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[olivia anthea harper]

YOU GOTTA WANNA BREAK THE HEARTS

OF ALL THOSE PRETTY PORCELAIN DOLLS

Since childhood Olivia had always had issues with sleep. It wasn't as if she never did sleep, but occasionally she would get struck with a bought of insomnia. Not to mention that usually growing up she was stuck in a bed with Ophelia who thrashed around like a madwoman in her sleep. As Olivia got older she realized that there were few things that would actually really help the situation. All that nonsense about warm milk and counting sheep was useless. But as long as she was doomed to be awake, Liv figured that she should at least make the best of it. Changing quickly out of her pajamas, Olivia donned some of her lighter winter clothing. The winter jacket she'd been using the past few years was far too bulky, and made her feel like some sort of marshmallow. Instead she wrapped herself up in her scarf and mittens before quietly slipping out of her dorm.

She trudged her way down the stairs in relative silence. After almost six years of being at Hogwarts, and a lifetime of sleep issues she'd gotten a bit of a knack for avoiding prefects as she made her way outdoors. Of course there were occasional slip-ups, but she'd actually managed to fool a few people with the whole sleepwalking routine. Though all in all even telling lies still ruined her night. Peeking around a corner, Liv wiggled her fingers about in her mittens. She was pleased to see that the Entrance Hall seemed to be unattended. Out of the entire trip it was easily the most difficult part. Quickly she glanced down at her shoes, having forgone boots for the extra speed her trusty sneakers provided. It was hard to sneak about when your feet scuffed along the floor after all.

Olivia inhaled deeply, taking a second take at her goal before dashing across the Entrance Hall. Her footfalls were a bit louder than she would've liked but what she lacked in quietness Liv knew that she made up for in speed. If there was one thing she lived for it was running, plain and simple. Breathing heavily she hauled open the large front door, only wide enough for her to slip through. "You really are good Olivia." She grinned, watching her breath appear before her in the January cold. It was an oddly clear night, but the wind made everything just a bit colder than she would have liked.

If anything the cold winter air did nothing but awaken Olivia further, but at this point she really didn't mind. It was nice to be alone sometimes. It was a luxury that she could almost never afford. From the time she was in the womb, Liv had to share her personal space. And from there the family only got bigger. It had been naive of her to think that being sorted into a different house than Oliver and Ophelia would give her time to be on her own. Instead of being in cramped quarters with her flesh and blood, she was forced to bunk with several other girls her own age. At least with her family she had known what to expect. Quietly she sighed, rubbing her covered hands together in an effort to create some extra warmth.

Slowly she made her way towards a tree a little ways away on the lawn. Her feet made an all-to familiar crunching noise in the snow as she walked. There had been no inclination that anyone had seen her, so Liv was a tad careless and didn't bother covering up her footprints. As she arrived at the base of the trunk she leaned her back against it. In the warmer months she would have sat down and made herself more comfortable, but the snow made that relatively uncomfortable.

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[jack daniel belby]

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It wasn’t very often that Jack Belby caused any trouble. He was a good student who didn’t have to do much in order to be a good student (though if he wanted to be exceptional he had to put in that extra bit of work), and his chill, laid back nature wasn’t exactly conducive for troublemaking. So, when he found that he couldn’t sleep, Jack decided that it was this reason, his lack of general troublemaking, that allowed him out of the castle. Of course, he didn’t think that he was superior to anyone else because he didn’t cause trouble or mischief, but he was well aware that those who had the power to get him in trouble would be less likely to do so if they didn’t know his name. While he didn’t mind being buddy buddy with the staff members, if the prefects with whom he didn’t converse on a daily basis were able to identify him because of the numerous times he had been in trouble, it would be a different story.

So, Jack pulled on a pair of black jeans and a black band shirt over a navy blue, long sleeved shirt. If his sister saw him, she would have a fit. He was never one to really care all too much about matching, but his sister definitely did. In all honesty, Jack was quite happy for the school uniforms, as he didn’t have to worry about matching his clothes so that his sister wouldn’t be embarrassed to call him a relation. She had done that before, once. She had denied being related to him, despite their similar features and the fact that everyone in the entire school already knew they were related. Jack hadn’t realized that she was so embarrassed by his inability to match until that day, and made it a point to ask around if his clothes matched before going somewhere important.

As it was, there was a slim to no chance that Jack was going to run into anyone during his late night walk around the castle grounds, so he hadn’t bothered to even try matching his long sleeved shirt to the tee shirt he donned over it. His mother would’ve had a field day if she had known that he was strolling along the grounds of Hogwarts castle, hands jammed into his jeans pockets, without a winter coat or, at the very least, a hat and scarf. ‘You’ll catch a cold,’ she would tell him, lecturing him in only a way mothers could get away with. He chuckled a bit as he made his way through the snow covered grounds and found his way to the lake. He had loved to climb trees as a kid, and it continued to be something he enjoyed to this day. Up high in tree branches was a safe haven, a place where he could read or think, or just be alone without people judging him or comparing him to one of his five siblings.

