A/N There will be one more chapter after this…A wrapping up chapter. I like the idea of a ten chapter fanfiction and I think elongating it anymore will just…Ruin it.
ferret nin-I KNOW ;-; I'M SO GLAD THEY'RE TOGETHER AND IT WAS SO FUCKING THANK YOU FOR STICKING AROUND c:

Oliver Pov

School was back in session and most things were back to normal, or normalcy to a sort of degree. It was hard to keep my focus on Quidditch, on teaching the first years which was kind of a first for me. My head was always entranced with Quidditch, and even if it wasn't, it was always somewhere in his mind. Today was different though, I had no interest whatsoever in what was going on. Maybe it was because the next day I would be going to Hogsmeade with Seamus.

McGonagall was not too thrilled with us dating; she had to go over some guidelines with me. Yet, she didn't say we had to stop it, I don't think she would have taken back her word. She told me to keep public display of affection to a minimum which I was okay with, I was trying to keep our relationship as hidden as it could because of the fact Seamus would probably get some grief because of the fact he was with a Professor.

Class was finally over, at least with the first years and I felt guilty for not giving them my undivided attention. One student had to call my name five times before I even responded. "Have a good day!" I shouted after my students as I hurried off to my office, finalizing some things before getting ready to go to the Great Hall.

I was on my way there when I heard some students and it sounded like something was going on. I turned the corner and saw Hermione, Seamus, and Dean whispering things among themselves. "Look it will go away." I caught Hermione saying and I was a bit curious. I glanced around, making sure there was nobody else before I walked over to the three, wrapping my arms around Seamus who jumped.

"What are we talking about?" I asked as they gave me a weak hi. "Nothing, we were just talking about classes and such." Dean answered nonchalantly; getting unenthusiastic head nods from the other two. "Right." Seamus muttered quietly and I became suspicious. "Well did something happen in classes or-"I started to ask before the brunette girl interrupted me.

"Would you look at the time? We were supposed to meet up with Ronald and Ginny a while ago, come on Dean." She said as she grabbed his hand and dragged him away, not that he looked upset at the fact he was getting away from me. I frowned in confusion, was it about me? Were they trying to avoid me?

"What happened in class?" I asked Seamus as I let go of him and he turned to face me. I gaped as I saw his eyes, bruised and swollen. I ran my finger down the side of his face and frowned. "Who did this?" I asked seriously and he just shrugged. "I had a bad day is all, I am a bit clumsy…Gave it to myself." He answered with a smile. I almost believed him, almost.

"Seamus as a professor I think I deserve the right to know what happened to you so I can take care of it." I said with a frown, adding the fact that I was his boyfriend in my head. "Don't worry about it, nothing happened. It was my fault anyways." He said with a smile as he kissed me gently. "I'll see you at dinner; I'm going to do a bit of homework with Harry and Draco a bit okay?" He asked as I looked at him, still a bit unsure if I should let him go or not. "Alright." I said reluctantly as he started walking away. "Our date is still scheduled for tomorrow though right?" I asked as he glanced over his shoulder at me. "Of course!" He answered which made me feel slightly more at ease.

I could see them whispering at the Gryffindor table at dinner and it made me want to go over there and demand they told me exactly what was going on. I knew I should trust my boyfriend, I know that, but obviously something was going on or everyone wouldn't be huddled around him. What had happened in class? I knew they wouldn't tell me, if it was something I would worry about which it probably was, they would never tell me. They were all too careful to let it slip in front of me.

I wish I didn't have to sit with the teachers for dinner, I wish I could go sit by my friends and my wonderful partner. But of course I knew I couldn't, it would make the students suspicious and it would upset McGonagall, because she didn't approve fully which we understood. I played with my food a bit, glancing around the Great Hall, trying to avoid looking at them. Tomorrow would be better, I had a date and everything would go perfectly.

The next day did not go as perfect as I hoped it would. Seamus and I got into a fight at Honeydukes because I had stupidly brought up the day before. My better judgment knew not to do it but did I listen? No, of course not, seeing his black eye made me worry even more. He said I didn't trust him, I said that I didn't appreciate being lied to, and it just took off from there, we had to leave the shop and argue in hushed voices. There were so many people around; I wouldn't be surprised if all of them knew about Seamus and me.

So after arguing with him for about thirty minutes I said something stupid. One of the stupidest things that could have been said when we've only been together for the short amount of time we've been together. Maybe it would be better if we hadn't gotten together in the first place. I didn't really mean it, the anger got the better of me and the horrific words stumbled out of my mouth on its own accord. Too bad for me the words came out of my mouth, and it sounded exactly like me.

That's how I made my boyfriend cry. That's how I almost ruined a relationship between the two of us. I knew that he wouldn't forgive me for a long time but he didn't say we were over, so I had some hope. I found Hermione and Ron and Harry and Draco. They all weren't amused when I told them the story calling me awful and saying that was just terrible. I felt guilty enough as it is, but they did have a point.

