Chapter Three
Mirrors
The noise in the Common Room reached a new level as the thirteen-year-old Weasley Twins exhausted their supply of Dr. Filibuster Fireworks, setting them off through the window of Gryffindor Tower. Oliver sat back and sighed; it really had been a spectacular win, seeing as Harry had caught the Snitch in his mouth to win the game. He cast a glance around the room, looking for the Seeker but his eyes instead fell on Katie Bell. She sat, laughing at Fred and George and sipping a Butterbeer, with Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet. He smiled, and felt his face flush red-hot. As his head shook back and forth, trying to rid its cheeks of color, Katie caught his eye from across the room. She grinned, making the thumbs up sign as the two locked eyes. Oliver nodded, shooting a thumbs up right back. His eyes widened as Katie stood, gesturing across the room. The two girls nodded at her and she wove across the rug, stopping at the couch where Oliver was sitting.
"Good game, Capitan," she mumbled.
"Yeah," he breathed. "Thanks. You too."
She smiled softly as took a swig of Butterbeer and kissed him gently on the cheek. Oliver reached up and touched the place where she kissed him with his thumb. Quickly, he took a sip of his drink and willed those thoughts to leave his head.
She was a very good Quidditch player, after all.
