Chapter 25: Oliver is Awesome

A/N: shout out to ManonVarendaz! I'm really glad you like it! Even though I have multiple chapters left in this FanFic, I was thinking about writing multiple years of Ginny's life and was wondering how you all would feel about that. Please let me know. Also this chapter is for ITALY!

Snape's mood didn't improve the whole class, in fact, it worsened. It finally got to the point where no one was stupid enough to ask a question. We were so excited when the time came to clean up that Katrina accidently spilled all of her remaining ingredients on the floor.

"Bell." Snape hissed. Katrina gathered the scattered ingredients and stood up, red in the face.

"Sir?" she asked as innocently as possible. Snape went to say something, but closed his mouth and simply glared at her. No one said anything and the bell rang, signaling that we could leave. "I thought I was about to die." Katrina said as she walked next to me.

"I think we all did." Garrison said from the other side of Katrina. "Snape was already pissed enough and I thought you were going to push him over the edge to commit murder."

"Thank Merlin I'm alive."

"Let's just hope you make it through Wednesday with him." Katrina shuttered.

"I don't even want to think about that." A laugh rippled through our group. The rest of the day was surprisingly good. That was, until I saw Draco. I was coming down the stairs from dropping off my bag in the common room when I saw him shrug off pug-faced Parkinson. I heard myself gasp when I saw his arm in a sling.

"Draco! What happened?"

"Hagrid's Hippogriff, I was being an ass, trying to show off when the bloody bird attacked me."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he lowered his voice. "My arm is actually fine now, Pomfrey fixed it up beautifully, but Flint wants me to milk the hell out of."

"Are you?"

"Sorry babe, I'm still a Slytherin, so yeah." I sighed.

"I can't imagine what possessed me to fancy a Slytherin." He leaned over and kissed my cheek. We walked into the Great Hall and went our separate ways to our tables.

"What happened to him?" Owen asked as I slid onto the bench next to him.

"He said he was being an ass trying to show off in Care of Magical Creatures and the Hippogriff attacked him."

"Oh so he admitted he was being an ass?" I turned around to see Harry standing above me.

"Much to everyone's surprise, yes he did."

"I think I may have a heart attack. What have you done to him Ginny?"

"Not a clue."

"She has him wrapped around her finger is what's up." Will said from the other side of the table.

"I do not!" I said as I felt myself blush.

"Well I don't mind at all. Thanks." Harry leaned down and kissed my cheek. I felt myself blush even more.

"I like him, he's cool." Luke said. We all looked at him like he had lost his mind.

"Are you feeling okay mate?" Will asked. "The only people who don't like Harry are pricks." He put his hand on Luke's forehead. "Yeah, I think you're a little mentally ill." We all laughed. After dinner was over, we made the long trek back up the stairs to the Gryffindor tower. A lovely pissed Snape had assigned us a paper on the potion we had made in class today. We down on the couches in front of the fireplace and began to work on our homework. I was sitting on the floor leaned against Will's legs writing my paper when Oliver came over.

"Hey!" he said to all of us.

"Hey Wood!" Will and Garrison said. They had always gotten along well with Oliver. It might have had to do something with the common goal of wanting to be a pro Quidditch player one day.

"Can I talk to you 3?" he asked, pointing to Will, Garrison, and I.

"Sure!" I removed my homework from its place in my lap. We stood and followed Oliver to the other side of the room. He had the crazy I'm-Oliver-Freaking-Wood-and-I-have-something-to-t ell-you-about-Quidditch smile.

"I have a proposition for the three of you."

"We're listening." Will said.

"I was wondering if you would be willing to come to practices as reserves and start working toward a spot on the team." I felt a smile stretch across my face. He turned to Will. "I know you want to be a Keeper, so I'm willing to work with you so that you can take my spot after I graduate this year."

"I would freaking love that." Will looked like a kid in a candy store.

"Great! Practice is at 7 tomorrow night."

"Thanks Ollie!" I said as I hugged him. We walked back over to our seats in front of the fire.

"What was that about?" Lauren asked after we had seated ourselves and attempted to go back to our work.

"Oliver wants us to work out with the team and start preparing for next year!"

"Really?" Owen asked, looking thrilled.

"Yep!" I said from my seat on the floor.

"I know Katie doesn't want anyone to know yet, but she and Oliver have already been signed by Puddlemere and won't be returning next year, so that leaves a chaser opening." Katrina said excitedly.

"SHE GOT SIGNED BY PUDDLEMERE?!" We all yelled at her.

"SHH! And yes she did."

"What about her school?" Lauren said, not looking up from her work.

"She goes to practice in the mornings and then has a tutor that works with her in the afternoons. She is really excited, especially since she and Oliver are playing on the same team."

"That is so freaking awesome." Will said.

"You can't tell anyone. Mum and Dad want to keep it a secret until after the last game. No one knows about Oliver yet either." The Bell's and the Wood's had been best friends for years. Katie would have been guaranteed at spot on the house team if the captain had been anyone else than Oliver. He worked her harder than the rest of the team and she was always running extra laps or bleacher sprints even after he had told her she was done.

"That is the best news of the day." Everyone nodded in agreement with me. There was a collective sigh and we all struggled through our homework again.

A/N: I hope you all love it. I love Oliver, he is so sexy. Anyways, don't forget to stop and drop me a note!