A/N 1: Updates aren't as quick as I would have liked them to be because truthfully, I had writer's block for the past week. I mean, I have a general idea of how the story will end up but I was lacking inspirations on the details. Thankfully, I have some reserve chapters which is why I am able to update in spite of the writer's block. But I'm happy to say that I have finally written another chapter after a whole week so hopefully, I'm back on schedule. Just a heads up for the future.

A/N 2: This is strictly a Luke and Olivia chapter as the title depicts. I was debating on when to write this chapter but decided it made sense for now since I didn't want to just abruptly stop their story without more explanation. And since Teddy and Victoire's relationship will be taking center stage for the next few chapters, I wanted to at least devote one chapter for them. Their story doesn't end here though, even if it seems so otherwise.

Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter.

Chapter 11

Olivia's POV

She was only trying to lead Luke onto Teddy's couch but instead; she fell on top of him. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity; even when someone knocked on the door, their eyes never left each other. Suddenly, while everyone else cleared out, Luke pulled her closer and without warning, he kissed her. It was a small kiss but it was enough to bring back the hurt memories Olivia had long stored away. But could she really blame him? He was drunk and she let it pass. When Teddy came back to check on them, Olivia stood up to leave.

"Well I should get going, take care of him Ted," she said in a state of panic as she tried to find her purse. She finally found the bag on the chair and ran for the door. But it seemed like Luke wasn't as drunk as she thought.

"Wait," he called out. Olivia shut her eyes and begged him to not say anything.

"So that's it? I just kissed you and you act like nothing happened," Luke said.

Olivia watched as Teddy stare at the two of them in disbelief, she knew she had let her face show that they had indeed kissed but she didn't care at this moment. "Because it was nothing!" she shouted. Olivia wanted to believe what she just said with all her heart.

"I knew I shouldn't have come," she muttered. She thought that she could handle being friends with Luke again but she underestimated the power he had over her. She turned to leave again but Luke caught her wrist.

"Don't pretend like you didn't feel that," he challenged with a fierce face.

Teddy backed away and cleared his throat, "Right, well, I'll just go to my room and let you two be."

"No, we're done here," Olivia cut in and yanked her arm away from Luke's grip before she slammed the door and left. She was thankful that Luke had not gone after her because she honestly didn't know if she could resist him. No, she needed to move on for good, she was with Clark, she reminded herself.

Before she entered her flat, she took deep breaths and fixed her flustered appearance. When she unlocked the door, the room was dark, which was unusual because she assumed Clark would have been home already. "Clark?" she called.

At the sound of her voice, the lights turned on and Clark appeared standing in front of the dinning table. When Olivia looked closer, she noticed the normally plain table was dressed with a white tablecloth. On top of the table, there were two candles, two sets of plates and two wine glasses. Olivia clutched her chest in surprise, "You did this for me?"

Clark smirked, "No, I was waiting for someone else who isn't my girlfriend to show up and surprise them with a romantic dinner."

Olivia immediately smiled and swatted Clark in the arm, "You prat!"

Clark grabbed her by the waist and kissed her. "But you're my prat," Olivia whispered into his ear.

"M'lady," Clark said as he pulled out a chair for her. With a wave of his wand, he summoned food that he had already prepared. Clark was actually an excellent chef and Olivia was thankful because even though she was decent, she didn't enjoy the strenuous task. Olivia's eyes sparkled in awe as she looked from one side of the table to the other. She was shocked and overwhelmed, so much so that she had forgotten about her angry bout with Luke.

After the last course was finished, Olivia readied herself to clean the dishes. However, Clark didn't let her stand up and instead, kissed her fervently. "Clark, I don't want the dishes to accumulate," Olivia giggled but couldn't contain herself and kissed him back.

Clark smirked against her lips before pulling back. Olivia gave a pout, Clark had made her want him in the first place and now he was stopping. Clark grinned before kneeling onto the floor. His hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. And before Olivia could erase her pout, Clark had opened the box.