For no reason whatsoever, Jack climbed up into one of the larger oak trees by the lake and sat with his back against the tree trunk, knees pulled into his chest. He had no idea how long he had been there, but the sound of feet crunching on the snow shocked him from his thoughts as he gazed out on the grounds and saw a pretty little thing walking his way. Never one to stop and stare at women, Jack was completely taken aback by her beauty. Torn between whether he should stay in his tree or make his presence known drove Jack mad, as he watched her approach the very same tree he was sitting in. If he did make his presence known, he was certain that he wouldn’t be able to find the words to say anything to her, as she had him completely dumbfounded.

Jack decided, ultimately, to jump out of his tree. When he did so, he landed only a few feet in front of the beautiful girl and tried his best to remain calm with a cool exterior. Jack opened his mouth to say something to her, and what came out was, “What are you doing out of bed at such an hour?” Realizing quickly how offensive that could be, he turned it around and tried to play it smooth. “I’m a prefect,” no he wasn’t, “and just want to make sure that everything is alright and you’re in no trouble.” He quickly tacked on, “don’t worry, I’ll let you slide this time.” He winked at her, and questioned where the hell any of that had come from.

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[olivia anthea harper]

YOU GOTTA WANNA BREAK THE HEARTS

OF ALL THOSE PRETTY PORCELAIN DOLLS

Despite the strange quiet of the night, Olivia had not been bothering to pay all that much attention to any sounds other than those of her own feet. She'd blindly assumed that once she had made it through the empty entrance hall and out the door that she would be perfectly safe. However once she had settled into her position, something seemed slightly out of place. Before Liv could place the odd feeling a tall boy dropped down from the tree against which she was leaning, landing only a few short feet from where she had been leaning.

"Holy shit!" She gasped, jumping back a full step. A boost of adrenaline had hit her circulatory system like a brick wall, and it took Olivia a moment to adjust to not being alone as she had previously assumed. For a moment she was not able to recover her ability to rationally speak. Liv's wide, brown eyes narrowed instinctively as she surveyed the boy who had intruded upon her moment of privacy. She recognized him, vaguely but didn't know exactly from where. "Oh well, it's my lucky day now isn't it." She retorted sarcastically, trying her best not to roll her eyes at him. "Aren't prefect duties over in about..." Quickly she glanced at the slender watch wrapped around her wrist. "Fifteen minutes?" She had the rounds down to a science by now. Olivia had not been caught out enough times to know all the prefects yet. Of course she knew everyone from Gryffindor, but this boy was clearly not from her own house. However the one thing she was never wrong about was round times. It was much easier than the school thought to get past the prefects. There were systematic blind spots throughout the course of their rounds, and it didn't take much speed to slip on through. If she were a do-gooder then perhaps Olivia would volunteer to create a better system. But firstly, James tended to prefer using his own strategies... and secondly, that would effectively ruin her ability to enter and exit the castle at her leisure.

"If you really must know... I couldn't sleep." Liv eventually replied, her previously tense stance relaxing back into the position she had held beforehand. It was not all that compelling of a response, but it was not as if she owed this guy anything. Slowly, she tilted her head, assessing him carefully with her gaze. "I know you." She stated, pointing at him uncertainly. She was sure that she had had classes with this boy before. He had a name that started with J... Justin, or Jason or... "What's your name... Jake?" Olivia was not entirely sure that she had gotten his name right, but really, what did that matter? He had a strange look about him, one that she could not accurately place.

With a leisurely glance she looked up in the tree from where he had jumped. "That's a new tactic... prefects in trees... I've yet to see that one." Her eyes found their way back to his face as she picked at her fingernails. "Was that your idea? Or is that a new terribly clever strategy that James or someone thought to implement?" Her lips pursed carefully, glad that she seemed to be in no trouble, but confused as to why she had not immediately been told to return to her common room and go to bed. Even when she had been caught and let slide with a warning the first thing prefects were trained to do was to order her back to bed. The fact that the stranger had not put her slightly on edge.

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[jack daniel belby]

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The minute that Jack closed his mouth after telling the beautiful brunette that he was a prefect, he wanted to make sure she was okay and that he was patrolling the grounds, Jack knew that it had been a bad idea to do so. Something told him that she wasn’t a newbie to these things, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she had proven him right. He knew he was in a bit of a pickle and had no idea how to get himself out of it. Jack had never been one for lying or playing games. He wasn’t a jokester, he was just clever. But, if he was clever, he should be able to get himself out the situation. He could do that, couldn’t he?

