DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT JKR. HENCE, HARRY POTTER IS NOT MINE
As I walked down to the common room, I could see a rather pissed Oliver Wood sitting on the couch furthest from the fire. I suppressed a laugh when I saw the red broom-handle shaped mark on Oliver's face. He looked up and glared at me.
"It hurts ya know." He muttered
"I know." I smirked
Oliver glared some more.
I grinned widely. Serves you right for crawling into my bed and making comments about my knickers.
I turned around and stepped out of the portrait hole and headed down the stairs to the great hall where the rest of the Quidditch team was sitting at. As I poured Maple Syrup onto my pancakes, Oliver stomped into great hall.
"YOU'VE GOT 5 MORE MINUTES TO FINISH YOUR BREAKFAST!" He barked at us
"Geez, angry much?" Alicia muttered to the rest of the team
We stared at our captain as he stormed out of the hall. But seriously though, was he really that mad from the broomstick hitting his face?
A/N: … NOW REVIEW!
-RKB