Willing with every iota of my mind for the class to be over I watched as the clock ticked slowly closer and closer, and each second it got closer, I edged towards the precipice of my seat. I was supposed to be paying attention to the lecture in front of us, but what had Prof. Binns said that I hadn’t already read about or heard about from my sister. She ranted endlessly when we were together. It drove me absolutely insane. Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, went the clock. It was nerve-wracking.

Hermione came rushing out to greet us, her long curled hair blowing out gracefully behind her. She’d changed a lot in the last two years and I could tell she was maturing into a grown woman at an alarming rate. “Gwyn! Wood! Oh gosh, I’m so glad you’re here!” She rushed up to Oliver first and gave him a nice big hug. She then turned to embrace me briefly. She grabbed my hand instantly, like she used to do, and we walked towards the Burrow’s front door.

I pouted on my way to the door. This was so inconvenient. Whoever was at the door was going to wish they’d never been born. I swung the door open a little too violently and standing there in front of me, dressed in a simple yellow spring dress and a blue overcoat jacket stood Hermione.

The bed sheets were soft and inviting and the pillow sucked me into a dreamland that I welcomed with all my heart. It was a sweet getaway. I didn’t want to be anywhere but where I dreamed, with Oliver. Just he and I would live like that for the rest of our lives. I could see it, boy could I see it, but I knew that I could only dream it. It would never become a reality. And did I really want it to be?

~*~*~Oliver's POV~*~*~
Ron was trying really hard to keep his temper under control. I could see that. Right now though, his attitude towards me, and Gwyn no doubt, made me want to break something, preferably his little neck. “Fine,” he replied.