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Three weeks had passed since the first day of school and I was about to get a big surprise. The day started like any other day: I went to breakfast, then class, and then I spent some time with Taylor. It was just before dinner when I was called to McGonagall's office; let's just say I wasn't expecting that. When I arrived I knocked on the door, and waited for permission to enter.

"Come in," called professor McGonagall.

I went inside and was directed to a seat in front of her desk "Now Ms. Finnigan I brought you here because I have a job for you," McGonagall started.

"All right I'm listening Professor," I said letting her know that I was being serious.

"I want you to be the new strategist for the Gryffindor quidditch team," excitedly said McGonagall.

"What?" I asked. Sure it was rude but that was the only thing that would come out. "What exactly does this job enlist of?"

"Well you would be making game plans with the captain of course. Also you will need to go to every match to take notes on not just Gryffindor but also other teams," explained Professor.

"So that means that I have to work with Wood?" I asked incredulously. There was no way that I could do that and keep a sane mind I thought.

"I assure you Ms. Finnigan Mr. Wood will not be a bother," McGonagall said dismissing any excuse I might have been thinking of.

"Why are you choosing me to do this job Professor?" I wanted to ask in a much ruder way but thought against it on the last moment.

"Not only are you the captains of the Gryffindor chess team, but you are also the school champion. I figured that with your keen mind for strategy you would be the best candidate," confessed McGonagall.

I t was quiet for a bit. Then I asked,"Does Wood know yet?"

"Oh yes I've all ready told him this. He was under the impression that you would be heavily against it," Professor said.

"I am heavily against it," I told her.

"Well that is rather unfortunate seeing as I will not take no for an answer," McGonagall said tartly.

I was bloody pissed. I was going to be working with Oliver Bloody Soding Wood! I could tell that this was going to affect my health. I've never had big problems with my head of house, but right now she was enemy number one. Then again I was over what happened. Maybe this was just the opportunity I needed to let it be known that I could be civil with Wood.

"All right then Professor I accept the job," I announced.

"Wonderful, Wood will tell you when he wants you at practice. You are dismissed," she said with a little smile.

I went to the Great Hall, and sat myself between my brother and his new best friend. "Hullo Seamus, Hullo Dean," I said.

"Hiya!" Dean said immediately back with a blush. Dean is a nice kid so when he blushed I had to tease him a bit.

"Are you all right Dean you're face is a little red." I then pressed a hand to his forehead.

"Will you please stop bothering my mate," Seamus asked looking at me.

"I'm just looking out for him," I said innocently. Then I had a brilliant idea. "How bout I'll teach you a spell to apologize for what I just did," I told my brother.

"What kind of spell is it?" Dean curiously asked.

"This spell will turn water into rum," I said.

Seamus immediately looked at me. "What's the spell?" he asked excitedly.

"Way to make us seem like drunks," I laughed. At first my brother didn't get it but then he began laughing, as did Dean. "Here I'll show you," I said once my laughter was done.

I pulled out my wand, and grabbed a goblet of water. "Eye of rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum," I said before tapping the goblet. "Drink," I told Seamus.

Seamus took the goblet and began drinking. "Blimey this is actual rum," he said looking at me.

Dean took the cup and drank some" Bloody hell this is the good kind also," Dean said taking another gulp.

"Yeah you can get what every kind you want by thinking about the taste. If you've never had rum before you'll end up with some cheap stuff," I told the two first years. "Make sure you don't tell where you learned this from," I said in a sing-song voice.

"Don't worry we won't," Seamus said. Dean nodded his head confirming that he wouldn't tell. "You have got to be the best sister," excitedly said Seamus. He then gave me a hug. Seeing this Dean began hugging my other side.

Someone began laughing and I looked to see who. The culprit was a first year with red hair. He was sitting next to a boy with black hair. Not to far from them was a first year girl with bushy brown hair, who looked annoyed.

"And what are you laughing at Ron? Can't I hug me sister in peace?" my brother said flaring up.

"Why is Dean hugging your sister also then?" Ron asked still laughing.

"Cause he's allowed," I said simply. "My name is Natalie Finnigan, and I'm Seamus' older sister," I introduced.

