"Can you believe Alicia's parents pulled her out of Hogwarts?" Katie Bell
asked her best friend and teammate Angelina Johnson.
"I know, it's insane," Angelina replied, looking down the table to tall, brown-haired seventh year, "Wood is absolutely livid."
"Ever since he got that owl, he hasn't even said a word," Katie replied, anxiously looking at the door waiting for the incoming first years to arrive, "When are they going to get here? I'm starving!"
"Whoa, did you just say Oliver, Oliver Wood, has not said a word?" Angelina asked rather curiously.
"Yes, it is weird, isn't it?" Katie asked, still eyeing the doors.
"Weird? That boy hasn't not said a word in all the time I've known him, especially not when you're around," Angelina said trying to get her friend's attention.
"What do you mean by that?" Katie asked, finally averting her eyes from the large oak doors.
"Well, it's quite obvious he fancies you," Angelina told Katie with a slight smirk.
"He does not, he can't, he's too much of a - um - a friend to think of me that way," Katie said, once again returning her eyes to the doors which finally opened.
"He must think you're cute, or else you wouldn't be on that Quidditch team still," Angelina said innocently turning to watch the Sorting Hat begin its song.
"I know, it's insane," Angelina replied, looking down the table to tall, brown-haired seventh year, "Wood is absolutely livid."
"Ever since he got that owl, he hasn't even said a word," Katie replied, anxiously looking at the door waiting for the incoming first years to arrive, "When are they going to get here? I'm starving!"
"Whoa, did you just say Oliver, Oliver Wood, has not said a word?" Angelina asked rather curiously.
"Yes, it is weird, isn't it?" Katie asked, still eyeing the doors.
"Weird? That boy hasn't not said a word in all the time I've known him, especially not when you're around," Angelina said trying to get her friend's attention.
"What do you mean by that?" Katie asked, finally averting her eyes from the large oak doors.
"Well, it's quite obvious he fancies you," Angelina told Katie with a slight smirk.
"He does not, he can't, he's too much of a - um - a friend to think of me that way," Katie said, once again returning her eyes to the doors which finally opened.
"He must think you're cute, or else you wouldn't be on that Quidditch team still," Angelina said innocently turning to watch the Sorting Hat begin its song.