"What do you think I should do?" I asked them quietly as I shoved my hands in my pants pockets. "If Harry did that to me he would have to get me something expensive." Draco said having Harry nudge him slightly. "Draco might be onto something." Hermione said, giving me her famous look of disapproval. "A gift couldn't hurt. You can't buy your way out of it but you certainly can help persuade him." Ron added after his girlfriend, ignoring the glare that Hermione was now shooting him.

So I did just that, I got him a gift and wrote him a cute little letter and I made sure to get to Hogwarts before he would and place it on his bed. I was awake all night tossing and turning in my bed, wondering if he would forgive me or not. I couldn't go to the Great Hall in the morning and face him, what if he still didn't forgive me? So instead I went to my office, my safe place.

He forgave me. He found me in my office, a small smile on his face as he came over and hugged me. "You're an idiot." He whispered as he buried his head against my chest and I let out a light chuckle. "I know." I responded as I held him close in my arms.

-Seamus POV-

It was now the beginning of March, school would be over soon and I was ecstatic. Things between Oliver and I were going splendid, we didn't have any huge arguments for the time being and we had had a wonderful Valentine's day, in secret of course.

What he didn't know is that a majority of the student body knew that we were together, and that's why I was always bullied. He couldn't know that though, he would get upset with himself if I told him. So, I begged all of my friends to keep it a secret and he was too oblivious and too uncaring to listen to the rumors going around the school.

"Bye guys! I'll catch up with you later!" I shouted as my friends started walking off to go get lunch. Oliver said he had something special planned for us down by the lake, so down to the lake I went, beaming at the magnificent grade I got on my potions paper. It only took eight years to get an outstanding mark.

"So who'd you have to shag to get that grade?" A voice shouted behind me and I let out sigh, I knew it had to be one of the other eighth years, no doubt a Slytherin, who had been bullying me about my relationship. "Look, I don't want any trouble." I said in an almost pleading voice. "Neither do I, I just wanted to know how it feels to shag yourself to get the grades you get." The boy smirked.

"No one, I'm not shagging anyone." I said a bit annoyed as I tucked my potions paper in my school bag. "Just because I have a relationship with a professor doesn't mean I shag him so he can convince the others to boost my grade." I said in a monotone voice, I had said that numerous times since after Christmas holidays and I was getting sick of it. "Right, sure you didn't. I bet you do though, I bet that's the only reason you're with him. You're a bit like a prostitute then aren't you?" The boy sneered, letting out a malicious laugh.

I opened my mouth to say something but then someone started talking, and it wasn't me or the boy. "What was that?" The voice behind me asked the voice I knew very well by this point. Well shit, he wasn't ever supposed to find out about this. He wasn't supposed to know anything that happened to me because we were together. "O-Oliver!" I squeaked as I turned around to see him. "I mean Professor Wood. Hi, nothing's going on, we're just teasing each other, you know, some guy talk. "I rambled as he shot me a glare and I shut up immediately, looking down at my feet.

"Nothing sir, we were just having a friendly conversation." The Slytherin boy lied coolly, making me think bitter thoughts. "Really, are you positive? Well, it didn't sound too friendly to me. Why don't you head down to Headmistress McGonagall's office and get yourself a nice detention? It's all out of fun and all." Oliver said in a stern voice, making me bite my lip. "But I didn't-"The boy started before Oliver shook his head. "I heard it all; now go before I do something that will make me lose my job." He said in a dangerously low voice. It must have scared the Slytherin too because I heard him run off.

"Come on." Oliver said as he roughly grabbed my hand and dragged me the rest of the way down to the lake where there was a picnic waiting for us. "Well this is nice honey." I said sweetly as I looked up at him but his face didn't change from the serious expression and I must admit, it got me a bit nervous. "What?" I asked meekly as he finally let go of my hand and I put my stuff down.

"Why didn't you tell me this is what you were going through? Why didn't anyone tell me you were being harassed by a bunch of Neanderthals?" He asked in a demanding tone. "I didn't want you to blame yourself and I was taking care of it myself." I answered, feeling as if I was a child getting scowled by a parent.

"Do you call getting taunted, and called names, and getting bruises handling things? I wouldn't have blamed myself too much and I would have gotten over it if I did! I could have stopped all of this in the beginning and sent all of them to McGonagall's office and that sure as hell would have shut them up!" He yelled and I felt tears in my eyes. "I-I'm sorry." I whispered, not knowing what else I could have said at that point.

We both stood where we were for a few minutes, me trying to not cry and him trying to calm down. He walked over to me and gave me a hug, staying silent. "Next time this happens you tell me okay?" He asked softly and I nodded my head as I looked at him, a small smile on my face. "Well, most people already know about us, so at least we don't have to keep this a secret anymore."

He let out a chuckle and sat down, pulling me down beside him. "Right, you have a point there." He said as he kissed me gently, wiping away the stray tears. "Now, let's see…" He trailed off as he started taking things out of the picnic basket. "I packed all your favorites."