hear you say that it was stupid." Eve rolled her eyes. "Why am I helping her anyway? Oh, that's right. It's because I just don't care anymore."

"Eve, look, about what happened with Malfoy, I woke up with her on top of me and I thought it was you," he started speaking very fast, as every word that came out of his mouth felt forced, "And she started yelling at me and threatening to tell people about us, I had to make her quiet, it was in the heat of the moment-"

"Spare me your sex stories Harry," Eve cut in, rolling her eyes. "I'm already over you guys fucking. Keep fucking her Harry. Really. I'm happy for you."

They say that the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference, and at this Harry began to get truly frustrated. "That's not the point, the point is that I still love you, you are the one I want to be with, not her."

"Harry, if you told me that before yesterday I would have felt like I had died and gone to heaven," her voice was dripping with sarcasm, "But after yesterday I just don't CARE anymore. I'm actually glad you slept with her. Because it opened my eyes to the fact that we should just be brother and sister, nothing more-"

"You are the one who betted me in the first place!" Harry interrupted, feeling his desperation rise. "You wagered me into being her slave, none of this would have happened if you didn't do that!"

They had entered a rather empty corridor, and she had stopped.

"Yes Harry, I lost the bet and I'm sorry you had to go through such an ordeal. I always knew in the back of my mind that Malfoy had some kind of a crush on you. So when she came to collect on her bet, I actually was curious to see how it would play-"

"So you knew it would happen!"

She shrugged. "I thought she would try to kiss you or something, which I was ok with. But I just thought you were a man of your word, Harry, that you would stick to our promise to be each other's first."

He felt like punching the wall in anger. "Eve, do you realize how difficult of a situation you put me in? You made me Malfoy's slave, I was magically bound to do whatever she told me."

"That's why I asked if she forced you to fuck her. But she didn't, did she? You did everything on your own free will."

"I already told you it was the heat of the moment-"

"WHATEVER Harry! I already said it's fine. You can fuck whoever you want. I. Don't. Care. God, why am I talking to you about you fucking Malfoy? This is like the stupidest topic ever. What are you trying to accomplish anyway?"

"… I want us to go back to the ways before, forget about what had happened." Harry looked into her uncaring, lifeless eyes, feeling desperate. "I won't see her again, Eve. I don't want to be with anyone else besides you, just give me one more chance."

She looked momentarily surprised, but then she laughed cruelly. "Really Harry? You're willing to give up seeing anyone else just for little old me? I know I'm not as pretty as Malfoy-"

"I think you're just as beautiful, and plus, that doesn't matter, it's because I love you, you're my sister and you mean everything to me."

They started walking again. She seemed like she was rethinking, which made his hopes grow. "...So, you are willing to give up the chance to fuck anyone else again? Don't be so ridiculous, Harry. You're a teenage guy and these gorgeous girls are throwing themselves at you, Malfoy, Olivia Nott, that French girl at the world cup, heck even that Veela girl might try to make a play for you when they come in October. I don't want to be your cockblocker sister or anything like that."

Harry was dumbfounded. "Why are you bringing up random girls that we met over a month ago? None of them compare to you, they don't mean anything to me, I promise, I can control myself-"

"Just like how you 'controlled' yourself this morning with Jasmine Rosier?" She snapped, this caused his blood to freeze, his earlier hopes came crashing down like an avalanche.

"What? How did you-"

"Harry, I came in to check on you this morning. I don't know why I did it but I think some stupid part of me still wanted to see you, plus I couldn't sleep anyway, so I took the cloak and went to the hospital wing to see you. And what do I find, an amazing sight to be sure."

"No Eve, we were just talking the whole time, it wasn't what it seemed like at all-"

"Your cock in her mouth isn't what it looked like?" Eve nearly shrieked in laughter. "Please Harry, I was there the whole time. No really, you should be proud. I've never heard of a guy going to the hospital and ends up getting a blowjob to help him recover, which I'm glad to see that it helped."

He could never imagine in his life that his sister could be capable of such sarcasm. "…Pomfrey said you never came by, I was beginning to lose hope, you have no idea how tormented I've felt since yesterday."

"I know Harry, I watched you sleep for a while, I could tell you weren't sleeping well. Then I watched Rosier come by and put up a silencing ward. I don't know what you guys talked about but I'm sure it was a delightful conversation, since she ended up sucking you off afterwards. How romantic. Meanwhile I am sitting on the cold ground freezing my ass off, and just so disbelieving, how easily you just made out with her, like you weren't surprised at all. Did she snog you too the other night, along with Nott?"

"Huh? First Theodore and now you, does the entire school know about what happened with Nott?" There were so many things he wanted to explain, but the one mystery he did not understand was how everyone seemed to know about him snogging Olivia Nott?

