The only thing keeping me from throttling him right then and there was the fact that the Weasley twins each had a hold of one of my arms. Traitors! I think the whole team would like to see Oliver in some amount of pain right now. Why not let me go? Just five minutes? That’s all I need. Please? 

“Down killer,” Fred said cheerily.

“Yes, its alright, love,” George continued, “No need to kill him now. It’s only the first day.”

“Alright, alright, alright, everyone calm down. This is a practice after all!” I called out to them. “Oliver and I would like to start off with a few laps. Come on everyone, no groaning! Ten laps from all of you. Get on with it!”

Oliver walked over to me as we mounted our brooms. He just chuckled and said, “You quite enjoy taking charge, don’t you?”

“Extremely so,” I replied, laughing as I kicked off into the air. “Race you!”

“Your on!”

“Hey! Watch where your going you oaf--”

“Angel Jane Andrews, is that any way to speak to your Captain?” Oliver smirked.

“Oliver Wood, is that any way to knock your Chaser clear off her feet? Oh wait, I am still on the team right? You didn’t fire me from that too did you?” I asked, fake worry all over my face along with extreme irritation.

“Don’t be daft, Angel, you know your on the team”

“Until you get mad at me again,” I snarled under my breath.

 "What happened to Wood? He doesn't usually miss lunch," Fred mused.

"Did you kill him, Angel?" George winked at me.