Jack continued to ponder and mull about the subject in his head, listening as the girl continued to talk on and on. His sisters did that a lot, too, and he wondered what the hell it was about women that made them capable of talking for such long periods of time without stopping. He had nearly drowned her out until she asked what his name was. Jack opened his mouth to tell her, not at all surprised she didn’t know. After all, he was one of the quieter kids in the school, and more of a loner than anything else, to boot. He didn’t have many friends, and the few he did have were in the same boat as he- loaners and quiet. Jack wasn’t into the party scene, so that negated nearly half of the school’s population from his potential friend’s list, and as it was he was more of an introvert anyway. He would rather read than be with people almost any day of the week.

The girl didn’t give Jack a minute to give her his name before rattling off the wrong name. It was a J name, but certainly not his J name. Did she have him confused with someone else? Or was he who she thought he was and she just really had no idea what his name was? “Jack. It’s Jack,” he said quietly, correcting the girl. Jack shoved his hands into his jeans pockets and rocked back and forth on his heels, trying to figure out what she was going to say and where he might possibly find a loop hole and wiggle his way out of the mess that he had created.

And then she did the worst possible thing she could do for the particular wretch of a situation he was in. The girl asked why, if he was a prefect, he was hiding in a tree. She rambled something off about James or some lad and could only imagine that she was talking about the head boy, whom Jack had zero contact with in his almost six years at the school. Trying not to look like an idiot, Jack retorted, “Nah, I never said I was on duty.” Had he said he was on duty? He was almost certain he had just said he was a prefect, but he had never said that he was doing rounds? Oh crap. He knew he was digging himself into even more of a mess, but continued on anyway. “It’s just cool to be able to use that as an excuse to be outside, you know? To be able to be alone and think.”

Jack shrugged and edged around the pretty brunette in order to lean against the tree trunk. He didn’t know how much more questioning he could hold up under, and he stared at her in silence for a few minutes as they each, he assumed, pondered over their own precarious situation. As he had already said he’d let her off, he knew that his situation was much more delicate than hers. Not one to lie easily Jack shrugged again at the silence. “Okay, so maybe I’m not a prefect,” he said, offering up a guilty little grin. “I just couldn’t think of a better way to talk to a pretty brunette.” There. Honesty. Jack already felt better about the situation, as neither one of them was in trouble, or wouldn’t be unless a real prefect decided to patrol the grounds.

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[olivia anthea harper]

YOU GOTTA WANNA BREAK THE HEARTS

OF ALL THOSE PRETTY PORCELAIN DOLLS

Olivia had been skeptical about the boys credentials, and ultimately her skepticism was rewarded. It had been a mildly risky move, given that if he was a prefect and she doubted him he may have revoked his offer to "let it slide". Not that any of that mattered now. Really Liv was relieved that he was just another casual rule breaker like she was, it took the pressure off and helped decrease her initial want to escape his presence. After all she had initially left the castle after hours so that she could clear her head and have some alone time, there was no way she would want that interrupted by some tree-climbing prefect. But, he was not a tree-climbing prefect, just a tree-climbing regular joe, for all intents and purposes.

"Oh, sorry about that. I get a bit rubbish with names I guess." Liv conceded. Perhaps is she were more introverted like her sister Ophelia, a social faux-pas like that would cause her to blush or stammer. Luckily she had been the one born with a spine. "I'm Olivia." She offered quickly, realizing that there was no need not to mention her name now that she knew she was safe from any form of punishment. This Jack boy did look familiar though, she was sure that she had seen him around, in classes or the corridors at some point. But being a big school, it was hard to know for sure. Liv was very much a social butterfly, and that combined with her lack of talent for names was not a great asset.

If her cheeks had not already been a rosy shade of pink from the cold of the night, then Olivia might have actually blushed a tiny bit at his last comment. Of course boys always thought that the way to a girls heart was through bullshit flattery... which admittedly in most cases it was. But Liv had never been the best at just taking compliments at face value. "And that... Jack is a pretty bad line. You know that right?" She scoffed, mostly amused by the exchange, which showed in her smile. One of her eyebrows arched at him again, now that her heart rate had completely settled back to a normal state. "Where did you pick up that gem? How to Charm Witches volume 2?" She had seen the book in the self-help section of Flourish and Blotts a couple of years ago, and had considered purchasing it for her own amusement... either that or a delightfully hilarious gift for her overly serious brother. In the end she had refrained, thinking the entire concept was silly. If someone had to change themselves to find someone, then what was the point? No one wanted a relationship based on mistrust.

"I'm glad you're not a prefect." She admitted after a pause, her brown eyes assessing him once more. "Prefects are more trouble than they're worth... and I've already got enough of that on my own." Not wanting to get in depth with her problems to someone who was essentially a stranger, Liv stopped there. She had been bickering with her boyfriend a lot lately, over stupid petty things, and that combined with her family dramas were taking a bit of a toll on her emotionally.

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