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any other character that's not mentioned in the HP books.
A/N: I'd really appreciate it if you left your email addresses when you reviewed because I like to personally think my reviewers. P.S. make your reviews nice and long, I like reading them!
Soon to be seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Oliver Wood made his way across his lawn and to his neighbors'. He rapped on the door and was greeted by a short witch. "Hello Mrs. West, is Haylie there?" He said, a bright grin on his face.
"Oliver, I've known you ever since you were born, do you think you could stop calling me Mrs. West and making me feel old?" Mrs. West replied with a smile. She let Oliver in, and as always he found himself, acting like it was home, and in a way it was.
Oliver Wood and Haylie West were neighbors ever since childhood. They spent their childhood days running around their backyards, playing with Fillibuster Fireworks and any other toy that was sold at Zonko's joke shop, or any other store similar to it. At eleven, they both were accepted into the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and placed in the same house, Gryffindor. She was the only person to stand behind Oliver whenever he did anything stupid or well, anything.
"Hey Oliver." Haylie grinned, her chocolate hair was disheveled, and the look in her brown eyes told Oliver she had just awaken. "Why are you here so early?"
"It's 1:30." Oliver told her.
"Oh." She said absentmindedly as she walked into the kitchen. Despite just waking up, she had changed out of her pajamas and into some summer Muggle clothes.
"Haylie are you two going to Diagon Alley today?" Her mother asked. Her mother was a short Filipino (A/N: That's in Southeast Asia if you were wondering) witch who married Haylie's father, a British ministry wizard. She was brewing some tea.
"Yes." Haylie replied. "Mum, d'you think I should cut my hair?"
"I don't know, what do you think Oliver?" Her mother asked.
"It's better long. Maybe just a trim?" Oliver asked. Haylie nodded approvingly as she drank her tea.
"I heard Perce was made Head Boy." Haylie said with a slight grin.
"Yeah, I sent him an owl with some cakes." Oliver said.
"I sent him a wall mount display case so that he can put it up there with his prefect badge as well." Haylie said, sniggering quietly.
"Haylie." Her mother said in a, well, motherly tone.
"Sorry mum." Haylie said, grinning broadly at her mum. "Well mum, thanks for the tea. I'll see you later."
"You have enough gold with you?" Her mother asked as they made their way to the fire place.
"Yes." Haylie said showing her money bag to her as she placed her wizarding robes over her muggle clothes. Oliver was carrying his in his arms while waiting. She took a bit of the floo powder and tossed it into the flame and yelled "Diagon Alley!"
Oliver seemed to have landed on something soft. "Oliver, you're crushing my spleen." Haylie groaned her tidy brown hair spilling all about her face.
"So it was YOU that I landed on." Oliver grinned as he rolled off of her and got up. "Did I hurt you? Did I break anything?"
"No." Haylie said simply. "I just said you were crushing my spleen so you'd get off of me." She said now dusting her robes.
"You got soot in your hair." Oliver said, dusting her hair off.
"Thanks Oliver. Like I didn't notice I was covered in soot." She snapped.
Oliver rolled his eyes. "Oh, look at that." He said rushing to Quality Quidditch Supplies. "Whoa." He had his eyes on the broomstick that was on display. "Imagine how fast I could--- wow."
"Oliver, dream on." Haylie said pulling him away. "We need to get our books."
"Damn." He said. "Did you see that broom?"
"Yes Oliver." Haylie responded.
"Are you even listening?" He asked with a slight grin.
"Who knows?" She said, looking at him with a smile. "Come on." She said, pulling him into Flourish's and Blotts.
"Whoa, look at that, biting books." Oliver said, pointing to a cage. "I'm guessing that's for Care of Magical Creatures."
"I'm glad I take Arithmancy and Ancient Runes." Haylie said picking up all the books she needed for school in one movement.
"Why do you shop so fast?" He asked her, taking his set of books.
"Because there's Madam Malkin's Robe shop to go to." Haylie replied as she handed the gold to the wizard behind the counter. "I'll just wait for you here." She said carrying her two large paper bags and bumping into someone.
"Oh, sorry Haylie." It was Gaia Nord, a seventh year Hufflepuff. Haylie didn't know her too well.
"It's alright Gaia." Haylie replied. "Oliver, I'll see you at Fortescue's."
"Yeah." He said as he paid for his books. Haylie had gone.
