Oliver did NOT look happy at all. His eyes caught mine and a small smile caught his lips for a milisecond then he went back to glaring at the rest of the team. I stood up, hoping he wouldnt notice I was still breathing very hard.
"What the HELL took you five so long to get down here?" Oliver's Scottish accent was bursting with anger. Four hands of four different people pointed at me. I realized that if he yelled at everyone else and not at me, it would seem like we're a couple or something, but if he did, I'm no good at getting yelled at, I may just start crying. Crap it's a lose-lose situation.
"Well excuse me for wanting to get dressed before practice. And I wasn't the one talking for like ten minutes after I came out of the dorm!" I pointed at Alicia. Harry walks over, shaking his head, looking as though he had already had a full day of practice.
"Come on you five, I've been here for like an hour and you don't see me complaining!" I just started laughing at this. I couldn't help it! Everyone stared at me but still I laughed. After a couple minutes I caught Harry's eye and he looked a little hurt so I regained control.
"Sorry Harry, but I mean, you're the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One. You never complain about anything!" I tried to explain myself but nobody seemed to want to listen. Harry nodded when I was done making myself look like a loser. Oliver just stood there shaking his head.
"Come on we need practice. Even though we have a month or so until our first game." He turned on his heel and started walking towards the broom shed. "Grab your brooms everyone, practice is starting late. And I want some serious practicing going on here." The rest of us looked at each other then followed quickly. Nobody wanted to be on his bad side today.
Oliver started practice with laps. Laps and laps and laps and laps. I lost count at about a hundred. Fred and George then had to deal with five Bludgers trying to keep all three of us Chasers safe. Oliver was yelling himself hoarse whenever a Bludger almost got one of us. Meanwhile, the three of us were doing passes, as fast as we could or Mr. Quiddich Nazi would make us do more laps. I looked around after I threw the Quaffle to Angelina to see if I could find Harry. He was gone. I think he ran away...No wait, there he is, chasing a Snitch with a Bludger right behind him.
"OI! George get your ass over here and save me from this damn Bludger!" Harry yelled as he gained on the Snitch. George flew over as fast as he could and hit the Bludger so hard, it went through a window of the Castle. Oliver whipped around at the sound of glass breaking. I think everyone was thinking the same thing; "Oh, shit."
Oliver bellowed at George to go save the castle and everyone in it from the Bludger. Fred captured all five still attacking us Chasers and put them away. A couple minutes later, he went to go help George save the castle. Oliver called to the rest of us telling us practice was over. Alicia practically fell off her broom in exhaustion. Angelina and I helped her to the ground then to the locker room. I poked my head out and called to Oliver to wait for me.
After I had showered and was ready to go back to the Castle for something to eat, I walked out of the locker room putting my long blonde hair in a ponytail. Oliver was nowhere to be seen. I looked around then called his name twice. Lovely, I hope he's not too mad at me. I just decided to drop it for now and go into the Great Hall for dinner with Alicia and Angelina.