Oliver Wood was minding his own business, practising his favourite thing in the entire world. Quidditch.
"Hey! Oliver!"
Make that second favourite thing.
Katie Bell came flying up towards him, intent on joining him. Katie Bell had been his crush since his 5th year, and her 2nd. Not that she knew that of course, he kept his emotions well hidden. They practised for a while, Katie throwing Quaffles at him and Oliver saving ( most ) of them.
By the time they decided to call it a day, they only had an hour before curfew. It was getting dark and Oliver had no time to avoid the Bludger racing towards him ( they had been an extra challenge during practice ) and he did the most logical thing his panicking mind could think of. He slid of his broom.
After free falling for about 10 seconds his tired mind still didn't register the fact that his broom wasn't going to save him and he crashed onto the grassy surface of the pitch.
To say Katie Bell was worried was putting it lightly. She had brought Oliver up to the hospital wing after he crash landed. Now it was 4am and it looked like she wasn't getting any sleep tonight.
"Katie?" Whispered a groggy Oliver.
"Hi." Katie answered shyly.
"What are you doing here!?" Oliver tried to sit up but failed miserably.
"Making sure that you would have a friendly face next to you when you woke up."
Oliver huffed and allowed himself to sink into the pillows looking slightly annoyed yet grateful. Katie yawned and leaned against him. 10 minutes later her breathing had evened out and she fell asleep. Oliver looked down at her lovingly, resolving to ask her to Hogsmeade the next day. Then he too fell asleep.
"Katie?"
"Yes?"
"Wanna go to Hogsmeade with me?"
"You don't know how long I have waited for you to ask me that."
A/N Just a one-shot showing how I like to think they got together.
