Disclaimer: I think you know it. I don't own anything except the story.

A/N: Okay, this is a story that I thought of in my sleep (literally). I'd appreciate it if you read it and then reviewed it, but please no flames because I hold this story VERY close to my heart.

Summery: Angelina Johnson has had a crush on Oliver Wood for four years. This is now Oliver's last year. What happens after her dreams come true and he finally kisses her? Let's just say it's not what she had in mind.

Cheated

By: Oliver*n*Angel

Chapter 1

It had been a long time since Angelina had seen any of her Quidditch mates. She had left just after the attack on Hermione Granger and Penelope Clearwater last year. Her parents had brought her straight home.

But now it was September first, time to go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This was her fifth year there. She just knew that Gryffindor would win the Quidditch final this year, at least, they would try to, for Oliver.

This was going to be Oliver Wood, the audacious Gryffindor Quidditch captain's last year at Hogwarts. He had never won the Quidditch Final, but Angelina knew they would win this year. This year was THE year. SHE was going to make sure of it.

You see, Angelina had had a crush on Oliver for the past four years. It was an odd time when they first met. Angelina was a first year Gryffindor and Oliver was a third year Gryffindor. Two of Angelina's classmates, Fred and George Weasley, were real jokesters. At the end of the first day of classes they were talking very seriously to someone. That someone was Oliver Wood. When they were done they screamed out, "Oi! Angelina! Oliver seems to like you!"

At this Oliver turned the color of the twins hair, a deep ginger color, and ran into his dormitory. Ever since then Angelina had a crush on him on and off.

I say on and off because in her second year she developed a crush on Fred Weasley, the very same one who had teased Oliver the year before. They fought all the time in second year on whether the Chudley Cannons or the Whomping Willows were the best Quidditch team. It was that year that the both of them, and George, were made Gryffindor Reserves. Oliver was a regular Keeper.

It was in her third year that she really got to know Oliver. They were on the best team Gryffindor had ever seen. That was because they had Harry Potter as their Seeker. Secretly Angelina thought it was also because of their Keeper, but that was just her. That year Harry had gotten into a bit of a mess and Gryffindor had to forfeit the match. And last year they only played one match. The others were cancelled due to the attacks.

"Angelina!" called out a familiar voice that awoke Angelina from her thoughts.

"Hey Katie! How've you been?"

"Not bad, but I've missed you for the longest time. How do you expect a girl to go five months without her best friend?"

"Sorry Katie! You know I've been busy!"

"Busy dreaming about Oliver?"

"Shh! Katie! Someone might hear you. If anyone knew that I had a crush on Oliver I would freak," said Angelina frantically.

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it anymore."

"Good! Now let's get on the train!"

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It had been a long train ride, and the girls were looking forward to the big feast.

"Hey Angelina!" shouted Fred.

"Hey Katie!" shouted George.

"Hey guys!" responded the girls.

The foursome talked for ages as if they hadn't seen each other for months. Now that could've been because they hadn't. J

"Hey Angelina," started Fred, "Did you hear about Oliver?"

"What happened to him?" asked Angelina frantically.

"Oh, nothing happened to him, but I am concerned in what's going to happen to us."

"Why?"

"Because Oliver has started a new training program. We're gonna work longer and harder, from noon until midnight, 'til we all fall down—"

"And die. I couldn't have said it better myself," interrupted a heavy Scottish accent.

"Hey Oliver!"

"Hey Angelina."

"Hi Oliver," came Katie's voice.

"Hello Katsie, how are you?"

Katie blushed at the nickname Oliver was giving her. He had started using it last year, and no one could figure out why.

"I'm fine, and you?"

"As long as you're fine I am."

Katie blushed again. Only Angelina could tell what was going on, but nothing could have prepared her for what was coming, at least, not this soon.

"Hey Katsie, I was just wondering, would you like to, that is, what I mean to say is, would you like to go out with me?"

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A/N: I'm sorry to leave you all hanging like that! I have the entire story written and I'll put it up as soon as I can. Please review and remember, no flames at the request of the author.