Note: I do not own any of the characters except leah, Valerie and any other characters that are not in harry potter. The rest are owned by JK Rowling

This is my first time writing a fanfic and please review the story if you like it/ have any suggestions for improvements. Hope you'll like it, and that I don't suck at writing stories :O

Chapter one

"Sheesh… What's taking him so long?" I grumbled impatiently, glancing at my watch every few seconds. "You don't want to be late for the train, do you?"

Out of the quidditch supplies shop came a very happy and satisfied oliver wood carrying bags of purchases. I rolled my eyes. Good ole oliver, always obsessed about quidditch. He marched towards me and grinned when he saw my black face.

"Oi! What took you so long!" I slapped his arm playfully, demanding for an answer.

"quidditch stuffs!" oliver exclaimed, "you know, this is the last year! Anyways, I really needed to get some new keeper's gloves."

Everyone was pushing and shoving their way into king's cross station. I managed to squeeze my way till she lost oliver at platform 8.

"oliver! Where in the world are you!" I yelled and spun around in circles. Oliver was nowhere to be found.

I sighed and battled my way through the angry crowd and finally reached platform 9 ¾.

Oliver's 17. He should be able to make it! If he doesn't I'll hex him.

Just then, I felt a rough hand grab onto mine, and I turned around immediately. There stood oliver, looking like a lost two year old child.

"Hey! I've been looking for you!" oliver whined. He pouted, and my heart softened. He always had a way with girls, especially with the chocolate brown eyes, nice ruffled hair and a body girls drool over. Just my luck to be best friends with oliver.

"Ah never mind. We're not late. Come on, let's go." I dragged him into the train to find an empty compartment.

We managed to find an empty compartment at the very end of the train. I snuggled into my seat, while oliver sat across me.

I turned sideways, and stared into blank space. I had no idea what I was thinking about, but I just sat there, and looked out. Anywhere but oliver.

Hey since when was I this scared of him! I felt my face go hot. I wasn't like this just now! I felt quite uncomfortable at that moment, sitting alone with oliver. I slowly turned, and I stared right into his eyes. Or maybe it was he who was staring at me. There was this kind of like "mesmerized" look like when you look at someone you love or – wait! Oliver doesn't like me! He never will!

Olivr's POV.

Leah sat across me, and she stared out of the window. Since when was she this quiet? The only time I saw her not speaking was when she had a sore throat. I looked at her, and realized how much she had changed over the holidays.

Her hair was much more longer, and it was wavy, instead of frizzy, like a mop. She had a body girls would die for, and she looked much more prettier. She was 17, and still single. I still have a chance, then.

Wait. Why am I thinking about this! Leah's my best friend! We're only best friends! I can't think like that!

I observed the way she liked her hair to cover her face, and the expression on her face whenever she was daydreaming.

I stared at her for a while longer, when she turned slightly and shifted herself so that my gaze could not meet hers.

I guess I must have stared at her too much. Oliver sodding wood! Don't do that! It's unhealthy!

I wanted to break the awkward silence when someone decided to do that. A blurred figure rushed into the room and hugged Leah.

I smirked. Valerie von vela.

I felt my face tingle and I used my long wavy hair to cover my face. It was literally burning, until someone burst into the compartment and gave me a shock of life.

"HEY!" a blurred figure swooshed into the compartment and hugged me tightly. I tried to pull myself free. "Ah!"

The person let go of me after ages, and I turned to see oliver smirking. "You should have seen the look on your face," he laughed," you looked like you were hyperventilating!"

"No I was not!" I retorted. I wanted to scold him for staring at me when I was interrupted by someone.

"Hello? I'm standing right here! Can you see me!" the person beside me flung her arms in the air. I turned, and gasped.

"Valerie!" I squealed excitedly and literally jumped on her. Valerie choked, and I guess it was probably because of me.

"Yeah. Glad that you noticed me," Valerie said sarcastically.

I smiled sheepishly and apologized. "I couldn't see when you were trying to murder me!"

Valerie's eyes widened and she argued, "You were the one trying to strangle me!" she pretended to look hurt, but I swatted her and rolled my eyes.

Valerie pointed her finger at me and pretended to say sternly, "Young lady, you better stop rolling your eyes or they'll roll off your sockets one day!"

"Yes mam!" I pretended to do a salute.

We were in the middle of a laughing fit when in came George and fred weasley.

No introductions were needed, seeing that I was present for oliver's every single game and practice. "Leah!" both of them exclaimed at the same time. I cringed. How many more times to I have to get strangled!

To my relieve, George and fred merely patted me on the head and went to sit beside oliver, whereas Valerie sat beside me. She wasn't that close to them, so she smiled and nodded her head to acknowledge them.