"Olivia Claire White, will you marry me?" Clark asked, his brown eyes staring back her with love. Olivia started tearing up and before she knew it, she had leaned over Clark and kissed him.

"Yes," she said while nodding. Clark immediately pulled her into a hug and twirled them around. Olivia's laugh filled the room and when she was finally let down, Clark placed the ring onto her finger. Olivia gave a sly look at Clark before heading into the bedroom. It was silent for a few minutes before she opened the door by a slit and motioned with her finger for Clark to come into the bedroom.

Luke's POV

It was a week after Teddy's surprise party, his friend had left to America and he was now alone in the flat. Luke had been pacing around the flat, doing nothing but thinking of Olivia and how he had missed his chance with her. She looked demented from their last meeting after he had kissed her. Even though Luke knew she had a boyfriend, he couldn't help himself, after three years apart, he still felt the same for her and the kiss had proven it true. He knew what he had to do; he was going to fight for her. Luke decided to go straight to her office since his letters had gone unanswered.

"Luke, how can I help you?" Olivia asked in a friendly voice. Luke had arrived at the Ministry's law department and demanded to see her. The secretary had let him in without hesitation and from the looks of it, Olivia wasn't mad at him anymore. In fact, she seemed more chipper then usual and Luke decided this was the perfect time to make his move.

"Liv, you're not mad at me?" Luke asked cautiously.

Olivia furrowed her brow, "Why would I be mad at you?"

"No reason," he replied quickly. "I was wondering if you have time right now, maybe we can get some lunch?" Luke asked hopefully.

"Hmmm sorry, but I'm kind of swamped with case work today. But I have a small break I can take right now so if you wanted to talk," Olivia said as she finished writing a note.

Luke nodded and sat down on the visitor's chair. He looked at her and he knew she would notice his obvious stare but he didn't care. She was beautiful, her long ravenous hair tied up in a messy bun, her blue eyes were currently violet under the lighting and her smile was contagious. Luke immediately found himself smiling before glancing down. However, what he saw caused the grin to slide off of his face, he felt his chest tighten.

"Luke?" Olivia asked as she waved her hand in front of him in an attempt to snap him back to reality.

He suddenly became bitter as he eyed the ring that was on her left hand. Olivia must have noticed where he was staring because she immediately withdrew her hand. "Oh, that…" she started.

"OH?" Luke asked exasperatedly. "You have a damn ring on your finger and you didn't even bother to tell me?" Luke said and found himself standing up abruptly.

"I didn't think it mattered that much," Olivia whispered as she tried to look away from Luke. His gaze was penetrating and relentless.

"I'm your best friend Liv, how could you not tell me!" Luke shouted.

This had set Olivia off. "Best friend? Tell me Luke, do all best friends snog their friend when they know said friend already has a boyfriend?" Olivia shouted.

"Well, I don't want to just be your best friend anymore," Luke whispered as he rounded the desk that was previously separating them. He could see her breathing deepen as he walked closer. She tried to back away from him but was cornered. Luke now stood in front of Olivia with her back pressed against the wall. Luke dared to inch his face next to hers as he breathed in her scent. He started to lean in to kiss her but she turned away.

"Don't," she whispered in a halfhearted threatening tone. Luke knew by her voice that she wouldn't deny him; he tilted her face towards him and smiled as if saying that he wouldn't hurt her. He then closed the distance and pressed his lips onto hers. Slowly but surely, she opened her mouth to allow him entrance. Luke grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer.

Before they knew it, Luke had swept everything off of her desk and they were lying on top of the flat table. Their clothes had been thrown in all directions. In the heat of the moment, Olivia had moved her hips along his and the next thing he knew, he was doing the one thing that he had been dreaming of ever since Olivia agreed to date him in their sixth year. But the moment was gone just as quickly as it started, for Olivia seemed to have finally come to her senses.

"What the hell are we doing!" she cried as she pushed him out of her and quickly pulled on her clothes.

"I can believe you did that to me," she said. The disappointment painted on her face killed Luke.

