Title: Ordinary Summer, Ordinary Days
Author: Kayla (penname: DarkAngelGirl)
Summary: This is a middle story... it goes in my Oliver/Hermione series in between "One in a Million" and the unfinished and not yet posted "Heaven's choices." It's in Hermione's POV but next chapter is Oliver's.
A/N: You really need to read "One in a Million" to understand this fic. Look up my profile and read it!
Disclaimer: I am not making a profit off of the Harry Potter characters. They belong to J.K Rowling and all associated with her writing. The lyrics are credited to Vanessa Carlton's "Ordinary Day"

This is the longest summer I've ever seen. The muggle world is so dull compared to my 3rd year at Hogwarts. I think this was the best year of my life, Oliver certainly made sure of that. Maybe getting captured by an insane Dark Wizard wasn't exactly fun but it was a night to remember. I've never met anyone quite like Oliver Wood.

What a guy really... I can't believe I started out with that idiotic crush. It seems so childish after all we went through. Maybe he's the reason I can't enjoy this Summer. I mean, I love him a lot. I haven't heard from him more than one time since we last spoke... I think he might be embarrassed. He never would say a word to me but I have this terrible feeling that last year it bothered him. There was so many rumors about us... especially after we defeated Charles Reynolds. I can't even imagine being seventeen and hearing people talk about you 'using' a thirteen year old girl.

Then there was the kiss. That was a month ago but I still feel it... that was the real thing, now I wish he'd call. I gave him my number and all I've gotten so far was:

Hermione,
I hope you are having a good Summer. Mine is all right but I miss you. I'm going to the Puddlemere United today to try out for their reserve team. I'm so scared really.... I haven't slept at all, if that hurts my performance I'll hate myself forever. Wish you were here, you'd say the right thing. See you,
Oliver

When would I see him? I'd go back to Hogwarts and he'd go on with his life. It scares me so badly. When I remember Hogwarts last year, I was happy.

// Just a day, just an ordinary day. Just trying to get by. Just a boy, just an ordinary boy... but he was looking to the sky. As he asked if I would come along, I started to realize. That every day he finds just what he's looking for... like a shooting star he shines. //

He was a bold person, like when he beat that Slytherin, Marcus Flint for me. He saved me so many times that year, and then he spent a special day for 7th years, with me in the Gryffindor Common Room...

"Hermione," my mother complained for the millionth time "You need to get out more... all you friends from town want to see you and you just stay cooped up inside."

"Mum..." I let myself whine a bit, "I'm a witch.... my friends are wizards. I can't connect with muggles well and you know it."

"You never used to mind," my father added from the other room "You have a lot of good friends here in town."

"Things change." I replied softly "This year has changed everything."

"Does this have to do with the events you're Professor wrote us about?"

"Yes," I was honest but then I lied a little, "I am a good witch... what my friend and I did... that made me more of a magic person and I'm tired of muggle life."

My mum was a little irritated so I rushed up to my room. I didn't know what to do or say. I absentmindedly picked up my third year spell book and threw it across the room. I was thinking of last week when my mum made me go with my old friend Jennifer to a movie theatre. Jennifer had wanted me to meet her boyfriend who worked there. He was rude, obnoxious and so immature... he reminded me of Draco Malfoy. I'm so glad Oliver was never like that.

"Hermione, dear?" my mum called again from downstairs.

"Yes?" I asked even though I knew she was going to try to cheer me up, or force me to go to one of those boring muggle parties.

"There's a boy from your school on the phone."

I think my heart stopped at that moment. Ron didn't use a telephone, Harry wasn't aloud... there was only one option. I ran so fast.

I picked up the reciver and whispered a barely understandable "Hello?"


His voice came through loud and clear "Hello Hermione."

I bet I sounded pretty strange as I yelled "Oh hi, Oliver! It's so good to hear from you, where have you been? I wrote you."

"I know..." he replied "I'm so sorry, I've just been pretty busy lately."

"Well at least you finally called," I say back. Who can stay mad at him?

"Wasn't easy." he replied with the charm he always used " Getting a hold of one of these...tele things... luckilly I asked Fred Weasley, his dad collects this stuff and let me borrow one."

"Good," I replied then I remembered " Oliver! How'd the tryouts go?"

"I thought you'd never ask," he laughed "I made it... the manager said he was impressed and I'm first pick if they ever need a keeper!"

I was so excited for him, his dreams were beginning to come true. They also made me feel a bit disconnected from him the "grown up." "That's great!" I say "I'm very happy for you... I am so relieved. I worried about it."

"Worried?" his voice sounds questioning.

