Dazed...
The Hogwarts Express will be leaving the station in a moment later and Hermione Granger, in her 3^rd year in Hogwarts, was rushing when she bumped to Oliver Wood, a seventh year. "Are you ok?" said Oliver. "Yes, I am...oh...hi Oliver, sorry if I bumped you..." Hermione said this very fast and without looking while picking up some of her things on the floor which fell of the cart. "I can help you if you want..."Oliver suggested while picking up Crookshank's cage. "Oh...thank you...by the way, are we leaving in a few moments?" Hermione asked. "Oh yes...we have to be a little fast about this..."said Oliver looking at his watch. When Hermione was boarding at the train already, Oliver looked dazed, he was thinking how beautiful Hermione had been all these years. But then he forgot about it for a while as he was walking to his compartment and there sat Percy Weasley reading Hogwarts, A History. "So, Percy, how many times did you read that?" Oliver blurted out. "Oh, hi Oliver Wood,
looking very dazed, I bet you saw Katie Bell again. Anyway, did you see Penny?" Percy said. "Oh, not yet, so what are your plans for your last year here in Hogwarts?" Oliver asked. "I have to pass my N.E.W.T., so I can work at the Ministry of Magic. By the way I am Head Boy already! How about you?" Percy said proudly. "Oh, same as you, I have to pass my N.E.W.T. too. Gryffindor has to win the Quidditch final and I wish I could be accepted in Puddlemere United team." Oliver said hopefully. "Oh, I see...hi Penny, I was looking for you a while ago..." Percy said to his girlfriend Penelope Clearwater. Oliver was still staring at the window with his mind crammed. On Hermione's side, she was getting inside of the compartment when Ron started... "Hermione Granger, is this should a prefect aspirant do...be late...?" "Shut up Ron! I just woke up late and if I could only apparate, then I did" Hermione shouted at Ron's ears. "Harry, you are still silent, look, if you are still thinking
of how You-know-who will attack you this term, then forget it, man! There are a lot of things to be expected, like Quidditch, Hogsm..."Ron said when Harry butted in "Oh, Ron, I'm just thinking of something...and forget it, please" "Ok dokey, and Ms. Granger please stop shouting because the glass might break, ok..."Ron said. Hermione was seething with anger, Harry was blank-faced and Ron was mumbling because he was hungry already.
When the feast had started already, Oliver sat beside Hermione and he brushed his hand against her on purpose. But he focused his attention on something else: Quidditch. "Hey Harry, ready for a seeker practice?" Oliver asked. "Yeah, when?" Harry said with his mouth full. "By mid October or early November." Oliver said while scooping some ice cream. "Mid October or early November, mid October or early November, mid Oct..." Hermione muttered as her mind was telling her, "Stop Hermione, you can't be in love with him"
"Er...Hermione, are saying something?" Oliver blurted out quietly. "No, I...I...I was j-j-just practicing some spells" Hermione muttered nervously. "No really, is it about Harry...or me?" Oliver asked. "Of course not!" Hermione said. "Ah...ok...I won't bug you about that. By the way, if you want to watch the trainings, just feels free to go, you can take Ron with you...if you don't mind." Oliver said as he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Yeah, I will...Thanks. Do well in your Term..." Hermione said. "You too!" Oliver said added with a look that made Hermione melt right away.
Note: Im an amateur writer so please don't blame me if there are some mistakes here. It's my first time to write a fanfic and I'll be glad if you'll send me more 20 reviews before I post my next two chapters. Bye! ("_)
The Hogwarts Express will be leaving the station in a moment later and Hermione Granger, in her 3^rd year in Hogwarts, was rushing when she bumped to Oliver Wood, a seventh year. "Are you ok?" said Oliver. "Yes, I am...oh...hi Oliver, sorry if I bumped you..." Hermione said this very fast and without looking while picking up some of her things on the floor which fell of the cart. "I can help you if you want..."Oliver suggested while picking up Crookshank's cage. "Oh...thank you...by the way, are we leaving in a few moments?" Hermione asked. "Oh yes...we have to be a little fast about this..."said Oliver looking at his watch. When Hermione was boarding at the train already, Oliver looked dazed, he was thinking how beautiful Hermione had been all these years. But then he forgot about it for a while as he was walking to his compartment and there sat Percy Weasley reading Hogwarts, A History. "So, Percy, how many times did you read that?" Oliver blurted out. "Oh, hi Oliver Wood,
looking very dazed, I bet you saw Katie Bell again. Anyway, did you see Penny?" Percy said. "Oh, not yet, so what are your plans for your last year here in Hogwarts?" Oliver asked. "I have to pass my N.E.W.T., so I can work at the Ministry of Magic. By the way I am Head Boy already! How about you?" Percy said proudly. "Oh, same as you, I have to pass my N.E.W.T. too. Gryffindor has to win the Quidditch final and I wish I could be accepted in Puddlemere United team." Oliver said hopefully. "Oh, I see...hi Penny, I was looking for you a while ago..." Percy said to his girlfriend Penelope Clearwater. Oliver was still staring at the window with his mind crammed. On Hermione's side, she was getting inside of the compartment when Ron started... "Hermione Granger, is this should a prefect aspirant do...be late...?" "Shut up Ron! I just woke up late and if I could only apparate, then I did" Hermione shouted at Ron's ears. "Harry, you are still silent, look, if you are still thinking
of how You-know-who will attack you this term, then forget it, man! There are a lot of things to be expected, like Quidditch, Hogsm..."Ron said when Harry butted in "Oh, Ron, I'm just thinking of something...and forget it, please" "Ok dokey, and Ms. Granger please stop shouting because the glass might break, ok..."Ron said. Hermione was seething with anger, Harry was blank-faced and Ron was mumbling because he was hungry already.
When the feast had started already, Oliver sat beside Hermione and he brushed his hand against her on purpose. But he focused his attention on something else: Quidditch. "Hey Harry, ready for a seeker practice?" Oliver asked. "Yeah, when?" Harry said with his mouth full. "By mid October or early November." Oliver said while scooping some ice cream. "Mid October or early November, mid October or early November, mid Oct..." Hermione muttered as her mind was telling her, "Stop Hermione, you can't be in love with him"
"Er...Hermione, are saying something?" Oliver blurted out quietly. "No, I...I...I was j-j-just practicing some spells" Hermione muttered nervously. "No really, is it about Harry...or me?" Oliver asked. "Of course not!" Hermione said. "Ah...ok...I won't bug you about that. By the way, if you want to watch the trainings, just feels free to go, you can take Ron with you...if you don't mind." Oliver said as he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Yeah, I will...Thanks. Do well in your Term..." Hermione said. "You too!" Oliver said added with a look that made Hermione melt right away.
Note: Im an amateur writer so please don't blame me if there are some mistakes here. It's my first time to write a fanfic and I'll be glad if you'll send me more 20 reviews before I post my next two chapters. Bye! ("_)