"Madison! You'll love this!" Katie said, walking up to me with a paper in her hands. Sighing, you looked up to see her looking expectantly at you.

"What is it, Katie? I have to finish this bloody essay that Snape assigned us over the summer.." Your attention turned back to your mindless scribbling of words you only hoped would make some sense. Though, it was Snape, no mercy would be had on you.

"Honestly! What have you been doing all summer that you couldn't finish that paper?"

"I practiced Quidditch a lot, actually,"

"And THAT is exactly what I wanted to speak to you about!" Katie said excitedly, sitting on your bed, "There's a spot for a chaser! You can finally try out!" You dropped your quill, essay forgotten.

"Yes, finally!" You said, raising your arm in victory. "How do I go about trying out?"

"Just go tell Oliver you would like a chance to try out for chaser. He'll be pleased that you're so enthusiastic," Katie gave a smile and said, "I better get going. I told Alicia I'd meet her for breakfast this morning," With that, Katie was gone. Your heart was beating quickly. You wanted the chance to be on the team, you really did. But the thought of Oliver Wood had your heart racing, palms sweaty, and a blush rising to your cheeks. It wasn't a crush, because you had never really spoken to Oliver except for passing comments about how well he did in the previous Quidditch game. No, it was jut you were very intrigued by him. He only showed his passion for Quidditch, but not many people saw beyond that. There had to be more to him, and that is why you found yourself intrigued by him.

"Better to get this over with now," You muttered to yourself, abandoning your essay in favor of getting yourself a spot at Quidditch try outs. Walking down the stairs, you noticed Oliver sitting by the fireplace. He was looking down intently at a clipboard he was holding in his lap. You walked over, unsure of what to say. You hoped he would notice your presence. He was too interesting in the clipboard to notice you there, you soon realized you would have to be the first to say something. "Good morning, Oliver," You said.

He looked up, seeing it was you, he smiled. "Morning, Madison," He nodded, then went back to looking at the clipboard.

"Katie told me that the Gryffindor Quidditch team is in need of another chaser," This got Oliver's attention, and he looked up expectantly at you. "I was hoping to try out for the position".

"Brilliant!" He exclaimed, smiling up at you. "We'll be having try outs next Saturday at 9 o'clock sharp. You'll need to bring your own broom," After saying this, he scribbled something onto his clipboard.

"Great!" You said. "Oh I have one question, how many chasers do you need?"

"One," Oliver replied without looking up.

"Oh, okay," You said, a sinking feeling settling in your stomach. You would have to be the best one on the pitch.

"Don't worry. Katie tells me you're a great chaser," Oliver said, still not looking up.

A blush rose to your cheeks. "I'll have to thank her at breakfast, which is where I should be heading now," You told me. He nodded. "Aren't you going?"

"No, I've got too much to do," He said, waving his hand.

"All right, I'll see you later then," Told said, offering a small wave. He returned it. Once you turned to the portrait hole, your face held a smile. Once you made it to the Great Hall, you spotted Katie sitting by herself. "Why are you all alone?" You questioned, sitting down across from her.

"Oh," She said waving her hand, "I was with people, but they left to go to the library," She said, stabbing a pancake with her fork. You raised an eyebrow at her, but she remained silent.

"So I spoke to Oliver. I'm all ready to try out!" You said, making to grab a muffin.

Katie laughed then, "I had already told him to put you on the list, you didn't need to talk to him," She put a hand over her mouth to muffle her giggles.

"Then why did you tell me to talk to him?" You demanded of her.

"Because," She paused to take another bite of her pancake, " It was the only way to get you to talk to him,"

"What do you mean?" You asked, hoping she didn't bring up the 'crush' she thought you had on him. No, there was no crush. You had nothing to base a crush off of!

Katie smirked at you, as if she could read your thoughts. "With that big crush of yours, are you sure you'll be able to perform in front of him?"

"There is no crush, you know that!" You exclaimed.

"Of course," Katie said. "We'll practice a bit to get you ready for try outs next week. You need to get on the team,"

"Sure," You replied. "I don't know what we could practice that I don't know…"

"You're so modest, Madison. I have to head to my first class now, see you later!" She waved, turning away from you and exiting the Great Hall. You sat by yourself then, munching on your corn muffin. You had to think about what she said. Could you really do well, in front of Oliver? Well of course! Seeing as you didn't have a crush on him, there should be no problem. You continued to assure yourself that you would be fine until you saw Oliver himself walk into the Great Hall. Without thinking, you shoved what was left into your muffin into your mouth, gathered your belongings, and rushed away from the Great Hall. Your arm brushed his while you were passing by him, but you didn't make it known that you noticed this. As you were rushing from the Great Hall, you realized it might be a problem to play well in front of Oliver. She might have been right. But you pushed the thought from your mind right as it entered it. Katie was crazy, for she thought you had a crush on Oliver! And that certainly was not true. You wouldn't listen to what Katie had to say about Oliver from now on, you told yourself.

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