"Yes." I admit "You should get everything you've worked so hard for."

At this he laughed "How's your Summer?"

Should I tell hin the truth? That it was terrible... "All right," I whisper "but so boring, dull, nothing happening..."

"Well," he says "Hermione, can you stay with me the last two weeks of Summer? I could go shopping for your school things with you and then you could stay with me for a while... I live next door to my parents if you... do you want to?"

Oh my... right then I wanted to scream "Oh yes," I said trying to contain myself "I've been bugging my mum all Summer, she'll be glad to...yes, this is great..."

"I was hoping for that good of a reaction," he said softly.

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My mum said yes. I can go, she said that if it was what I needed to help. Ah, but I have to wait another two weeks! Arghhh....

I can't wait for the day to come, I am almost to the point of wondering, Are we still going to have a relationship? Not that we ever really had an official relationship but close enough for me.

The weeks waiting were a bit tedious. I did go to a few parties with Jennifer and her Draco-ish boyfriend. I enjoyed myself more knowing that I'd be with Oliver in days.

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Finally the day came. It was set that I'd meet Oliver at Diagon Alley, it was easiest for him and me. I needed to get my spell books and supplies for my 4th year anyway and he didn't need to come into the Muggle world and have more trouble than nessicary. I did not want to be trouble for him after all he did for me.

I stood in front of Flourish and Blott's bookshop waiting anxiously. I think my heart was ready to pound out of my chest. Thenn I saw him and it was like we had never left each other last year. I ran up to him and the minute he saw me he smiled.

I hugged him. He had no idea how much I'd missed him. "You look different." he said sweetly, still hugging me.

"I do?" his comment was rather strange.

"I guess I haven't seen you for too long..." he whispered "yet still, you look so much older."

"Hmm..." I replied trying to guess at the nature of the remark. Oliver had always had quite the sense of humor. "I guess so... wow, it's great to see you."

"You too," he had a wide smile on his face "Come on, let's go get your things...."

We turned and walked into Flourish and Blott's. "Look at that," an employee stacking books on a shelf said "Taking your sister to get her Hogwarts things?"

Oliver was ready to let the comment slide uncorrected but I wasn't. "He isn't my brother..." I yelled annoying "He happens to be a friend of mine."

Oliver just stared at me for a moment. "Sorry," I mutter "Just makes me a little angry...."
I think he understood better than that but there was no reason for me to overreact anymore than I all ready did. I bought all of my things turning bright red the whole time.

"I remember the 4th year spell book," he muttered "It's an interesting one... lots of advanced stuff, but of course you'll manage better than I did."

I laughed at his comment. No way was I going to ruin this time I got... I was planning on living like there was no tomorrow.

After everything was finished he asked "Do you mind walking a bit? The housing part of the village is just up the street and this is a little out of our way but I want to show you this place."

"Sure," I replied happily. Oliver likes his surroundings and he pays attention to them.... it seems like everything is beautiful to him. Like the time he taught me to fly a broomstick again and showed me every little detail of the sky. This place must be beautiful wherever it is.

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"Like it?" he asks. We are standing over a meadow kind of area, just loads of flat grasses and flowers. I knew it'd be beautiful. His eyes sort of are going out of focus as he stares at the long stretch.

"Wow," I reply looking at it. It reminds me of my mom's garded at home.

"Yeah," he is smiling "I used to come out here and fly. It's well hidden from the muggles...I never really looked at it so carefuly until this summer."

"This last year brought so many changes..." I add hopefuly not rushing in to the tender subject. I hold my breath waiting for him to speak.

"Yes," he replies then also is blushing "Can I ask something personal?"

"Of course," I brace myself.

"Do you really love me, like I love you? I've been dying to ask you but I didn't know how.... I still know this is crazy."

Wow, wasn't excpecting that. Could he be any more idiotic? "You know I do Oliver, how many times can we doubt it. Unless, you don't think it's acceptable." That possiblitity scares me a lot.

"No," he says "I just feel so disconnected from you it's scary."

"Then don't doubt it." I whisper "and I won't doubt you...."

He looked at me for a few seconds that seemed to last forever. I acted boldly, a lot more than I'd ever been in my life. More than anything right now, I wanted to hug him tightly just like at the station that day. "I love you, you know?" he smiled slightly.

"I love you." I barely made out. I looked at him and I knew it'd be ok. Maybe we'd have to wait a few more years, but it'd soon be all right.

"Want to go now?" he asked.

"Yes," I said getting one last look at the meadows. "I really want to spend this time with you."

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A/N: One more chapter to this fic which goes between "One in A Million" and "Heaven's Choices."