If you recognize it, it's not mine.

The next morning they both woke at 5am and got out of bed. Oliver was looking forward to going back to work after his week-long break, whereas Hermione was an anxious mess. She knew she was just watching today, but tomorrow she had to take the lead and she wasn't looking forward to it. They didn't need to go until 6:30am so Hermione decided to go for a run, something she did sometimes when she was nervous, or upset, or any negative emotion really.

The two left at 6:30 on the dot. They tumbled out of the floo on the other side, well Hermione did. Oliver was laughing at her and helping her up when the team rounded the corner quietly, intent on seeing the Oliver Wood laugh at 6 in the morning. Hermione stood and punched him in the arm making him laugh harder.

"Stop it you git. It's not my fault you wizards decided traveling by fireplace was such a grand idea." She huffed and crossed her arms mumbling about stupid purebloods. He finally got himself under control.

"Mia, you've lived here for what, 6 years? You need to learn how to floo properly."

"Yeah and of those six years I was petrified for one and unable to floo for months during another." He bowed to her and offered his arm. She laughed and took it. They approached the team that was watching them.

"Hello boys" Hermione spoke, they all gave their greetings, and the coach walked over.

"Ah, Hermione perfect timing on my part. Team you all know Hermione, well you're about to get to know her more so get used to her being around." Mills said cryptically while walking away and into the coach's box.

"What does that mean?" Stephen Jones asked his friend.

"Mia is the new assistant coach and team strategist." Oliver told them, all the shocked faces turned to her.

"Today I'm just observing your skills and such, tomorrow I'm running the practice so I can get all the other variables I need and put what I have to the test." The team smiled slightly and they all went into the coach's box. Hermione stood by the coach when he beckoned her.

"Okay, I want you all to do the play I showed you on Saturday, Wood you just need to sit pretty in the hoops and stop everything." The coach smiled and Oliver chuckled a little when the team grinned. They all thought he'd never seen the play when, as captain, he got to approve them all and, with Hermione, help make them.

The team practiced for 10 and a half hours that day with only half an hour of that for lunch. When the day was done Hermione had everything she needed and had figured out which players were who. She did have a cheat sheet though, with their numbers and names written down the side of a page. Hermione was also armed with a plan for tomorrow, and no matter how much Oliver bugged she wouldn't tell him, or Coach Mills.

Hermione and Oliver made dinner and sat at the bar in the kitchen. They discussed things for the wedding for a time until an owl tapped at the window. Oliver went to get up to let it in, but Hermione pushed him into his seat and did it herself.

"You know I am capable of opening a window right?"

"You just finished a 10 hour practice and were complaining that you were tired all through making dinner, so you are staying seated." She told him opening the window and letting Sirius' owl in. Hermione took the letter and gave the owl a treat. She sat with Oliver knowing they wanted a reply, and read the she paled as she read and dropped the note in shock Oliver took it and read the note over.

Kitten,

They want us all at the burrow on the day before Charlie's wedding as an engagement party of sorts. We need to go, Harry blackmailed me, but they invited all of us. That includes fiancés. I don't really understand why, but still you and Oliver should be there. Oh by the way how was work today?

Yours,

Siri.

Oliver knew what had happened the last few times Hermione went to the burrow and almost just said they couldn't go. He soon thought better though and wrapped his fiancé in a hug and just held her for a few moments before speaking.

"Mia, we really should go. I know you don't want to and I don't either but Harry and Luna will be there. So will the rest of your family. Don't you want to see them all; and Bill and Percy?" he asked, at her nod he let her go, wrote and sent a letter to Sirius, and got up taking her with him. He walked them to the library sending a charm back at the dishes to clean themselves. Oliver sat and just held her in his lap for hours until her breathing evened out. She was asleep and he brought her up to bed, transfiguring her clothing into pajamas like the ones she usually wore, he crawled into bed with her and held her through the night.

Oliver still hadn't brought up the nightmare thing to Hermione and figured he would later. Definitely before their wedding, hopefully she would know what it meant.

The next morning went much as the day before had. Hermione woke, ate, ran, and fell out of the floo on the other end. Only this time the whole team and the coach were there laughing. Hermione grumbled and stood; one glare and all laughing ceased. After all her temper wasn't known for nothing, and they'd all seen what she did to the dummy after being attacked. The team went into the coach's box and Mills handed the reins over to Hermione as he sat back and looked over a play idea she had.

"Okay so today I want to figure out some of your stats that aren't necessarily broadcasted through the network or might not seem important. To start I want you all to reach your maximum speeds and hold it for as long as possible. We will start with the reserves and we will go one at a time." They did just that, she went through the whole team and surprisingly Oliver was the fastest flyer from the get go but couldn't hold it very long; he was better for bursts of speed. Dan Ajax, the seeker, was second fastest and could hold it for 5 minutes before he started to slow down. The rest were around the same speed and could hold it for a good amount of time, around 15 minutes. This was perfect and just what she had predicted. The whole exercise was done in 2 hours.

"Okay now I want to see how compact you can be on your brooms, that way I can see who can fly between players the best. So I'm going to conjure and levitate some blocks with different sized holes for you to fly through. Oliver and Carlos this isn't really something you need to do but you still can if you want." She told them conjuring big red blocks with different sized holes in them for the players to fly through.

"I think I might sit this one out." Carlos said looking at the multitude of boxes and the smallest hole; Oliver nodded. Keepers were, after all, traditionally tall and both of them were over 6 feet and the small hole was slightly daunting. They finished that with only a few people falling and a lot of laughing from the keepers.

"Okay one more test and that's it for me. I want to see how fast you can turn and stop. This should help me when I'm designing and finalizing certain aspects of the play the coach is looking at right now." They all seemed quite fast at the whole turning and stopping thing. Some were quicker than others, but that was to be expected. Oliver excelled at both and Hermione had the distinct feeling he could play any of the positions if asked. After practice was over for the day they were the last two there with the coach who just wanted to give them an updated game schedule for the year.

"Hey Ollie, how many of the positions can you play aside from keeper?"

"All of them technically; seeker is my worst and keeper is my best. But I'm a pretty fair beater and chaser if need be. I like to keep all my skills sharp and I think if we ever had an accident where we lost both reserve and first string it would be a good thing someone else could take their place while Carlos took mine." She nodded.

"Do any of the other players know how to play the other roles?" he shook his head, and she grinned. "You know you were the best at almost everything except holding your speed, but you surpassed everyone else by a landslide. If they could all play the other positions do you think they could refine their other skills?"

"You might be onto something there Mia. Maybe we should speak to coach about it tomorrow. It might take a few more practices before he agrees though." Oliver warned

"But it could help us win." Hermione said firmly before going through the floo and Oliver following her and helping her off the floor, again.