"Hey Oliver." Gaia smiled.
"Hey you." Oliver said, grinning. He put his books down and gave Gaia a small kiss on the lips.
"It'll be a good year that we've been dating in October you know." Gaia said.
"I know." Oliver replied. 'A year? Oh shit. I have to buy her something.'
"Are you going to get me something special?" Gaia asked, escorting him out of the book shop.
"Yeah, sure." He said, racking his brains for something he could buy her. The only thing that popped into his head, however, was Quidditch. 'Damn you brain!' He cursed. He walked to Florean Fortescue's open café and the couple sat at Haylie's table.
"Hello again." Haylie said to Gaia. Haylie was just completely immersed in a muggle magazine before they arrived.
"Hi Haylie." Gaia said, flashing her bright white teeth at Haylie.
'Her blonde hair, blue eyes and those teeth seem to be a bit bright' Her brain thought
'Somebody's jealous' Her heart replied.
'Shut up!' her brain replied.
"Stupid me, I forgot to introduce you two to each other." Oliver said. "Haylie, this is my girlfriend Gaia and Gaia, my best friend Haylie. We've been going out for 10 months." Haylie choked on her rocky road ice cream and a disturbing, unattractive noise was coming from her throat.
"Sorry." Haylie said, trying to swallow. She wiped her mouth with a napkin as her brown eyes went from Gaia to Oliver, back and forth, as though trying to put them together, coughing occasionally.
"Are you alright?" Oliver asked, looking extremely concerned.
"Peachy." She croaked. "Can I talk to you Oliver Michael Wood?"
'Oh shit, there she goes calling me by my whole name.' Oliver thought. He followed Haylie who walked a good fifty feet away from the café. "Er, yes?"
"So, when exactly WERE you going to tell me you were with her? When you got married?" Haylie asked, trying desperately to keep her temper.
"Um." Oliver started, searching for an answer.
"Look, I'm happy for you and all, but Oliver! When you're dating someone, that's not exactly something you forget to tell your best friend." Haylie said. "Now, I forgive you for that lapse in memory, so don't worry about getting cursed at Hogwarts." She said. Oliver sighed in relief. "Just worry about getting poisoned."
A/N: I'd really appreciate it if you left your email addresses when you reviewed because I like to personally think my reviewers. P.S. make your reviews nice and long, I like reading them!
Soon to be seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Oliver Wood made his way across his lawn and to his neighbors'. He rapped on the door and was greeted by a short witch. "Hello Mrs. West, is Haylie there?" He said, a bright grin on his face.
"Oliver, I've known you ever since you were born, do you think you could stop calling me Mrs. West and making me feel old?" Mrs. West replied with a smile. She let Oliver in, and as always he found himself, acting like it was home, and in a way it was.
Oliver Wood and Haylie West were neighbors ever since childhood. They spent their childhood days running around their backyards, playing with Fillibuster Fireworks and any other toy that was sold at Zonko's joke shop, or any other store similar to it. At eleven, they both were accepted into the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and placed in the same house, Gryffindor. She was the only person to stand behind Oliver whenever he did anything stupid or well, anything.
"Hey Oliver." Haylie grinned, her chocolate hair was disheveled, and the look in her brown eyes told Oliver she had just awaken. "Why are you here so early?"
"It's 1:30." Oliver told her.
"Oh." She said absentmindedly as she walked into the kitchen. Despite just waking up, she had changed out of her pajamas and into some summer Muggle clothes.
"Haylie are you two going to Diagon Alley today?" Her mother asked. Her mother was a short Filipino (A/N: That's in Southeast Asia if you were wondering) witch who married Haylie's father, a British ministry wizard. She was brewing some tea.
"Yes." Haylie replied. "Mum, d'you think I should cut my hair?"
"I don't know, what do you think Oliver?" Her mother asked.
"It's better long. Maybe just a trim?" Oliver asked. Haylie nodded approvingly as she drank her tea.
"I heard Perce was made Head Boy." Haylie said with a slight grin.
"Yeah, I sent him an owl with some cakes." Oliver said.
"I sent him a wall mount display case so that he can put it up there with his prefect badge as well." Haylie said, sniggering quietly.
"Haylie." Her mother said in a, well, motherly tone.
"Sorry mum." Haylie said, grinning broadly at her mum. "Well mum, thanks for the tea. I'll see you later."
