January 2001
"George! I'm home!"
Leanne entered the flat with her coat on her arm and some paperworks on her other. She threw her coat to the sofa and sat down. She kicked off her shoes and socks. George then popped his head from the kitchen and asked to the young Auror, "Already? I thought you were working late."
She shrugged. "Eh, I don't know, Harry wanted me to go home early since I've been working too much lately."
George walked out of the kitchen with a bag of chips in his hand and a bottle of firewhiskey on his other. He sat down next to her and set down his chips and bottle on the table. Leanne then asked, "Why are Lee and the new guy working downstairs and you're here possibly getting drunk. In case you haven't noticed, that's your joke shop down there."
"Yeah, but I already took my shift. And besides, it's January. There aren't many costumers."
Leanne noticed that the firewhiskey on the table is labeled on her name but she didn't remind George anyway. George always takes her food and drinks ever since she moved in. She remembered on winter 1998 when George asked her to move in with him since Lee moved out to live with Alicia. They've been roommates ever since.
Leanne moved almost all of her stuff there and the rest are still on her old flat on Godric's Hollow. She used Lee's old room since they both agree that Fred's room would just make her nights worst, so they turned Fred's old bedroom into the guest room.
Leanne then looked around and asked, "Where's Angelina?"
"Oh, she took off a while ago. Trouble at work or something."
George has been seeing Angelina Johnson for quite a while now. Leanne was use to seeing her around the apartment.
Suddenly, they heard Lee's voice from downstairs. He shouted, "Oi, George! I'm done for the day. See you tomorrow, mate! Say hi to Leanne for me."
George chuckled and said, "Probably another date with Alicia." He turned to Leanne and cheerfully said, "Lee said hi!"
Leanne giggled and patted his arm. "Yeah, yeah. I'm taking a shower." So she stood and walked to the bathroom.
After taking a relatively long shower, Leanne heard a knock on the door. She stepped out of the bathroom, only wearing a bathrobe. She walked to the front door and opened it. On the other side of the door, stood a man. The man was tall and has brown hair. Leanne felt as she has met this man before, but she can't remember who it is. Finally Leanne spoke, "Can I help you?"
"Does George live here? George Weasley?" asked the man. Then, Leanne finally remembered. 'That Scottish accent' thought Leanne.
"You're… you're Oliver Wood, right?"
The man nodded and smiled. "Oh, yes, he does live her. But, I don't know where he is right now. Um, why don't you come in?"
"Thanks," said Oliver while he slowly stepped into the room. Leanne closed the door and Oliver sat down at the couch. "I'll go look for him."
Leanne searched to the kitchen, George's bedroom, the attic, and his invention room. But still, George was nowhere to be found. She walked back to the living room and shook her head. "I guess he went out. But you're welcome to stay if you want."
"Really?"
"Yes. I'm sure he'll be back soon."
"Thanks again… um. I'm sorry. I remember your face but I can't seem to remember."
"I'm Leanne. Leanne Summers. I was the Gryffindor's team Chaser when you were captain. Surely you must remember me."
Oliver grinned and nodded. "I remember you. You were pretty fast for a twelve year old."
Leanne nodded. "Well, I'm going to get dress since I'm only wearing this which is highly inappropriate," mumbled Leanne as she pointed to her bathrobe. She walked to her room and dressed herself in short jeans and her old muggle t-shirt. She walked barefooted back to the living room and saw Oliver standing in front of the fireplace. He was looking at the pictures on the shelf on the fireplace.
"I don't want to be rude, but, why are you here?"
Oliver turned around and his eyes were locked at Leanne's body for a moment before meeting her eyes. "Oh, nothing, I just need George's help."
She walked over to him and looked at the set of pictures in front of them. She looked at the picture from when she, George, and Lee were in Susan's picnic on the Hogwarts grounds three years ago. Then the one that was taken on Christmas 1999. Then when she and George were in muggle London. She and Oliver watched as those three pictures and the others moved slowly.
"I'm assumed you live here too."
Leanne smiled. "Your assumption is right."
"Are you… his girlfriend or-"
"Who's? George's? Oh no, we're just roommates. He's with Angelina. Angelina Johnson. I bet you remember her."
"Yeah."
There was a silent moment and Leanne took her eyes off of Oliver. She scanned the shelf and accidentally spotted a picture of George with him. Fred. They were laughing in front of their new joke shop back in 1996. They both looked so happy. Everything was perfect back then.
