So I decided to finally come back to this story. Hopefully I can get it finished and come back to my other story on here.

Remember this story is rated M for a reason. Also I do not own any part of the Harry Potter universe.


Chapter 3- Detention

Penelope was sitting in her dorm sorting her books for the studying tonight. "So Wood chased her down in the corridor?" She asked Melody who was lounging on her bed.

"Yep" she grinned.

Penelope shook her head at the thought of those two. Did Wood even realize how badly he pursued her sometimes? But it's not like Sophie realized how much she broke her barriers down around Wood.

"So how is our plan for this year coming along?" Penelope questioned.

"Well I did talk to Wood after Sophie left." She waggled her eyebrows at her friend.

"Sophie left the two of you?"

"Well you know those two. She made a sarcastic comment and he got revved up."

Penelope turned from her books towards her friend giving her a look to explain more. She recounted the whole event, including her and Wood's conversation.

"Davis was there?" Penelope practically squealed laying on her stomach eyeballing her friend.

"Yep, and he looked like he was trying really hard to hit on Sophie." Melody smirked.

"Wow I would have never thought Davis would be after her. I mean don't get me wrong I'm not calling Sudsy ugly or anything but Davis never works hard to get girls." She sighed laughing at the use of their friend's childhood nickname.

"Even better than that, was Wood's reaction." Melody chimed in. Jumping up and down in her perch on her bed.

They sighed and lapsed into thought. It was good they had quieted down in time to hear the stomping up the stairs.

They both turned towards the door to see it slam open to reveal a very angry Sophie Waters.

"Oliver Wood is a complete ass!" She stormed in and fell on to the bed.

Sophie's face was still buried in the pillow, trying to shake the thoughts of Wood, when she felt her bed sag.

"Awe honey what's wrong?" Melody cooed.

Face still buried in the pillow, Sophie regaled the story of what happened in the classroom.

Melody listened to the story and just about went into shock. It was a good thing Sophie was still buried face first in her pillow so she missed the raised eyebrows that Penelope and her were sharing. By the time Sophie flipped over, Melody and Penelope had composed their features to not betray what they were thinking.

However try as she might Melody couldn't resist breaking out into a grin, "So how was it?"

Sophie bolted up looking aghast at her friend. "Lala," she screamed using Melody's nickname, "it was Oliver Wood!"

"Exactly! I mean you've heard the rumors." She winked.

"You know I'm curious," Penelope began, "why did you bite him?"

Melody watched her friend fidget before shrugging her shoulders, "I didn't know what else to do. What's more confusing is why that made him kiss me."

"Oh that's easy," Melody said with a knowing smile. "Some boys have special kinks that get them really turned on, you must have found his." She explained slowly.

Sophie grabbed her pillow and whacked her friend. "I'm not two you know." She said defending her not so innocence. Normally it would have been a biting remark, but since Melody was her friend, there was smile breaking out on her face and her tone less harsh.

Sophie shook her head, "So what are you guys doing tonight?" First the group turned towards Penelope.

"Well I have rounds with Percy." She slightly blushed.

The girls cooed. "So how's that going?" Melody questioned.

"It's good. I mean I'm glad he's so respectful but sometimes I wish..." she paused. "I dunno I wish he'd slam me up against a wall and kiss me." She said breaking out into a smile slightly mocking Sophie.

"Yeah I understand." Melody replied, "Sometimes you just need a good rough snog." she chuckled. The group turned to her with raised eyebrows waiting for her answer to her plans.

"Well with any luck hopefully I'll be doing that hot Hufflepuff from Potions." She smiled.

Penelope looked scandalized with Sophie laughed. "Melody Adams!" Penelope gasped.

"Oh calm down we probably won't be shagging, but definitely snogging." Melody answered.

The collective group then turned toward Sophie. "Well I think I'll head to the library and finish out some homework."

"Wait a second," Penelope scrunched up her face, "you don't have that much homework. What are you going to do the whole night?"

"Oh I bet I know, perhaps a Quidditch Captian"

"Lala!" Sophie groaned.

Melody shook her head at her friend. She watched Sophie grab her stuff and head out towards the library.

She turned towards Penelope who looked particularly like a Cheshire cat. "Looks like your talk with Wood worked."

"I know! Can you believe it!" Melody squealed.

Both girls grabbed each other and did a quick happy dance before parting ways for their evening activities.


It was Thursday and despite enjoying a great meal, Oliver glanced down at his watch. Twenty minutes till seven. He stood up from the Gryffindor table, bid his friends farewell, and stalked off towards detention with McGonagall. He dragged his feet towards her office not really wanting to spend the night doing whatever McGonagal had in mind. 'Although,' he mused, 'at least Waters in going to be there.' A small smile appeared on his face. He hadn't really seen her since Monday... In the old classroom. His mind wandered back towards that night.

