Here's chapters 2! I hope it's good. Nothing has really happened so far but I think I have an idea for the next chapter. Enjoy :) I also really want to thanks Dorienn again. First to review, I almost jumped with joy.

They stared at each other for what seem like hours. Finally, Oliver broke the silence. Offering her his hand, he said, "Hey Hermione," he pulled her up, "I was just looking for you."

"O-oh r-really?" Hermione stuttered. Looking down at her hands, finding them much more interesting at the moment.

"Yeah. . ." said Oliver, a blush forming on his cheeks. He looked away.

Oliver was about to go to the library, he had find out that Hermione was once again studying. In spite of all his nervousness, he got enough courage to ask Hermione a question that had got him to fail his Ancient Runes test. It has been pondering around in his mind for days.

~~OoO~~

It's been almost 2 weeks since the library incident. Since that day, Hermione and Oliver been talking and taking walks together having conversations that they never seem to be bored of.

They both are quite similar; they have a passion for something. Something they won't mind doing for the rest of their lives. I guess that's what got them so close in the first place. Hermione and Oliver would talk endlessly about Quidditch, school, or anything at all, if it wasn't for curfew they happily would talk till morning. Of course Oliver suggested forgetting about curfew but Hermione, always the rule-abiding Gryffindor, refused.

they both stood there, the Fat Lady portrait just a few feet away. Neither of them talking just staring, the only noise that could be heard is the constant chattering in the Gryffindor common room.

for the past few days, they been avoiding one another. Not because they're mad or anything, just that every time eye contact is made they hurriedly looks away, blushing like crazy, and quickly walks to class with nothing but each other in their mind.

~~OoO~~

'he has been looking for?' Hermione thought 'is going to tell me to stop looking at him? Does he find it creepy? How did he know I was staring? Oh noo.' Hermione groaned to herself.

She looked up briefly to see if he had a look of disgust on his face. Instead of finding that look she saw his cheeks slightly red. Worried, Hermione was about to ask if he was okay only to be interrupted by him.

"sooo. . . How are you?" Oliver said, cursing silently under his breath.

"Good. How about you?" Hermione said, looking at the ground this time.

'"how are you?" that all I have to say? Finally getting the courage to ask her to go to Hogsmeade with me and that's all I can say?' Oliver yelled at himself. ' Where is that Gryffindor courage we're suppose to have?'

"great. . . Hermione," Oliver paused, trying to choose his words wisely, "would you want to . . . go to Hogsmeade with me on Saturday?" said Oliver, finally looking at her.

Hermione looked up, relieved that he doesn't find her disgusting and also embarrassed by his sudden proposition. Too nervous to say anything, silence seems to have taken a liking to them today.

Now, Oliver was nervous too. 'Oh great, she must think I'm a total creeper. Bloody hell' Oliver was about to tell her to forget about he said when Hermione finally spoke up.

"I would love to Oliver. See you on Saturday in front of the gates?" Hermione said, with a smile on her face. She walked towards the Gryffindor common room, leaving the stunned Oliver who was just standing there. When he heard her say "mimbulus mimbletonia" and the sound of a closing door, he jumped in joy like he had just won the Quidditch cup.

"She said yes! Can't believe she agreed!" Oliver said, not bothering to keep quiet. After a few more minutes of 'celebrating' he told the Fat Lady the password and walked in tot the common room, with a happy expression on his face. He made eye contact with Hermione; she smiled at him at continued talking to Ginny.

He walked over to Fred and George Weasley with the same goofy grin he had. The twins, suspicious of why he was so happy after witnessing the strange affair Oliver and Hermione had, started pestering with questions.

"Why are you so happy mate?" said George.

"Nothing much, just looking forward to Hogsmeade. I heard they made a new candy and Honeydukes." Oliver said happily.

"I thought you said you never fond of Honeydukes?" said Fred.

"There's a first time for everything. Right guys?" said Oliver, looking back at Hermione briefly then turning back to the twins. Oliver had missed the artful grin the twins gave each other.

"You're right" the twins said in unison. After a moment of silence, the twins spoke again.

"Well, we're" said Fred.

"off to bed now" continued George.

"Goodnight" they said in unison.

"Goodnight!" said Oliver, not noticing the mischievous gleam in their eyes.

~~OoO~~ (Saturday morning)

Surprisingly, Friday went by quickly, even Potions with Slytherins weren't that bad. Nothing could get rid of the smile plastered on Hermione's face, Oliver was the same too. A bludger almost knocked him off his broom, and he still got a goofy grin plastered on his face. See, I told you they are quite similar.

Anyways, Saturday finally came and they were to be ready in front of the gates in 15 mintues.

"Oh Ginny, what should I wear?" Hermione said, while frantically looking for clothes, "and look at my hair? It's ghastly!"

"Hermione, relax! I'm sure Oliver won't mind! Here, let my fix your hair." said Ginny. The only person that knows Hermione likes Oliver is Ginny; even if Harry and Ron were talking to her again she wouldn't tell them a thing.

Seeing that it is still winter and Christmas Break had ended only a few weeks ago, Hermione put on her muggle jeans and a warm coat over her shirt. Ginny added a scarf and knit hat for her after fixing her hair. Hermione had no time to be amazed at how Ginny actually tamed her hair because she has 5 minutes to get to the gate.

"See you later Ginny! I'll get you something from Honeydukes or Zonko's okay?" said Hermione, running down the stairs. Since only 3rd years and up can go to Hogsmeade, Ginny had to stay at Hogwarts. But she didn't mind, that meant the whole common room to herself, well almost.

Hermione ran down the hall, arriving in front of the gates with a minute to spare. Looking around, she spotted Oliver standing next to the fountain talking to a group of 7th year she didn't know. Walking towards him, he noticed Hermione looking as pretty as always. Saying his Goodbye's and See you later's, he walked to Hermione

"Why Miss. Granger, you look positively beautiful today" Oliver said in a playful voice.

Blushing, Hermione replied, "Thank you Mr. Wood, you don't half bad yourself. " Seeing that his scarf is Gryffindor colors, she laughed.

"May I ask what is so funny that I have missed?" said Oliver, slightly confused.

Hermione laughed again, "It's just that, you would wear that." Hermione pointed at his scarf. "But it is quite 'dashing'" she said.

Oliver laughed too, "Of course! I have a lot of pride in my house you know. My mum made it for me; it was a present back in my 5th year."

Professor McGonagall interrupted before Hermione could reply. "Students, please be careful while you're at Hogsmeade. Make sure you come back by nightfall. Have a nice trip." McGonagall finished and started to walk back to her office.

"Shall we go then?" Oliver said, offering her his hand. Hermione took it, a blush starting to creep back on her face again. "Okay then"

Everyone who saw the pair were shocked, the famous Quidditch captain Oliver Wood taking the famous 'brightest-witch-of-her-age' bookworm on what seem like date! That's unheard of! Surely, somewhere in the world right now are seeing flying pigs.

It's not a very good way to end a chapter, but I didn't have a big idea for what will happen. I know what will happen in the end of their trip. Just slightly. Hope you enjoyed it. Also, please review. I wish to know what you think of my slight not horrible writing. :)