"I'm sorry," Luke whispered.

"No, I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore, this isn't fair to Clark," Olivia started.

Luke looked up with hope but it didn't last long. "I can't see you anymore. You can't see me anymore, I love Clark," she finished. The last part had pierced through his heart like a sharp stake.

Olivia's POV

It had been a busy month and a half for Olivia. A local incident had caused the law department to overflow with work. She had more cases then she could handle but she didn't complain because if she had work, she didn't have to worry about the wedding, not to mention the little slip she had with Luke. Olivia decided it was better if Clark didn't find out about it. Her wedding was to take place in seven months and the thought of planning it was dreadful. She was going to leave it off until later when she had more time. However, it seemed like she had been overworked because lately, she had begun feeling very sick. As of lately, she wakes up in the morning feeling nauseous and always have weird cravings at night. Clark had been pushing her to see a healer but Olivia didn't have the time.

But today was the last draw. Clark had made Olivia's favorite dinner because she was getting really picky about her foods. Olivia was ecstatic but when she took one bite of the chicken, she ran to the bathroom and started vomiting. Clark didn't wait any longer and dragged her to see a healer. Olivia was now lying on a St. Mungos bed, waiting to hear the results from the healers.

"You're going to be fine honey," Clark assured her.

Just then, the healer walked in with her file, "Yes, you are indeed going to be fine."

"So, it's not the flu or anything bad?" Olivia asked warily.

The healer chuckled, "No, quite the opposite. You are actually pregnant. I'd say you're about six or seven weeks along."

The healer continued reciting congratulations and listing the do's and don'ts, but all Olivia could hear was pregnant. "We're having a baby," she repeated to no one in particular, her face expressionless.

"We're having a baby!" Clark shouted before kissing Olivia on the forehead.

Olivia finally managed to smile before breaking into a happy sob, "I'm having a baby."

After finding out about the pregnancy, Olivia decided to move up the wedding so instead of waiting seven months, it would be in two months now. However, that also meant that she could not put the planning on hold anymore so she decided to take some time off of work.

Olivia was currently standing in front of Clark, the wizard standing beside them had just announced them husband and wife. "You may kiss the bride," he finished. In one fell swoop, Clark leaned down and kissed her, Olivia heard the crowd cheer and she had never been happier than this moment in her life. She had a career that she loved, a husband and soon to be baby. She had dreamed of this day for a long time but there was one thing that was still missing, her two best friends.

Teddy unfortunately was in America and had expressed his regrets about not being able to attend her short notice wedding due to his restricted schedule but promised to make it up to her when he got back. Luke however, was a different story. She had debated on whether she should invite him but in the end, decided that as her friend, he should be invited. Unfortunately, he had not responded to her R.S.V.P. and was currently nowhere in sight. She resigned to the idea that he was just doing what she had asked him, to not see each other anymore.

Thankfully, Clark had enough energy and bliss for the both of them and Olivia managed to enjoy the rest of her wedding without worrying about her missing friends.

Luke's POV

When Luke received the invitation, it had been a slap to the face. He knew she was engaged and that obviously meant a wedding was suppose to follow but he had secretly wished she wouldn't go through with it. But this wedding invitation had somehow sealed the deal. He didn't bother to answer it because if he did, it would mean that he was approving her relationship with Clark.

However, on the day of the wedding, where he had initially planned on drinking the day away, he came to his senses. He finally understood, that if he loved her, he was supposed to let her go. Luke quickly got dressed and apparated to the wedding. He waited until it started; he was only going to be there for a short time so he didn't want anyone seeing him.

Luke watched as Olivia walk down the isle with her father. She looked like the most beautiful woman he'd ever lead eyes on. He followed her until she stood at the alter with Clark. After the vows and ring exchanges, she was pronounced wife to Clark. Luke watched as they kissed, it was painful but at the same time, he was happy for her. He felt his tears streak down his cheeks, he hadn't cried in years but he thought this was the perfect time. "Goodbye Liv," Luke apparated away without another thought.