He reached the office and glanced back down at his watch and sighed. 'Right on time,' he groaned. He actually rather hoped he could have been a few minutes late trying to prolong his freedom. He opened the door.

And Sophie looked up from her seat. Oliver took her in. She was sitting in a high backed chair in the office. Still in her school uniform. She had her ankles crossed and her hands folded lightly on her lap. Her hair was in her soft ringlet curls. She turned her head back to McGonagall's desk, and Oliver couldn't help but laugh.

"Waters, early to detention too? You really are a goody two shoes." He laughed sitting down in the squishy chair next to her.

Sophie opened her mouth to retort, but before she could, McGonagall walked in. "Wood, Waters, Follow me." The odd pair stood and followed the Professor towards a classroom.

Once there, McGonagall pulled out a box of what looked like a bunch of buttons, however most seemed to have legs or shiny backs.

"It seems the second years had a forgetful summer. You two will turn these attempts back into beetles. Just put them back in this case when you're finished. Once you've completed this, you can leave."

Both nodded and the Professor left the two alone. Sophie sat down next to the box, and Oliver took the seat on her left. They both reached into the box. Oliver heard a small "eep" and turned toward Sophie. A button with legs had crawled right into her hand.

Oliver chuckled, "Must be a Gryffindor." he commented pointing towards the button. He looked up towards her face expecting her to yell or scream or add a sarcastic remark insulting his house, but was surprised when he saw a small smile on her face. "Must be" she whispered. They both set their half buttons down, and begun the flourishing of their wands to preform the spell. However he got distracted when their arms collided into each other.

Oliver broke out into a good natured chuckle. "Oh I forgot your left handed." he replied angling his chair so their arms didn't hit.

She looked at with a confused look on her face, "How did you know I was left handed?" She asked confused seeing as how Melody always forgot and they ended up bumping elbows all the time in classes.

He met her eyes, "Second year Charms. Flitwick made us sit together after you and Adams kept talking. Are arms kept bumping into each other then too."

He sat there waiting for a response but one never came she simply turned her head back towards her crawling button.

"What's with you today Waters?" He sighed kicking out his legs and getting comfortable to finish the work.

"I got a letter from my mother today." She sighed.

"Oh that must be horrible." He feigned shock.

"Well I assume if your mother looks anything like you, it would be horrible for you." She replied, the fire in her eyes rising.

"You're right, too many good looking people in one place can cause riots." He replied smugly.

"Yeah I know, why do ugly people like you feel the need to riot around us." She threw back in his face.

He shook his head once again in shock of being one up-ed, 'Damn she's good' he laughed. He reached in the box and had to chase one rather fast button that kept eluding.

"Must be Hufflepuff." She laughed.

He looked back at her. She was wearing a light smile. "Must be." He searched the box and pulled out a perfect looking button. "Must be Ravenclaw." He smirked showing Sophie. Once again she laughed, and pointed to the half beetle half button in the box pushing another one around. "And there's Slytherin."

They both laughed. "You know, maybe your mom should write to you more often. You're a lot easier to get along with."

"Maybe if you weren't such an ass, we wouldn't fight all the time." She huffed.

He stared at her face watching the fire in her eyes dance, he loved watching her like this, it was much better than the fawning Quidditch girls he normally had to deal with.

Sophie couldn't believe Wood was being such a dick, wait this is Wood we're talking about, of course he's a dick. They had turned back to working on the beetle buttons in silence.

Sophie looked up at the clock taking in the time. She had been working for two hours and being in this close proximity to Wood was taking it's toll. Her heart kept beating fast and she felt her palms sweating. She began to fidget, anxious to leave.

Wood shocked her by putting his hand on her bare knee. She glared at the offending appendage, while silently cursing herself for not wearing tights today.

"Waters, seriously stop that's getting annoying." Wood replied looking up at her. She looked at him confused. "Your tapping..." he replied. She was still slightly glaring at the hand, when she nodded slightly.

She looked back up at him, hoping he would move his hand. "Okay thank you." He said, and his hand did start moving but not away. He began sliding it up and down her leg. If she thought her heart was beating fast before it had nothing on how fast it was going now, she could feel it inching higher. She knew it was practically touching the hem of her skirt, however she wasn't watching the offending hand. Her eyes we transfixed on the Scot attached to the hand.

She was lost in those chocolate eyes of his. While her heart rate was rapidly accelerating, she couldn't help but notice that her muscles, that had been tense all night, was suddenly relaxed at his touch.

He leaned in closer his breath tickling her face. She was slightly terrified, her mouth running dry at his close proximity. What scared her the most, was although she hated people being near her, she only wanted Wood closer. She was half tempted to lean in closer herself, when Wood broke the silence.