"Hi, I'm Ron Weasley," the ginger said.

"And I'm Harry Potter," the boy with the black hair said.

"Well it's nice to meet both of you," I said with a smile going back to my food.

"That's it? You don't want to gasp, or shake Harry's hand, or start excessively talking to him?" Ron asked.

"Honestly no everyone is like that," the bushy girl said.

"You're one to speak miss 'holy cricket you're Harry Potter'. Besides who asked you?" snidely asked Ron.

"Now, now let's try to be nice," I said. "What's your name I'm Natalie," I asked the girl.

"It's Hermione Granger," she answered back.

"Well then I hope you guys become friends with my brothers", I said before ruffling Seamus' hair and giving Dean a nougie. "You kids enjoy the rest of dinner; I'm heading back to the dorms"

As I was walking out the Great Hall I saw Wood and gave him a friendly smile. I wanted to start anew with him, so I had to make an effort. I'm pretty sure my act of friendliness caught Wood off guard because he did a double take before nodding his head.

When I awoke the next morning I remembered that mum sent both me and Seamus some of our favorite candy late last night. Deciding this little surprise would be perfect for a day with double potions with Slytherins I went to give Seamus his. Lord knows he'll need a little pick me up after that class. I was in some pajamas, which consisted of a red cami and a pair of yellow soffies that my parents put the word beater in white letters across the bum.

Acting as if I was Godric Gryffindor himself I walked straight into my brother's dorm. I was greeted with a chorus of bloody hells, blimey, and holy mother. Despite this I strode right up to my brother, ignoring the changing lads.

"Mum sent us some candy last night. I figured you could use something nice seeing as you have double potions with the Slytherins," I told him.

"I'll thank Mum next time I write, "Seamus said accepting the candy. I said good morning to the boys and was almost out the door when Seamus stopped me. "Hey Nat next time can you not barge in"

"Sorry, I just have so much energy this morning," I replied sheepishly. I walked out the door and did a little twirl before heading towards the common room.

"Bloody hell is that you Natalie?" a guy said behind me.

I spun around knowing who it was. "Morning Wood," I said happily. I then began laughing. Soon Wood too began laughing.

"I didn't expect you to have such a dirty mind," Wood laughed.

"I honestly just wanted to say good morning, but once I realized what I said I just had to laugh," I chuckled.

"Well then good morning Natalie. You're just the person I wanted to see today actually," informed Wood.

"Really, what for," I asked curiously.

"I wanted to apologize for my behavior a couple weeks ago. I acted like a right arse," firmly said Wood.

"It's cool. I mean we should be civil if we're going to work together," I pointed out.

"So McGonagall told you, and you're fine with it?" skeptically asked Wood.

"This year I'm a new person," is what I said in response.

"Well there's practice today at seven, so don't be late," Wood said walking past me.

"Hey Oliver why did you say bloody hell when you first saw me," I asked.

Said boy turned around then smiled. "You know I think this is the first time you're called me by my first name in years. I really like the way you say it"

"Yeah I guess it has been years," I said thinking about the last time I had called him by Oliver. At the moment I failed to comprehend the last part of what Oliver said.

"To answer you're question it's because you look hot," Oliver said looking me up and down. He then proceeded to run down the stairs.

I stood there; I stood there rooted to the ground. Oliver Wood said that I look hot. Oliver Wood said that I look hot. Oliver Wood said that I look hot. Oliver Wood said that I look hot. My mind kept repeating this as if it were my mantra. I might have stood there for a few seconds, or some minutes. I was finally knocked out of my reverie by Dean.

"What are you still doing here Natalie?" he asked.

"Huh, oh, I don't know myself. I guess I should get dressed," I muttered still in a daze.

"What's wrong with you," Maria asked as soon as she saw me.

"I went to drop that candy off to Seamus and when I was leaving the room I ran into Oliver. He told me when practice was, but when he first saw me he said and I quote 'Bloody hell is that you Natalie',"

"So what's the problem?" asked Carol getting off her bed.

"I asked him why he said that to me and he said because I look hot. Then he ran down the stairs," I told.

