A/N: This is possibly the second last chapter, I haven't decided yet. Thanks to my reviewers and don't worry, Oliver stops being a 'total dickweed' (haha ily Jackie) ;)

Disclaimer: I don't have the creativity needed to own Harry Potter.

Slap

The sound of Sasha's hand hitting Oliver's face echoed through the halls. Tears were streaming down her face even faster than they were just a moment ago. Gradually, her blind rage was replaced by shock. Slowly, she brought her hand up to look at it; her palm was slightly pink and her fingers were shaking uncontrollably. Oliver looked just as shocked as she did, his head was turned to his right and his left cheek had already turned into a bright red.

"I've had enough of you!" At first Sasha was surprised at the words that had come out of her mouth, she had been meaning to apologise. She tried to stop, but finally letting out her steam felt so good. "Ever since September you've been this huge asshole to me! Okay so maybe once in a while you acted like an okay guy but…but…but…"

Well, maybe she didn't have enough steam to keep going. She looked at him for a moment more and when she saw that he wasn't looking at her she placed her face in her hands and sobbed uncontrollably. After a minute or so, she stopped and gave one final sniffle. She turned and walked down the corridor, trying to find Mcgonagall's office.

Before long Sasha returned with the professor following closely behind. When they reached the spot where Sarah was lying paralysed, Sasha stepped back and watched the teacher handle it. Soon, there was a crowd forming. Only when she was with other people, she risked talking to Oliver again.

"I'm sorry." At first she was confused. She didn't remember saying those words even though she had been planning to. And if it was her, then she thought she must have cried a lot because her voice sounded unnaturally deep for her. Then she realised that she didn't say it.

"I'm sorry." Oliver said again, he had suddenly appeared right beside her. "You're right. I have been an asshole. And not that I think of it, I'm pretty sure it's only because you said you hated quidditch. I know, that was all the way back to the train ride, but I've been one to hold a grudge. I'm really sorry you made the beginning of your year really nasty; hit me all you want, I deserve it. I'll make it up to you sometime; I promise."

By now Sasha's face was a bright red, and she couldn't find the right spot to focus her eyes on. Once again, without her wanting to, her tears began to overflow and she flung herself at him. When she felt his arms wrap around her, she sobbed again. Then she began talking with a voice that was so quiet that Oliver could barely hear her.

"You're wrong. You're the only thing that's made this year liveable."

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Sasha hesitated before the closed door. Normally she would be in Transfiguration, but classes had been cancelled because of Sarah being paralysed the night before. She couldn't figure out what to do this day, so she decided on fulfilling her promise to Moaning Myrtle. Now she was standing outside the second floor girls' bathroom beginning to regret her decision.

After standing in front of the door for a good part of five minutes, she began to question her sanity. Why in the world was she visiting a ghost? She was afraid of ghosts, actually, now that she thought of it, she was afraid of a lot of things. She took a deep breath and opened the door, completely not expecting to see what she saw.

"What are you three doing here?" Sasha's voice seemed to startle the bushy-haired girl so much that she almost knocked over her cauldron. "Wait, let me rephrase that question: what are you two doing here?" she said, pointing to the two boys.

Harry, Ron and Hermione seemed to be at a loss for words. They kept looking at each other trying to think of an excuse. But Sasha had finally realised that she was looking at Harry Potter, and then she shook her head.

"No, never mind then, I don't particularly want to know what you're doing. Don't worry I'm not a prefect or anything. Just try not to…blow up the school with whatever you guys are brewing okay? I don't particularly want to have to transfer again," She gave a strangled smile and walked back out the door she had just come though. Before she fully turned she was pretty sure she saw a bespectacled translucent head poke out from around the corner.

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Before long Sasha found herself in the owlry trying to get a school owl to come down from its perch. Eventually she gave up and decided to send her mother the letter tomorrow. When she entered the castle doors again she was attacked by a head of blonde hair.

"Sasha!! Happy Birthday!" Mandy let her go and held out a small box that changed colours every couple of seconds. "My headmaster let me come and visit you, and Dumbledore said it was all good."

Sasha stared at her for a second, a bemused expression on her face. As if on cue, Oliver entered the entrance hall, face equally confused. "I didn't know it was your birthday today."

"Neither did I," she muttered, "What day is today?"

Mandy looked at her like she belonged in a mental asylum. "Its December 6th, your birthday. You're seventeen now, and legally, well in magic standards, an adult!"

Sasha stared at her for another moment then realisation crossed her face. She grabbed Mandy's hands, being careful of the present, and squealed while jumping up and down. "I'm seventeen! I'm seventeen! I'm seventeen! I'm seventeeeeeeeen!!!" Oliver was looking at the two girls with an amused expression on his face.

"You're not acting it…anyways, since it's your birthday I should show you something. Meet me here at say…eight o'clock?" He almost laughed when Sasha's expression turned worried.

"But we're not allowed out of the common room that late," Sasha protested still hugging onto her friend, "I don't want to get in trouble, or be paralysed for that matter."

"Aw, come on! It's not like you haven't broken the rules before, and you know the disillusionment charm, just use that!" After a few moments of pondering, Sasha agreed.

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"In the library again? I thought I told you all there is to know yesterday," She looked up from her book, for once it wasn't one about the chamber, and her hazel eyes found Adrian's smiling face. In his hands was a square object that was wrapped quite crudely. "Happy Birthday,"

"How did you know it was my birthday?" Sasha was wearing the necklace Mandy had given her. Her friend had to depart, but she didn't leave before forcing Sasha to put on the piece of jewellery, which had Sagittarius's sign and changed colour to her mood. Now she was kind of put down, she seemed to be one of the only people who didn't know her birthday was today.

"It was kind of hard to miss. You were practically screaming 'I'm seventeen!' in the hall earlier. It's not much, but I got you something." Sasha blushed and mumbled that he didn't have to have given her anything, but she took the large box nonetheless. She gasped as she opened it. Carefully, she scooped the little ornament up in her hands. "Adrian, this is beautiful!

He grinned. "It's kind of old, it was my sister's I hope you like it. I have to go now, I've been away from the common a little bit too long." The he walked away.

Sasha barely even looked up to watch him leave. Lightly she shook the snow globe again and watched as the snow fell on top of a tiny broomstick that was flying around Hogwarts.

A/N: Okay so, I'm getting sloppy. I apologise (:
Thanks again to my reviewers! Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated:D
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