A/N –I will do another Drarry later, don't you fret my fans. I just…Didn't have another idea for that and this one I did. So, I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing it!

Oliver POV

I drummed my fingers against my leg nervously. McGonagall was speaking and as I looked across the Great Hall I was happy to be back, but also nervous. I hadn't been there in years. It felt strange. Sure, there were familiar faces but not as many as I had expected; I don't know why I felt as if everyone was coming back after war ended. I had no idea what I was thinking.

I looked towards the Gryffindor table, seeing faces whose names I couldn't place to the face but I saw Harry, Hermione, and Ron, everyone knew they would be back, or at least Hermione would, and then she would have forced the other two. I tuned back into the speech, the terribly long speech that introduced all the new professors and all the rules and such. I heard my name called and I stood with an awkward smile on my face, waving to the students before quickly sitting back down in my seat at the head table. This was going to be an interesting year.

Dinner was over and the Great Hall was starting to empty out. Draco and Harry were standing, talking quietly and I raised an eyebrow, but I knew better then to ask. I didn't really want to ask the question, because then I'd be afraid I'd actually get a response and be scarred for life. I shuddered at the thought of them being together, which it looked like they were.

Harry and Draco glanced over at me as I cleared my throat, wanting to get their attention. "Hello Harry. How have you been are you still playing Quidditch here?" I asked him with a small smile, trying to make small talk. "Actually, yes. I am the Quidditch captain for the Gryffindor team here. Draco's Slytherin's captain." He said with a smirk. Draco glared at Harry. "What is that supposed to mean?" The blonde asked the brunette boy. "Well I'm just trying to say that it doesn't matter who is the captain for Slytherin because, of course, Gryffindor will win the Quidditch cup. It's okay Honey, no need to deny it." Harry said. My eyes widened, that's exactly what I didn't want to hear, at all. I shook my head, starting to slowly walk away. "Goodbye Harry, make me proud! Make sure Gryffindor kicks all the other house's arses!" I called as Draco started to loudly complain. I waved to the two boys as I quickened my pace. I headed to my room. It was nice to get away from the chaos that was about to start. Now, if he wanted to get away from it all he could just go to his own personal room and get away from all of them. He shook his head and walked out of the Great Hall, hoping the days would get better as they went on.

Seamus POV

"I saw you eying Oliver Wood." Harry announced as he walked into the dorm room shared by obviously Harry, Ron, Neville, Dean, and I. We all looked at him and raised an eyebrow. Dean was with Ginny; again, Ron was with Hermione, and Neville with Luna. Also, Harry wasn't talking about himself which only left…Me. "I was not eying him. What the hell are you going on about? Just because I'm gay it doesn't mean I check out every bloke. Do you?" I asked him with a smirk on my face, knowing that Harry would never, ever , do that since Draco would be furious and Draco was not one to mess with when angry, nor was he one to ever make angry.

Harry let out a snort and rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Obviously not Seamus, but I know when a bloke is checking out another bloke, I see it quite a lot." He said simply. "Oh yeah, and why would I be checking out Mr. Wood? He is one of our professors, even if I was it doesn't matter." I said simply. "You were checking out, just admit it." Harry said casually, looking at the other boys. "What do you guys think?" Harry asked the other three guys who looked shocked; they probably didn't want to be brought into the argument. Harry sat down on his bed and we glared at the boys. "Well?" We both asked at the same time.

Dean was the first to answer. "Well, Seamus is my best friend. I think I know him a lot better then you all think, even though I'm not gay like Harry I do notice things, even with Ginny around a lot." He said as he paused. I frowned, I think I knew where that was heading, and he was going to agree with Harry, wasn't he? Damn him, dammit, he couldn't just agree with Harry! I was his best friend! He said so, that was the first thing out of his mouth! "Mate, you were checking him out. I leaned over to talk to you, comment on everything that McGonagall was droning on and on about. But, you weren't even paying attention to me. So I saw what you were looking at, or, I followed your eye trail. Right when she said Oliver's name you looked up from your overly full plate of food and kind of stared at him, I am surprised he didn't notice. I tried to snap you out of it. I said your name about three times and I didn't get a response any of those times. You were so checking out Oliver Wood." He concluded and I felt my face heat up.

Was I really staring at him? He made it seem like I was intensely staring at him, and I know that I was not. What the bloody hell was going on? A few soft noises in agreement to what Dean said came from Neville and Ron. I looked over at Harry who was grinning in satisfaction. "I'm waiting to hear you admit it, I refuse to go to sleep until you do." He said with a smirk on his face.

I looked at him with a grin on my face, an embarrassed, awkward, grin on my face. "Fine, I guess I was. You of all people can't deny that he is nice to look at." I mumbled in embarrassment as I slid under the covers, pulling the curtains so they were closed around me. "Goodnight all!" I said quickly before closing my eyes. I was tired, it was an exhausting day like always, and it was, after all, the first day back.

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I groaned as the light shined in through the curtains around my bed. I sighed, it was the first day back at school but I always hated having to drag my butt out of bed on that first day of school. I kicked the covers off of me and rolled out of my bed. I rubbed my eyes and looked around the empty dormitory, where was everyone? That was actually a stupid question; they were probably eating all the food downstairs. I shrugged my shoulders and stumbled over to the bathroom that was shared between all the boys.

Right before I was about to enter the bathroom Harry came out with a bright and happy look on his face. I let out a groan and looked at him. "Why the hell are you so up and happy?" I asked in a growl. He looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. "Why are you not? It's a great day!" He said cheerily as he smiled at me. I was not amused and I glared at him. "Right, okay, well…If you aren't going to come down to breakfast with me I am going to go down and meet Draco so we can eat together before comparing our schedules to see when we can walk to class together and when we'll get to see the other." He said as he started walking away.

I don't know what got into me but as he opened the door to leave I glanced over my shoulder before I opened the door to the bathroom. "Harry, wait a minute! Can I ask you something? Please? I know this doesn't matter much…At all. But, I- I think I want to know how to play Quidditch." I said quickly and quietly, hoping that he couldn't hear me. "Why may I ask?" Harry asked an evil grin on his face. "This, wouldn't have to deal with oh, let's say, the new Quidditch coach would it?" He asked me and I opened my mouth, hoping I looked offended.

"What? No! I just…Want to know how to play, finally! Okay? Can I not just want to know how to play? I mean, maybe it's something I want to learn before I leave Hogwarts, can that not be what I'm talking about?" I asked defensively as I turned away, my face a bit red. "Yeah, right, of course that's not the reason. Uh, sure. We'll start practicing today." He called with a smirk on his face as he left the dormitory and I walked into the bathroom, already regretting what I had asked the boy wonder.