"So Waters seen Davis today?" He whispered.

'What the fuck Wood?' Her mind flared. She was totally confused how the hell did this intimate situation turn towards Roger Davis. Wait was this even going to be an intimate moment? Was she actually considering kissing Wood? She swatted Wood's hand away, and shoved him squarely in the chest pushing him back further into his chair.

Wood couldn't believe how stupid he was. Why in the world did he feel the need to bring up Davis? Of course he knew the answer was because he wanted to know if they had spent alone time together in their common room. He didn't like the fact that Davis had more access to her than he did.

Although he was cursing himself for ruining the moment, he was glad to see the fire in her eyes reignite. As much as he liked getting along with her, he did like watching her fume.

Before Oliver could strike up another conversation, McGonagall walked in letting them know they could be dismissed. He watched Sophie stalk down the hallway towards her common room, before making his way up towards his own tower. After reaching the tower and getting some homework done he yawned and looked at his watch seeing it was eleven o clock. He walked up towards his dormitory. He walked in seeing his two dormitory mates still awake.

"Hey Oliver, how was detention?" Seth winked at him.

"Eh, it's wasn't to bad if you know what I mean." He smirked towards his friend.

"You should really learn to keep your mouth shut when it comes to Sophie." Percy leaned out of his four post bed and scolded the two.

Oliver rolled his eyes. Sometimes it was hard to believe that Percy, Seth, and Oliver used to be pretty good mates. Although Percy was always uptight he wasn't a complete pompous ass till he was made a Prefect in fifth year. That's when the trio of boys fell apart. It had always made their dormitory a little tense, since it was just the three of them.

"Oh please," Seth began, "We all know why little Ollie can't ever be quiet around her." He teased pulling his friend in a noogie.

Although he was still in his friend's grasp he did pale. 'Did they really know?' He wondered.

"Ugh it's crude how you guys just chase skirts around." Percy shook his head.

"Yeah well maybe you should've been a Chaser Wood, since we all know how much you love the chase." Seth said letting his friend go.

"Yeah," Wood chuckled slightly relieved. 'Good. They only think it's about the chase.'

"Well aside from your tendencies to follow your prick to the nearest skirt, you really shouldn't chase Sophie." Percy began, "Not only will she never fall for you, but you'll ruin her last school year. Penelope says that Sophie is really focusing on getting this prestigious internship, and dealing with you is only going to get her more detentions and less focus on her work. Only causing her to have to struggle to get the letters of recommendations she'll need if she stands a chance for that internship." He concluded rather arrogantly.

"You know, I think I need me one of those Ravenclaw girls." Seth mused out loud.

Percy looked over with utter shock etched in his face.

"I mean come on you've got Clearwater, and now that you've made Waters the forbidden fruit Oliver is not going to give up. Perhaps I should go after Addams." He answered with a twinkle in his eye.

Oliver nodded to his friend before the group parted to begin getting ready for bed. After all three had settled in and drawn their curtains to their beds.

Oliver stared up at the ceiling thinking about Sophie and his friends. He really was glad that his friends didn't seem to realize the full extent of his fixation on her. He thought back to fully understand his feelings. He remembered the first time he saw her.

He had noticed her on the train and remember thinking she was rather cute. They had met on the train when he had been explaining Quidditch to a muggle born who was to be sorted into Hufflepuff, when she poked her head out of her book and continually corrected him on the history. Soon what had started out as friendly conversation turned into an all out screaming match over who was right. He remembered Addams sitting there the whole time laughing, and at the end of the conversation telling Sophie they were now best friends. Despite the rather hostile approach, he had to admit he liked the challenge she provided for him, however awkward eleven year old he had been too shy to do anything about it. However once the Sorting hat was placed on her head and immediately shouted 'Ravenclaw' he almost immediately gave up on his fixation.

After that he remembered bothering her a couple times just to get her to acknowledge him. He did like pushing her buttons, and he had to admit he rather liked the way she always fought back most times as explosively as the first time, despite her quirks and fears.

It wasn't until fifth year that he really became fixated on her. He had attempted to bother her a few times that year but all of her fire was extinguished so eventually he gave up. That is until she came back full force. He had been telling his mates a joke about a wizard from Nantucket when he got to the punchline her and her friends had walked into the conversation. He expected them to turn around and leave, but Sophie's eyes flared and immediately jumped down his throat. She spent what felt like forever yelling about what a misogynist pig he was.