"You have enough gold with you?" Her mother asked as they made their way to the fire place.
"Yes." Haylie said showing her money bag to her as she placed her wizarding robes over her muggle clothes. Oliver was carrying his in his arms while waiting. She took a bit of the floo powder and tossed it into the flame and yelled "Diagon Alley!"
Oliver seemed to have landed on something soft. "Oliver, you're crushing my spleen." Haylie groaned her tidy brown hair spilling all about her face.
"So it was YOU that I landed on." Oliver grinned as he rolled off of her and got up. "Did I hurt you? Did I break anything?"
"No." Haylie said simply. "I just said you were crushing my spleen so you'd get off of me." She said now dusting her robes.
"You got soot in your hair." Oliver said, dusting her hair off.
"Thanks Oliver. Like I didn't notice I was covered in soot." She snapped.
Oliver rolled his eyes. "Oh, look at that." He said rushing to Quality Quidditch Supplies. "Whoa." He had his eyes on the broomstick that was on display. "Imagine how fast I could--- wow."
"Oliver, dream on." Haylie said pulling him away. "We need to get our books."
"Damn." He said. "Did you see that broom?"
"Yes Oliver." Haylie responded.
"Are you even listening?" He asked with a slight grin.
"Who knows?" She said, looking at him with a smile. "Come on." She said, pulling him into Flourish's and Blotts.
"Whoa, look at that, biting books." Oliver said, pointing to a cage. "I'm guessing that's for Care of Magical Creatures."
"I'm glad I take Arithmancy and Ancient Runes." Haylie said picking up all the books she needed for school in one movement.
"Why do you shop so fast?" He asked her, taking his set of books.
"Because there's Madam Malkin's Robe shop to go to." Haylie replied as she handed the gold to the wizard behind the counter. "I'll just wait for you here." She said carrying her two large paper bags and bumping into someone.
"Oh, sorry Haylie." It was Gaia Nord, a seventh year Hufflepuff. Haylie didn't know her too well.
"It's alright Gaia." Haylie replied. "Oliver, I'll see you at Fortescue's."
"Yeah." He said as he paid for his books. Haylie had gone.
"Hey Oliver." Gaia smiled.
"Hey you." Oliver said, grinning. He put his books down and gave Gaia a small kiss on the lips.
"It'll be a good year that we've been dating in October you know." Gaia said.
"I know." Oliver replied. 'A year? Oh shit. I have to buy her something.'
"Are you going to get me something special?" Gaia asked, escorting him out of the book shop.
"Yeah, sure." He said, racking his brains for something he could buy her. The only thing that popped into his head, however, was Quidditch. 'Damn you brain!' He cursed. He walked to Florean Fortescue's open café and the couple sat at Haylie's table.
"Hello again." Haylie said to Gaia. Haylie was just completely immersed in a muggle magazine before they arrived.
"Hi Haylie." Gaia said, flashing her bright white teeth at Haylie.
'Her blonde hair, blue eyes and those teeth seem to be a bit bright' Her brain thought
'Somebody's jealous' Her heart replied.
'Shut up!' her brain replied.
"Stupid me, I forgot to introduce you two to each other." Oliver said. "Haylie, this is my girlfriend Gaia and Gaia, my best friend Haylie. We've been going out for 10 months." Haylie choked on her rocky road ice cream and a disturbing, unattractive noise was coming from her throat.
"Sorry." Haylie said, trying to swallow. She wiped her mouth with a napkin as her brown eyes went from Gaia to Oliver, back and forth, as though trying to put them together, coughing occasionally.
"Are you alright?" Oliver asked, looking extremely concerned.
"Peachy." She croaked. "Can I talk to you Oliver Michael Wood?"
'Oh shit, there she goes calling me by my whole name.' Oliver thought. He followed Haylie who walked a good fifty feet away from the café. "Er, yes?"
"So, when exactly WERE you going to tell me you were with her? When you got married?" Haylie asked, trying desperately to keep her temper.
"Um." Oliver started, searching for an answer.
"Look, I'm happy for you and all, but Oliver! When you're dating someone, that's not exactly something you forget to tell your best friend." Haylie said. "Now, I forgive you for that lapse in memory, so don't worry about getting cursed at Hogwarts." She said. Oliver sighed in relief. "Just worry about getting poisoned."