"I don't know, some rumor flying around that she broke up with her boyfriend in order to make out with you. I guess that's why her brother tried to beat you up yesterday. Yes Harry, we ALL heard about it." She said, rolling her eyes. "So you did, didn't you? You snogged her and Olivia and probably Ella Montague too, and then you fucked Malfoy in the morning?"

"I was their slave, I had to do what they wanted."

"And I'm sure you enjoyed every second of it." She cut in dryly. "I'm actually impressed Harry, no really. You're the boy-who-lived and Malfoy and her friends are the hottest, sluttiest bitches in this entire school, it's like a porn film just waiting to happen, and lucky me, I get to hear about it before anybody else"

Harry did not know how to respond to that. "…Eve, you can stop all of that, if we just go back to the way we were. Let's start over."

"Yes, let's start over, by being real siblings for once, not siblings who commit incest and have to hide from everyone else."

"We don't have to hide it, we can be public about it, they can't do shit to us."

"NO Harry." Her voice was heartbreakingly firm. "Even if it weren't illegal and we might face imprisonment, but probably get off since you're literally the 'savior of the wizarding world,'" Eve said sarcastically as they rounded the corner to the DADA classroom, "I don't WANT to. It's my choice as much as it is yours. And I just want to be your sister. That's it."

There was a brief pause as Harry realized there was nothing more to say. It takes two to tango and currently he was the only dancer left on the floor. "…How can I argue against that, Eve? If this is truly what you want… then there's nothing I can do."

She shrugged. "Yes, exactly. So let's stop talking about this." Seeing the defeated look on his face, she sighed. "We can still hang out as brother and sister, Harry. I'll be a good sister to you, I promise. Come on bro." She gave him a tight smile, a very fake one. "We're late for class."

He did not look at her as they opened the door to the DADA classroom, where Mad-Eye Moody was waiting and all the other Gryffindors were already there.

xXx

In DADA Mad-Eye Moody showed them the 3 unforgiveable curses, and of course, made a big deal out of the fact that the only person who has ever survived Avada Kedavra was sitting in front of him. In other words, the same shit as always.

Afterwards they went to lunch and Ron had been discharged from the hospital, which was heartening. All of them sat together at the Gryffindor table, and it was almost as if things were back to normal. Eve was back to being her usual, cheerful self, and that created harmony amongst all of them. Of course, despite this, he knew that things between them had utterly been changed.

In the afternoon they had the worst class that all of them dreaded, which was double Potions with the Slytherins. Going to Snape's class under the backdrop of the previous day's fight was surely to be a horrendous experience.

"Tell me Longbottom, is there any brain matter in that empty head of yours that would allow you to read 'stir in a clockwise fashion," not counterclockwise?" Snape said disdainfully as Neville had melted his second cauldron of the day.

Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy was sniggering along with Crabbe and Goyle. Theodore Nott was still shooting dirty looks at Harry, who sat with Ron. Both of them were just trying to survive this class, having just come out of the hospital they were in no rush to return.

At one point, Theo Nott casually walked by Harry's cauldron and dropped something in it, deliberately sabotaging his potion as it turned from a healthy shade of green to a sickly yellow.

"What the hell Nott?" Harry asked angrily. "What is your goddamn problem?"

Theodore sneered at him. "Don't fucking come near my sister, Potter."

"How old are you, five? I was fulfilling my duties as Malfoy's sister's 'slave,' and YOUR sister was the one who ordered me to kiss her."

"That sounds like bullshit Potter. You must have done something to her, why would she ever want to do that with someone like you." The tall Slytherin boy spat, and then walked away.

Harry shook his head in disbelief. "What the hell is his problem?" He turned to Ron. But Ron was not even looking at him, seemingly unnaturally focused on his potion. "What, now you're giving me shit too Ron?"

"You really kissed a Slytherin?" Ron asked, glaring at him. "I can't believe it mate. I thought you were fighting to help me out yesterday, but no, instead it was because Nott was attacking you for kissing his sister."

"I was about to enter the fight on your behalf anyway," Harry snapped. "And don't be ridiculous, I was ordered to, why doesn't anyone believe me?"

Ron shrugged. "You could have refused. I wouldn't kiss a Slytherin even if I was threatened to."

"That is such bullshit Ron, I've seen the way you look at Malfoy's sister and her friends, you're not allowed to judge me."

The red-haired boy's face became the same color as his hair as he did not respond, leaving the two of them in awkward silence as Harry tried miserably to fix his potion before the class ended.

Soon Snape came around to Harry's cauldron and sneered at the color, telling him he had failed and also notifying them that the two of them would be serving detention next week for the fight yesterday. Both of them merely nodded while Draco and his friends mocked them from the other side of the classroom.

