A/N: I don't own anything except the plot and a few character I made up.
If you recognize it, it probably isn't mine.
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Chapter 1
"Sarah, let's go we're going to be late for Transfigurations, you know how mad McGonagall gets when we're tardy!" screeched Hermione.
Hermione and Sarah have been best friends since their first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Now in seventh year, with only three months left 'till graduation, their friendship was beginning to suffer. Hermione and Sarah unknowingly had a crush on the same boy, their friend Harry Potter. The tension had started and both girls were really stressed, this friendship was slowly disintegrating.
"Alright, Alright, I'm coming." Sarah bellowed back.
The two scurried down the stairs, and through the common room. Huffing and puffing, they arrived in Transfigurations just before Professor McGonagall.
"Hey, Harry, Ron, Oliver." Said Sarah and Hermione at the same time.
Oliver Wood was Professor McGonagall's teaching aide and all the girls were completely in love with him. He had taken time during his off season from professional Quidditch to come back to Hogwarts and help out before graduation. (This graduating class was his favorite.)
"Hey" said the guys in unison. "Where have you two been, you were almost late, we can't let anymore points slip away from Gryffindor." said Harry in a serious tone.
"Oh, Harry don't be so grumpy." whined Hermione, "up until this year I have had to tell you that everyday."
"Well, umm, hmm I dunno." said Harry chuckling.
Sarah sat in her chair fidgeting; she was thoroughly annoyed with the way Hermione was acting around Harry. Sarah never got weird around a crush, and she never ever got jealous, or so she thought.
Through the entire class Oliver had been staring at Sarah, but she was too mesmerized by Harry to notice. Ever since Oliver became McGonagall's aide he had been head-over-heels for Sarah. The first day he had come back to Hogwarts and realized how beautiful she had become, he knew that she was the one for him.
"Sarah, Sarah, can I borrow you for a second?" asked Oliver. He was sure now was the time he was going to confess his love.
"Yeah Oli, how can I help you?" responded Sarah.
"Umm, I ah. oh never mind." mumbled Oliver. He had chickened out; he had lost his nerve, now he would have to wait until another opportunity arose to tell her the truth. To explain to her his devotion to her.
She darted out of the classroom to talk with her friends before potions.
Now Oliver, Sarah, and Hermione were all in the same boat. All three were in love with someone and couldn't gather the courage to tell that person how they felt.
Chapter 1
"Sarah, let's go we're going to be late for Transfigurations, you know how mad McGonagall gets when we're tardy!" screeched Hermione.
Hermione and Sarah have been best friends since their first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Now in seventh year, with only three months left 'till graduation, their friendship was beginning to suffer. Hermione and Sarah unknowingly had a crush on the same boy, their friend Harry Potter. The tension had started and both girls were really stressed, this friendship was slowly disintegrating.
"Alright, Alright, I'm coming." Sarah bellowed back.
The two scurried down the stairs, and through the common room. Huffing and puffing, they arrived in Transfigurations just before Professor McGonagall.
"Hey, Harry, Ron, Oliver." Said Sarah and Hermione at the same time.
Oliver Wood was Professor McGonagall's teaching aide and all the girls were completely in love with him. He had taken time during his off season from professional Quidditch to come back to Hogwarts and help out before graduation. (This graduating class was his favorite.)
"Hey" said the guys in unison. "Where have you two been, you were almost late, we can't let anymore points slip away from Gryffindor." said Harry in a serious tone.
"Oh, Harry don't be so grumpy." whined Hermione, "up until this year I have had to tell you that everyday."
"Well, umm, hmm I dunno." said Harry chuckling.
Sarah sat in her chair fidgeting; she was thoroughly annoyed with the way Hermione was acting around Harry. Sarah never got weird around a crush, and she never ever got jealous, or so she thought.
Through the entire class Oliver had been staring at Sarah, but she was too mesmerized by Harry to notice. Ever since Oliver became McGonagall's aide he had been head-over-heels for Sarah. The first day he had come back to Hogwarts and realized how beautiful she had become, he knew that she was the one for him.
"Sarah, Sarah, can I borrow you for a second?" asked Oliver. He was sure now was the time he was going to confess his love.
"Yeah Oli, how can I help you?" responded Sarah.
"Umm, I ah. oh never mind." mumbled Oliver. He had chickened out; he had lost his nerve, now he would have to wait until another opportunity arose to tell her the truth. To explain to her his devotion to her.
She darted out of the classroom to talk with her friends before potions.
Now Oliver, Sarah, and Hermione were all in the same boat. All three were in love with someone and couldn't gather the courage to tell that person how they felt.