Her face was flushed with anger, and her chest heaving. No one had ever said those kind of things to him, hell no one had ever been that angry with him. He was instantly brought back to their first encounter. By that point he had made a fairly good name for himself on the Quidditch team and his interactions with the opposite sex had been limited to groupies. Seeing her independent and fearless, he couldn't help it but at that moment all he could think about was snogging her senseless. Since then he had worked even harder to get her, constantly bothering her and pushing her boundaries. But it wasn't until Addams had talked to him the other day that he realized that he needed to step up his game if he wanted to win her, especially once he saw her with Davis. He wouldn't let Davis beat him, not when it came to Quidditch and certainly not when it came to Sophie.

However he had worked hard to keep people from knowing his slight obsession with the girl. He had chased other girls because he really did enjoy the chase, and hey he was a teenage boy after all he had needs. But as soon as they had given into him, he lost interest in them. This had actually earned him kind of a reputation for being a womanizer.

Deciding he had enough of tracing back his obsession, he instead decided to focus on the girl herself. He thought back to the night he had her pinned up against the wall. Immediately blood rushed down at the thought of his body being crushed against hers. Then he remembered his hand traveling up her thigh only early today. Thinking of how silky and smooth her skin had felt, his continued to allow his mind to wander to what it would have been like under her skirt.

Oliver Wood and Sophie Waters were in an abandoned class room. "What did you say about Quidditch Waters?" Oliver growled pressing up against her.

"That the Ministry should discontinue the league and focus its resources on better topics of research." She breathed airily looking into his eyes with a glimmer. It was meant to piss him off and it was doing just that.

"Take it back" he spat viciously grinding into her.

"Or what?"She teased.

"I'll make you." He barely whispered, his hands leaving her shoulders to trail down to her hips. His lips covered hers in a passionate kiss. She gasped at the forwardness of his action and he used that action to slip his tongue into her mouth. She attempted to battle his tongue for dominance, but it was a losing battle with his ferociousness.

His hands found their way to the hem of her shirt and he slid his hand under her shirt. Her skin seemed on fire when his thumb traced patterns on her bare skin. Both broke the kiss apart for air, however Oliver moved his kissing towards her neck placing open mouth kisses that sent tingles down her body. Wanting to touch more of her, Oliver broke apart to roughly pull her shirt over her head.

He smirked against against the skin right below her ear as his hand traveled up her stomach to barely cup her breast through her bra. At the contact she moaned loudly, her eyes dilating in lust and pawed at his shirt finally succeeding in removing the article of clothing. Her eyes lit up as she took in the site of Oliver's well toned abs and chest.

"You can thank Quidditch." He smirked at her as her hands traced his pecs.

"I can think of something better to do." she smirked back, leaning forward to nibble on his neck. He moaned in response and forcefully grabbed her roughly handling her ass while she wrapped her legs around his waist. He moved her to sit down on a table. He reached behind her to unclasp her bra before pushing her down on the table.

He hungrily drank in the site of her well formed chest before grabbing her tits and kneading this rather harshly. Her back arched towards his calloused touch. Before she could soak in the glory of his touch he moved his focus down wards to her skirt. He flipped her skirt up revealing her dark blue lace thong. He ran one finger down the lacy scrap of fabric covering her core and she whimpered at the touch.

"Tsk Tsk Sophie love, your absolutely soaked." He smirked at her, eyes darkened with lust.

"Oliver" she whined with need.

"Don't worry love, I'll give it to you." He began unbuckling his belt and pulling out his engorged cock. He began rubbing his head against her clit, teasing her, "But only if you take it back."

She glared up at him refusing to give in. Sensing she was refusing to give in, he continued his torment of her sensitive button while sliding a finger into her slick folds. Her hips bucked upwards and she moaned in need. After a few minutes of torment, she huffed her resignation.

In one quick motion he slammed into her and she mewed in satisfaction. Her whole body tensed with the welcomed intrusion. He leaned down over her and began nibbling her nipples. "It's good, I was just about give in." he smirked against her skin.

She arched more trying to urge him to give her more. He laughed at her leaning up and firmly gripping her hips before hurriedly thrusting inside her. She let out a loud moan once he hit her special spot inside her. Her whole body tensed around his member as she was beginning the climb towards her orgasm.

His chest was becoming slick with sweat as he continued his fast pace. At this point Sophie was completely incoherent due to the pleasure, filling the room with random syllables. He moved one hand from her hip and went to rub circles over her clit with his rough thumb. Her earth shattered as she saw stars when she finally climaxed. Her spasming muscles coaxed his own release and he grunted as he came inside her.

Sophie shot up from her bed in slight terror. Her body still damp from her rather explicit dream. She quickly ran to the bathroom splashing water on her face trying to relieve her flushed skin. She looked up at her reflection noting her rapid breathing. She could not believe she just had a sex dream about Oliver Wood. Placing the blame for the dream squarely on her hormones she went back to an uneasy sleep.


I will try to update another chapter within a few days. If not you have my permission to yell at me till I do ;]