"Oh my! Not only are you dating the hottest guy in our year but the quidditch captain told said you were hot," squealed Sarah.

"I don't care if Oliver says that I'm 'hot'," I said as I put my uniform on.

"If you don't care why are you calling him by his first name all of a sudden?" asked Carol.

I don't know, just leave me be," I said pouting.

"Well let's head on down to breakfast," Nina said once everyone was dressed.

For some reason I was eager to see Taylor. When I made it to the Great Hall I said bye to my friends, and went to sit with my boyfriend. Whenever I was with Taylor I felt this sort of swooshing in my stomach. The same kind you get when you miss a step going down the hall. The best part about it was with Taylor I knew there wasn't that moment of pain that came after; just that feeling of exhilaration.

"Hey there hot stuff," Taylor greeted when he saw me. He then gave me a kiss that sent shivers up my spine.

"McGonagall roped me into helping the Gryffindor quidditch team, so I won't be able to see you as much as I would like," I told him.

"What are you doing?" he absentmindedly asked as he began playing with some of my hair.

"I'm now the team's strategist. McGonagall also told me that I had to work with Oliver," I told him as I recalled last night's events.

"Wait, did you just say Oliver? Wow, I'm impressed that you agreed to that; seems like you really are over it," said Taylor as he put cream cheese and grape jelly on a bagel. He then held it in front of my face.

"Are you trying to feed me in public?" I asked profusely blushing.

"Come on where's that Gryffindor courage?" Taylor playfully teased me.

Casting my embarrassment aside I bit into the bagel. Then I took another bite, and then another. The bagel was almost done by now. I went to eat the last bite, but Taylor shoved it in my face; effectively smearing cream cheese and jelly across my cheek. Laughs promptly erupted around us, bringing me to the realization that people had been watching us.

"For a Ravenclaw that was pretty stupid," I said before smooshing some oatmeal into his hair. Now it was my turn to laugh. A devious look appeared on Taylor face. Without warning he pelted me with a sausage. In retaliation I threw and omelet at him, hitting him squarely in the jaw. I didn't realize a food fight had started until Professor Dumbledore rose and sent loud purple sparks from his wand.

"As entertaining as a food fight is it would be best if we stop. The house elves have enough work to do. I would like to ask Ms. Finnigan and Mr. Haines to see me before the first lesson begins," announced Dumbledore.

"Shit. This is all your fault," I rounded on Taylor. He just looked at me with an odd expression. "Helloooo, are you listening to me?" I asked.

Taylor answer was him licking some food off the corner of my lips before capturing them with his. That moment was pure bliss.

"Sorry, you just look so amazing when you get huffy. I've never seen you get like that so it kind of through me for a loop," blushed Taylor as he rubbed the back of his neck.

I went in to kiss him, but was interrupted by someone clearing their throat rather loudly behind us. I wiped around to bite that person's head off, only to be see John, Scott, and another Ravenclaw boy black hair and brown eyes by the name of Blake, all of them with a cheeky grin on their face.

"Hullo Blake," I greeted Blake was my partner for most of potions last year and was once again in my class.

"My, my, aren't you two the audacious couple," he said in response.

"What about us?" pouted John referring to himself and Scott.

"Good morning," I said stifling a giggle at his antics.

"That was some food fight you two started," commented Scott.

"If you guys were here the whole time why am I just now seeing you?" I asked. We figured that you lot might enjoy some alone time," Blake said wiggling his eyebrows.

Before I could say anything the bell rang signaling the transition to the first lesson. This also meant facing Dumbledore.

"We gotta go," Taylor told his friends. He got up and took my hand into his. I told them all bye, and then allowed Taylor to lead the way to the Headmaster's office.

When we got there two gargoyles asked our names. Once we told them they allowed us entrance. I had never gotten into major trouble, so going to the Headmaster's office was nerve-wracking. I knew that my palms were starting to sweat. If Taylor noticed he didn't say anything; he just squeezed my hand before knocking on Professor Dumbledore's door. We heard a pleasant enter, and opened the door to what I was sure to be our doom.