Summary:

Everyone knows that Oliver Wood has his eye on the prize, seeing that it's his seventh and final year at Hogwarts. They just never specified what prize: Ravenclaw Chaser, Roselyn Lane, or the Quidditch Cup.

Roselyn Lane always thought her seventh year would include winning the Quidditch Cup. She never thought it would include sneaking around with the Gryffindor Keeper.

"Eye on the prize, Lane!" Roselyn was constantly told by her father. He never said that the prize couldn't be a certain Scottish boy.

This Quidditch season is definitely going to be like no other.

Chapter Four

On the walk back to the Gryffindor common room the conversation between Rose and Oliver lingered on his mind more than he would have liked it to. "I never kiss and tell." Did that mean Rose was like the female version of Oliver, only more secretive when it came to her conquests? Oliver cleared his mind of the thought and stepped into Gryffiindor tower when the portrait of the Fat Lady swung open.

In the common room he was met with the greeting grins of Katie, Alicia, and Angelina. He returned the gesture and walked past them without a word, up the stairs, and to his dormitory.

It was a good time to clear his head, due to most of the boys that shared his dorm were out snogging their girls or trying to get a girl to snog.

Oliver sat on his bed, putting his head into his hands. "This can't be happening," he muttered to himself.

"What can't be happening?" Oliver lifted his head to meet the eyes of the person that had so easily crept into the dorm without him noticing.

"It's nothing, Percy," he replied, laying on his back, legs dangling off of the side. "What do you know about Roselyn Lane? I mean, she is Penny's best friend."

Percy leaned against the door, shifting all of his weight onto one leg. "Penny usually doesn't tell me much about her. I do know that she can't stand her siblings, though. Stefan and Scarlet, I believe is there names. Both fourth years in Gryffindor."

"Never seen or heard of them in my life," Oliver replied, sitting up and supporting his weight on his elbows.

"Why are you suddenly so interested in Roselyn?" Percy asked Oliver. It was the question even he was asking himself. Why? He had no clue what the answer to the question was, but he was scared of finding the answer.

"I'm not sure, Percy." He rubbed his forehead, trying to get the oncoming headache to subside. It only made it come faster, and he felt like he had been pounding his head into the wall for an hour.

"I'm heading to Hogsmeade tomorrow with Penny. Why don't you join us, and I'll have her invite Roselyn," Percy suggested. Oliver thought about it, weighing his options to figure out why he was so interested in Rose.

After a few minutes of deep thought Oliver finally sighed and nodded in response. "Yeah, I'll go. But if Roselyn doesn't show up and I end up alone on a date with you and Penny I'm leaving."

"I wouldn't expect anything else," Percy responded smuggly before turning his back and leaving Oliver alone to his thoughts.

No thoughts worth thinking came to his head, so instead he slowly allowed himself to drift of to sleep, getting more than a few hours of sleep for the first time since he became the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team two years ago.

...

When the morning arrived sunlight streamed through the window across from Oliver, filling the room with unwanted light.

Oliver was the first of the five boys in the dorm to wake, taking his time to use the bathroom to shower and clean himself up before changing into a sweater and jeans for the trip to Hogsmeade. He was beginning to regret agreeing to go with the group when he found Percy waiting for him by the entrance of the common room.

"C'mon, Oliver. We need to go meet the girls in the courtyard," Percy said, leading the way out of the common room and to the stairs.

"So Rose agreed to go?" Oliver asked, already knowing the answer.

"She did. Penny was quite surprised that she had, but apparently Penny heard Roselyn and Jeremy Bowers talking about you last night," Percy said, turning back only to give Oliver a small smile.

"Did Penny hear what they were talking about?"

"No, she only said she heard you name mentioned briefly. Apparently Jeremy and Rose were messing around on the floor while she was reading, and she didn't really bother to pay much attention." Messing around on the floor? Oliver bit his lip to stop himself from asking anymore questions than were needed.

Oliver remained silent until the two boys approached the two girls that had their backs to them, looking at something in the distance. "Penny!" Percy called. The blond girl turned around and ran into his arms, Percy spinning the two in circles.

"You'd think they haven't seen each other in months when really it had only been an hour," Rose said, falling into place beside Oliver as they watched the couple.

"There's no need for us to greet each other like that," Oliver joked. He gave her a charming smile that made Rose swoon, but Oliver would never know that. "So, what did Penny do to get you to come along?"

She cast an accused glance at him, making him question his words. "You think that she had to blackmail me? I'm hurt, Oliver. I agreed to come when Jeremy ditched me for some other plan he had made, thinking that we didn't have any plans. Again." To Oliver she sounded disappointed, but her reassuring smile made the thought disappear from his mind completely.

"Are you and Jeremy, uh, dating?" Oliver asked, regretting his words as soon as they left his mouth.

A hearty laugh came from her and she elbowed Oliver's arm. "Definitely not. He's like the brother I had."

Oliver gave her a confused look before asking, "I thought you had a brother?" What was his name? Started with an S, he thought.

"Stefan, the he-devil, comes with a complimentary she-devil. Yeah, I like to pretend that I'm not related to them," she confessed.

"Why's that?" Oliver asked, following behind Percy and Penny as they began to walk down the path towards Hogsmeade. "I'd be happy to have a brother."

"Are you an only child?" she asked, earning a nod from him. "Oh, well you can have Stefan. I'm sure he would love to have you as a sibling instead of me. He basically looks up to you."

"Oh yeah?" Oliver's lips curved up into a grin, spread ear to ear.

"You have no idea. Stefan talks about you nonstop because he wants to be you, and Scarlet talks about you because she wants you, plain and simple. When I'm home with them for holiday I have to hear all about your, and I quote, "deliciously brown eyes, intoxicating accent, and the most breath-taking scent ever". Did you even know that Scarlet has been close enough to smell you?"

"A fourteen year old said all of that?" Oliver asked, laughing at the expression on Rose's face; a look of disbelief and amusement. "I'm frightened now."

"You should be. She can be extremely determined when she sets her mind on something, and right now, her mind is set on you. Probably more of you than a fourteen year old needs to have her mind set on." Oliver sent Rose a scared look, causing her to laugh uncontrollably. The outburst earned a look from the couple ahead of them, but the two just smiled. Oliver and Rose never caught the smiles, too wrapped up in their own conversation.

"Rose, I-"