"You miss him, don't you?" asked Oliver carefully.
Leanne only nodded. She couldn't take her eyes off of Fred's happy cheeky face.
"I'm really sorry…" Oliver slowly placed his hand on her shoulder.
"It's okay, er, it's been three years. I should be over him. But I guess life have other plans for me."
Oliver didn't say anything. He then changed the topic by saying, "You've grown. I swear, last time I saw you, you were this short," he gestured in front of his stomach. "And still so young. You were thirteen when I left, right?"
"Yeah." She smiled. She looked over to Oliver and noticed he was looking at her. They stared at each other's eyes for a moment. Oliver's chocolate brown eyes were scanning Leanne's light hazel's own. He felt a slight of fuzzy warm feeling building inside of him. Their little staring competition came to an end when they both heard a knock on the door. Leanne quickly left Oliver and went to the door. She opened it and came George Weasley holding a few bags of groceries in his hands.
George just walked passed her as he tried to balance those bags. He headed to the kitchen and seconds later, they heard a 'thud'.
Leanne jogged to the kitchen and she couldn't help but laugh at the sight of George sitting on the floor with the groceries all over the floor. Looks like he took a fall. Oliver followed her and he chuckled and lend out a loud 'tsk tsk tsk'.
"What?" asked George.
Leanne walked to him and bended down. She picked up the groceries that were unharmed. Oliver instead walked to George and gave him a hand.
"Wood! Good to see you, mate!" said George cheerfully.
"It's good to see you too, Weasley." Oliver nodded.
"How long have you been here?"
"For ten minutes or more."
"Boys! Please, take the conversation to the living room. I'll clean this up," said Leanne as she pulled out a small towel from on of the cabinets.
"Need any help?" asked Oliver as he stared at Leanne.
"No, thanks. I got this. Now, run along to your little reunion."
The boys left the kitchen and Leanne started picking up the snacks and drinks from the floor. She threw some to the cabinet and some she put in the fridge. She sighed loudly when she saw some sort of liquid on the floor. She looked closer and noticed there are some eggs cracking slowly on the floor. Besides that, there's a bottle of red wine already smashed completely. She grunted and she picked up the small pieces of broke glasses off of the floor. She was moving too fast so the glass slowly ripped her palm skin to little cuts. She stood and threw the glasses away.
"You sure you don't need any help?"
Leanne looked over her shoulder and saw Oliver Wood standing against the wall near the door. Leanne shook her head.
Oliver went to the dining table and sat there. "George went downstairs to close his shop early." Leanne only nodded as she arranged the groceries into their cabinets.
"Your hand…"
"Oh, this. This is absolutely nothing."
"And why is that?"
"I'm an Auror. I got hurt a lot. It's part of the job."
"You're an Auror? Why am I not surprised? You work with Potter and Weasley, then?"
"Yeap. Harry is kind of… my boss. Enough about me. You're in Puddlemere United, right?"
"Yeah, how did you know that?"
"You're practically famous. I've seen your picture somewhere in a magazine saying that you're one of 'Ten Most Attractive Keeper of All Time' or something like that."
"Really? How did I rank?"
"I remember you were a four or a five. I don't know, I forgot." She shrugged.
He chuckled. "That's pretty high."
She rolled her eyes and stood up. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands. She turned around and saw Oliver looking at her. The she asked, "What?"
"Nothing… Just… Nothing."
Leanne then walked out of the kitchen and Oliver followed. They both sat down on the couch and waited for George's return. They waited for a moment and George entered the room with a hand full of keys. He then sat on the small couch across from Leanne and Oliver and said, "So, Oliver, what brings you here?"
"You already heard the news, right?"
George nodded. "Wait. What news?" asked Leanne.
Right that second, there was a knock on the door. Nobody stood and Leanne decided to get it. She answered the door and saw no other than Angelina Johnson in front of her. "Hey!" greeted the woman.
"Hey. George's right there. Come in."
Angelina stepped into the room and was greeted with George's peck on her forehead immediately. Her hair was loose today. No braids or curls. Just plain and straight. She then saw Oliver Wood on the couch and they made their little reunion. The four chatted for a moment until Leanne got an owl. She was summoned to go to the office as soon as possible by Harry because there was a little trouble. She then packed her wand, wallet, and changed into a proper outfit. She left the three graduated Gryffindors without a word.
