"Gah!" Suddenly, everyone in the great hall's hair turned a million different shades of a color. Harry shook some hair into his face and saw that his hair was a million shades of yellow. He heard shrieks of surprise and groan when someone got a color that the didn't like. Undeterred, he decided that he should put the next step of plan Get Ari To Like Me into play. He started flirting with her. She should feel honored to be flirted with by him, the great Harry Potter. (Ew.) Right? Apparently wrong. As soon as he started to ask her out, she punched him in the face so hard he felt his nose break. No girl can punch that hard. (Well, she can break your nose and probably everything else to even without her Sucker Punch made by 'Uncle' Dex.) Then she went to sit on the other side of the couple with blonde hair, who, were sitting next to that traitor Hermione and the freaks of exchange students. He was pretty sure he saw a small knife in the folds of her cape. It was made of steel, with Sterling  Silver, some kind of bronze metal, some kind of gold metal and a silvery metal Harry couldn't even begin to identify (Stalkenteene. Ogre metal. Mentioned in Everblaze.) veins running through it. (Silly mortal, She has about 1000 concealed weapons, some throwing knives, a garrote, even a black swan monocle pendant and goblin throwing stars. She only shows Draco the knives. Well two of them. They can even kill the undead. All made of the same mix of metals. Also some random Dex-ifyed gadgets and some Elle-ifyed ones. And a Shamkniv. The 'k' is silent. They all carry the same weapons.) McGonnagal came and Harry told her what happened. "Well, Mr Potter, you were flirting with her, were you not? You were warned. Ten points from Gryffindor. Go to the hospital wing." Harry came back from the hospital wing by the beginning of Wandless Combat with the Slitherins. Luna was there per usual, helping people train. They were getting to spar today. Harry took his wooden dagger and decided to spar with Ari. It would give him more time to win her over. Ari was killing a wooden dummy. No, seriously. It was bleeding sap. He asked her if she would spar with him and she said, kinda creepily (is that the right word?) "So, back for more, huh. A broken nose not enough for your dim mind to get the memo?" they sparred, well it was more like Ari beating up Harry. It wasn't fair. She had two knives and they were made of metal. By the time she finally knocked him down, she had given him about a hundred cuts. And about 399 bruises. "Ari, don't kill the poor guy!" the blonde guy who Harry thought's name was Keefe, said. "He deserved it. He was hitting on me." Ari said, "He's lucky I'm not an Inflictor or he'd already be dead. I'm going easy on him. Blame it on Gigantor. He trained me in all my weapons. Look out! Ma-Sophie's about to hit you." All her weapons? Gigantor? and what was she about to say? Mama? were all thoughts going through Harry's head but the main question was, Are they Death Eaters?  The next thing out of his mouth was scream because Ari had cut his arm so hard it was sure to leave a scar. When she wasn't pinning him down anymore he looked at it. It was two  letters and a Hyphen with a single letter under it:

                                                                                  No. -A

It was very large. "Class dismissed." Professor Jackson said, "If you got hurt, go to the hospital wing." Harry had a feeling this scar will never fade. Madame Pomfrey made him stay in the hospital wing for the rest of the day, to see what she could do about his arm.She couldn't do anything about any of his cuts. She asked a ton of questions about how which for some reason he couldn't answer truthfully. So he lied and said he had no idea. (Ari put a spell on her weapons so that the victim can't say how they happened. She found it in the forbidden section of the library in the Silver Tower. She also put a spell on them so the marks will always leave a scar, if not kill the victim outright. Yet again, only Lia knows.) Madame Pomfrey finally settled for bandaging his arms and legs but made him stay in the hospital wing overnight. His cuts and bruises hurt. A lot. He'd tell McGonnagal about it once the spell wore off. (Ah ha ha ha ha! It won't. Also she'd just take another ten points from Gryffindor.) He was in for a long night.

Thank you so much for all the views! 500? you guys are awesome! I welcome constructive feedback and comments. I know Solangelo has kinda fallen out of the story but I'll add it again next chapter. 

Olu