This was the biggest match the crew had played as of yet, if they lost, they wouldn't be able to play Slythrerin for the title. It meant the world to each and every one of them for different reasons. The skies were clear enough for them not to run into the same problems that they did with Hufflepuff and even if they weren't each player was so fierce it wouldn't have mattered. Oliver didn't even make much of a speech as they waited before kick off, he knew he didn't have too. The tension between the group was palpable as is, the only option was to take it on the Ravenclaws. The signal went off and so did they, playing as if the school would implode if they didn't, before any of them knew it, they were up by eighty points. Angelina raced full force after a chaser, she made the mistake of glancing as she passed by the Slytherin side and slightly lost focus as she took in Montague being the only Slytherin player not up throwing jeers at them, her momentary lax in playing seemed to cause a chain reaction and Ravenclaw began to stage a comeback. Angelina was so angry at herself for even letting Montague enter her head during something as important as this match. She threw herself back in it full force as Katie scored again and thankfully, Harry caught the Stitch. Ecstatic, the full team forgot any ill feelings were among any of them and they celebrated mid-air. As soon as they reached the ground, Angelina ran over and jumped into Wood's arms,

"Told you we get you that title!" She screamed, "Gryffindor!"

"Gryffindor!" he yelled back as people began to flood out of the stands

Fred and George had finally put Harry down from lifting him on their shoulders and Fred made his way over to Angelina smiling wickedly, He took her by the waist and dipped her back low, and kissed Angelina long and hard as catcalls and whistles came from onlookers. She tried to break-free after realizing how wrong it was no matter how good it felt and began looking frantically to the Slytherin side that was mostly empty at this point. Montague stood there, hands in fists, all but volatile. He held her stare before storming away. She pushed her way through the crowd, being picked up a time or two. She would never make it to him before he got to the castle and to the dungeons, her happiness over winning was suddenly mixed with dread, boy she knew she was in for it now. She let herself be carried with the hysteria that was leading its way to the Gryffindor common room. As the massive gang made its way back to the school it hit her, she turned and winced trying to make out any figures in the wooded area the Slytherins so often hid.

"VIADUCT!" She heard who could only be him yell loudly

Knowing exactly what that meant, she pushed her way to the front of the crowd but couldn't fight being swept up the steps of Gryffindor tower and the common room. Giving up, she made her way up to her room and threw her robes onto her bed opting to change clothes before heading to the viaduct. After throwing on jeans and a cami, she made her way back down the stairs, Fred was waiting at the stairwell, the last person she wanted to have to deal with at that moment.

"I'm sorry, it was just instinct. Felt natural though, didn't it?" He ployed, trying to lighten the situation pulling her to him as he tried to make himself heard over a rousing verse of 'He's a jolly good fellow' as the crowd had lifted Wood chair and all in the air.

"Not now, Fred. In fact, just not. No." She said pushing herself out of his arms and removing anything that stood in between her and getting out of the room. Nothing was going to delay her this time. She made her way up the steps of the paved courtyard and up the indoor stairs leading to the viaduct, remembering what happened between the two there before. After what seemed like a century, she reached the top and made her way across the large, stone covered bridge. He stood in the very center; just gazing over the edge down, still dressed in what he wore to the match.

"It meant nothing." She began, just wanting to get it over with.

"If you are going to lie to me, do a better job at it." He spat at her angrily, " Nothing happened my ass" He said feeling a fool for letting himself be played by her the day before.

"I told Fred no, I swear it, it was kissing. It was always just saw it, he just took me."

"And you let him, cause it's what is expected, right? What's normal and ordinary right? Gryff and Gryff? That's what you always wanted nothing changed..What am I? Something to entertain you till he rolls out of that Burcklehurst girl's bed."

"That's not true. I've tried."

"Oh it's not, is it? You did, did you? Well then, tell Weasley to stop slobbering you down each time he gets the chance, stop giving him the chance and jumping when he tells you too, tell your girls to fuck off ."

"This hasn't been easy." She cried, feeling her chest tighten and her knees buckle a bit. This felt horrible, she couldn't imagine anything worst.

"Bullshit it isn't. Stop giving a damn about every little thing they want and do what I know you want....you don't know how easy that is in comparison to.." he began before stopping himself,"...You have no idea how far I was willing to go for us."
"Was? There isn't much more I can do, I---this has been surreal, I don't even know how--or if, this could possibly be---"
"It can cause it already is. Fuck Weasley."

"I'm sorry." She replied actually feeling tears escaping."I know it's been so crazy.."

"You mean, unreal? " Montague shouted, "This has nothing to do with me and them, it's always been me and you. When the fuck are you going to see that? They don't even know about me so how hell …"

"No don't go there, Fred knows now that I don't want him."

"Then what was that earlier?" Montague stood there and laughed to himself, cradling the bridge of his nose, before losing it again in realization,

"WOW, no no, for the first time I see you really don't get it. I don't fight with you. This isn't WITH you, it's FOR you. NO, I am tired of fighting you for you. Don't you realize, I am worth fighting for? 'Cause I am. Once you are ready to choose me over your pride, I'll be over there waiting to start 'Happily Ever After'..."He angrily growled, she reached for his arm and he slapped her hand away,

He walked away as she backed out of his way onto one of the pillars of the bridge and just slid down, halfway back to the door he turned back around.

"No." He said still livid, "No, I won't. To hell with waiting, I'm done, Johnson. You win but let me tell you, you lost the only real thing you ever had. I would have given it all for you."