"Okay Ron, if you want to be like that, fine." Harry said icily as the bell rang signifying the end of class. "I have too much on my mind right now, and dealing with your bullshit is the last thing I need."

"Whatever mate. I'm sure you are happy with your new Slytherin girlfriend, go and enjoy yourself," Ron said, jealousy bursting through his voice.

Harry narrowed his eyes. "You know what Ron? I will. Thanks for the encouragement. You have no idea exactly how much I will be enjoying myself." He said, furious, before stalking off out of the classroom first before Malfoy and his friends could come up and start jeering at him again.

xXx

At dinner that night, Harry decided to sit alone at the far corner of the table by himself, and it was suddenly apparent that no one in his house wanted to talk to him. Ron was telling everyone and anyone who would listen that Harry had basically confessed to Olivia Nott being his girlfriend, and most Gryffindors were now shooting dirty looks at him, or in some cases jealous ones.

Things were made even worse when Olivia herself showed up and walked to him. Her slender, attractive figure, haughty gaze and confident gait attracted the attention of many people, especially males.

"What do you want, Nott?" Harry asked coldly, as the last thing he needed for people to confirm their suspicions was for his supposed girlfriend herself to show up.

"Potter," she said, sneering at the Gryffindors who were watching judgmentally, "We need to talk after dinner about what has happened."

Harry narrowed his eyes. "Why don't we talk right now? Come, sit with me. This way the entire world will know that you are my girlfriend."

She smirked at him, stealing one of his fries. "As tempted as I am, Potter, I can't stay, Celine wants to talk to me. Meet me after in the corridor outside the Charms classroom and I will explain what we're going to do."

She sauntered away before he could respond, sneering at the Gryffindors who were watching her every move. He returned back to his food, ignoring his useless housemates who were staring at him but not talking to him, as if that exchange had just proven that he was now dating a Slytherin, what a traitor he was.

At the teacher's table, Dumbledore had risen and tapped his goblet to quiet everyone. "Students, I have an announcement to make. As all of you are aware, the Triwizard Tournament will happen in less than a month, and incidentally we have a change of rules."

Everyone immediately looked up in attention, as the only thing that could possibly be more interesting than the rumors flying around of Harry and Olivia now dating, was the Triwizard Tournament.

Dumbledore peered at them through his half-crescent moon glasses. "We have received an order from the Hogwarts Board of Governors, that the age limit has been lowered from 17 to 16."

Excited whispers and chatters broke out as some students had cheered. "I can imagine some of you are very pleased to hear this," he looked particularly at Fred and George Weasley, who were high-fiving each other, "however, the tournament is still a very dangerous event. Therefore, the compromise we reached with the Hogwarts Board is that any student above the age of 16 who wishes to compete, will have to pass a placement test in order to submit their name so that us teachers can be sure that any student who enters this tournament will be... capable of dealing with the challenges."

People were talking excitedly to each other, some of them cheering and clapping their mates on the back, as an entire year of students had just gained the possibility of entering the tournament. In addition people were now gossiping about which sixth or seventh-years they thought was most likely to pass the placement test, Cedric Diggory, Roger Davies, and Cassius Warrington's names were flying around, and of course, Celine Malfoy's.

"That bitch Malfoy, she must have convinced her daddy to change the rules just for her." A Gryffindor fifth-year was talking to her friend near where Harry was sitting.

"Why couldn't they change it to 5th years as well? I still can't enter the tournament." Another fifth-year complained.

Harry looked over at the Slytherin table, and indeed, Celine was looking particularly smug as she exchanged words with Ella, Olivia, and Jasmine. It was evident to the entire school that this rule change was due to her, and this was a clear indication of the Malfoy family's influence in the school.

He breathed in and out deeply. It seemed that everything was working out for Celine Malfoy, she was getting everything she wanted. She succeeded in lowering the age limit so that she could compete in the TWT. She had made him her slave, took his virginity, and no one even suspected her of being the one who liked him in the first place. Instead, Olivia Nott, her handmaiden, had taken the hit instead by basically declaring to everyone that she and Harry Potter were now together.

Worst of all, she had turned his beloved sister Eve against him, a situation that he no doubt helped to achieve, in his mindless acquiescence to the sexual advances from her and her lieutenants. Ron had now turned against him too, and Hermione was basically ignoring him. None of the Gryffindors were speaking to him either, but this he was used to and did not care about at all.

He clenched his fists. He had the annoying feeling that he was being used, like a pawn, in whatever game that Celine was playing.

But as the dinner drew to a close, he made a promise to himself that he wasn't going to take any more of this crap, not from Celine, not from Eve, or Ron, or Olivia, Theodore, Hermione, any of them. He was going to make things the way HE wanted, and there was no way any of them could stop him.

And the first step? Olivia.