Please leave some reviews on how this story is going. When I first wrote it, I got a lot on it, but I'm rewriting it just a little since I was only 14 years old when I wrote it.
Angelina and Fred walked down to the common room the next morning talking when Fred stopped in his tracks. Angelina looked at where he was looking, and saw what she thought was the cutest thing ever.
I was asleep on the sofa with Oliver's head resting next to mine. My hand was curled around the back of his neck, deep in his hair.
Angelina walked up to me and poked me gently, causing me to shoot up in the sofa.
"Wha? What's going on? Are we under att- oh whaddya want?" I stopped my little rant when I saw her, a smug smile on her face.
"So….what happened last night?" I looked at her weird. "What do you mean?"
She pointed next to me and I looked to see Oliver still asleep, his head laying next to where mine had been only a few seconds. He looked so peaceful without that usual smirk on his face. I smiled down at him and tousled his hair, retreating when he stirred and opened his eyes. He looked up at me and smiled sleepily. "Morning."
I merely nodded at him before I got up off the sofa and ran up to the girls' dormitory. That was a disaster waiting to happen cause Angelina followed me and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her.
"Spill, girl."
"Nothing happened. I had a bad dream and I asked Oliver to stay with me for the night," I said, but Angelina cut me off.
"Girl, you never call him Oliver. You always call him Wood." It took me a moment to realize she was right. Oh shit. A big grin was spreading over her face.
"You like him! You like Oliver Wood!" she teased. "No, I don't! He's….just a good friend." That sounded really lame.
"You should date him. He'd do anything to be with you!" she squealed.
"Fuck no!" I screeched. "The day I date Oliver Wood is the day that hell freezes over. God damn I'm not surprised he doesn't compare me to a freaking Quaffle or something." I stomped out of there, but not before changing, and went back down to the common room to find it empty. I need to find a way to blow off some steam.
Flying always helped me to relax, which is what I found myself doing. I love how the wind flows through my hair. As I flew around the Quidditch pitch, I began thinking. In all the time that I've known Wood, I've always seen him as a friend, but there was always something more underneath. He and I tend to butt heads during Quidditch or even outside of Quidditch. I've called him a bastard and he's called me a bitch. No surprise since I made a snappy comment about Quidditch that the oh so great Quidditch Maniac apparently didn't like, so he went off on me. Prick. Even a good girl like me is prone to swearing, and so is he. Why does he have to be such a Quidditch obsessed git?
Why do I care about him so much? Why does he have to be so good-looking? Dammit I need to get these thoughts out of my head.
I flew around the goal hoops a few times before flying towards the girl's dormitory of Gryffindor Tower. I really don't want to go to my classes today, but I'll have to manage somehow.
A few hours later found me in the Great Hall, hanging out with Jenna and Kaylee. We were planning to play a prank on Fred and George, involving a hex and stink pellets. I was to lure Fred and George into the Hall, where Jenna would throw the pellets and Kaylee would run behind them and use the Hair Loss hex on them. I know it sounds mean, but those two would be able to grow it back in a matter of hours with a potion.
I went in search of the twins, finding them with Wood in the common room.
"Hey Fred, George, c'mon to the Hall with me. I got some new tricks to show you guys," I said, a devilish smile slipping across my face. The two looked at each other for a moment before following me, Wood coming with us. Oh well, if he wants to be part of it, be my guest.
Upon coming to the Great Hall, I walked in, but told the three to stay at the entrance so I could bring it to them. I had gotten a few steps in when Jenna threw the pellets, causing them to break open at the boys' feet, releasing a terrific odor. The boys began coughing as Kaylee came up behind them and said "Calvorio."
There had been a thick cloud of smoke covering the boys, but as it cleared away, three bald heads winked at us. There was a moment of silence before us girls fell to the floor laughing.
"OHMIGOD! THAT WAS SO FUCKING WORTH IT!" I screamed out in laughter as I doubled over holding my stomach. I felt like I was gonna bust a gut, but it was worth seeing them like this. The Weasley twins pulled out their wands.
"Rictusempra!" A strange feeling came over me, like many fingers tickling me and my screaming escalated into high-pitched squeals and then sobs of pain. It felt so good, but it hurt badly after a while of laughing. Too much sensation….too much…
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" Professor McGonagall had appeared in the doorway, but stopped upon seeing the three boys with no hair and me on the ground screaming and crying.
"P-please m-make it S-S-STOP!" I squealed before laughing again. McGonagall pulled out her wand, muttered something and the invisible fingers stopped tickling me. I sat up, unable to feel my sides as they had been tickled way too much.
"Detention for all four of you. If you will all please accompany me back to my office, we will work out how you four will spend your detentions," McGonagall said as she led us out of the Great Hall. When I passed Jenna and Kaylee, I whispered to them so that McGonagall wouldn't hear me.
"Let's do that again sometime, eh?"
They winked at me and I grinned before Fred pushed me out of the hall.
Please review. I'd like to know how the new revised version of the story is going.
