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Hermione's POV
I stumbled around my unfimliar surrondings, trying to find the library. I banged into a tall person not looking at them I mumbled a sorry.
"Are you lost?"
"Yes, I'm trying to find the library."
"Well come with me. What's your name?"
"Hermione Granger."
"Well Hermione Granger I'm Oliver Wood."
The library wasn't far off.
"Thank you."
"Your welcome, do you know anything about quidditch?"
"Well partly last time I came here a teacher showed me but I forgot where it was, over in the back I think." He walked to the back and found the books, to my suprise he sat at my table.
We started talking and I got none of my homework done.
Normal POV
This went on for years sitting togther whether they were reading, researching, doing homework or talking they loved every minute of it, together.
Then one day five years later Oliver couldn't take it anymore he had to ask.
"Hermione I've known you scince you were a first year, and all the time there's been one thing I want to ask."
"Well what is it?" Hermione promted.
"Willyougooutwithme?"
"Slow down Oliver I couldn't understand a word you said.
"Will you go out with me?" Oliver said sheepeshly.
"Yes Oliver a hundred times yes!"
"Come watch me play Quidditch?"