Disclaimer: Everything belongs to me except for Oliver Wood and the Harry Potter Characters (Sadly)

Chapter 36:

"Whine Up" – Kat De Luna ft Elephant Man

He told me he loved me. Oh bloody hell.

You know, I should be feeling relived, should be feeling so happy, but for some reason I couldn't. My body felt sore, my brain felt like it was about to explode any moment. What the hell? Isn't this the part where I should feel like things are perfect and nothing else matters except for our love?

Ugh.

All of that shit is shit.

I think I might loose it. I turned to the side and was met with Oliver's face. He was sleeping soundly. His nose twitched a bit and his even breathing sort of calmed me down. He smelled like sweat and peaches. Cool, he smelled like me!

I stared at him for a while, feeling like a dog peeing on a tree, marking its territory. Ha-ha, well done Irina.

I grinned and then softly smiled. Oliver was such a cutie pie while he was sleeping, it's nice seeing this relaxed face instead of a frustrated, annoyed, angry, 'what the fuck is wrong with you' face for once.

I then felt the feelings arise, feelings of being sure it was going to be okay. I was glad Oliver made me feel like it was going to be okay. I got up, wondering what time it was. I opened the curtains slightly, and saw a peek of the sun. I closed the curtains so later Oliver wouldn't be disturbed by the sun later and picked up my dress and under clothes. I headed into the bathroom.

I tried to ignore the pain in between my legs; it was like no pain like before. Damn, who knew sex hurt more than falling down from ten feet in the air?

I looked myself in the mirror and I looked like complete and utter shit. My eyeliner was running down my face, my mascara was all over the place. My hair was tangled up in knots, and my eyes looked blood shot. I totally saved Oliver; imagine waking up to this! I groaned. I wiped my face a bit, but the only way to get rid of all of this is with my special make up scrub, which was back at my dorm. I was not going to give Oliver a heart attack with my face like this, so I decided to head back.

I quietly opened the door of Oliver's dorm, after putting my clothes on and as fast as I could, went downstairs. The common room was filled with Gryffindors passed out, with the smell of liquor hanging in the air. We Gryffindors sure as hell know how to party.

I grinned and then went upstairs to my dorm.

"I'm going to slap this bitch," Yin said to Noelle as she clenched her fists.

"Shut up Yin, I'm trying okay? I'm really trying," I told her. The only thing I was trying right now was to not rip up my Transfiguration textbook into a million pieces and burn it into the ground.

"You've had three weeks to study for this test," Yin said to me angrily. "I don't know how you could not get this! Even first years would understand this way better!" I tried to not get pissed off at her, she was right. First years would probably get this better than I would.

I had three weeks to study for this test, but the only thing on my mind was Oliver. We've been constantly doing it over and over, here and there; we were like sex addicts. We just simply couldn't get our hands off of each other. Even right now, I was thinking of him, wondering where the hell he was. Of course he was out in the Quidditch field practicing.

"I give up!" Yin yelled out. She stood up, grabbed her books and walked away after letting out a huge sigh of frustration.

"Some friend," I muttered.

Noelle looked at me and shook her head. "Irina, even I get it, so come on. Focus dude,"

"I am, I will," I said promising. "Okay, I think I've-" I quickly covered my hand with my mouth.

"Are you okay?" Noelle asked concerned. I nodded my head and then let my hand drop back to my side when I was sure I was not going to throw up.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Stupid Kelly, I think her cold rubbed off on me,"

"Cold? Irina, are you sure it's a cold? When ever I get a cold, I don't feel like throwing up," Noelle said.

"I do, it's completely normal for me," I told her. "Or it could be those grilled cheese sandwiches I had during lunch. Damn it, why did you force me to eat your sandwiches?"

"We didn't, you freaking snatched it from us and ate it as if it were the last thing on Earth!"

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, well I think it's just the grilled cheese. Anyway, help me get this shit?" I asked her.

She looked at me long and hard. "Are you sure you're not pregnant?"

"What the hell? No I'm not, we used protection," I told her. Ever since I told Noelle and Yin about Oliver and I doing it that night, every little thing I do, they assume I'm pregnant. It's insane, and that's just for one night only! If I told them we still have sex, they would totally flip out; and besides, its my sex life, not theirs!

I don't think I'm pregnant, we've been using protection every single time, and my period's coming soon, so yeah. Merlin, they freak out too much.

"Andy? Andy?" I looked around for my owl, in the Owlery. There was no sign of him. Hmmm, I wonder where he went. I shrugged my shoulders and was about to go back down when I spotted a plate of what looked like a slice of cake.

Ooh! Chocolate cake! I walked toward it, checking it out. Hmm, I wonder what the cake was doing here? As I began walking closer, I couldn't help but feel like it was moving farther away from me.

What?

Tiny orange legs popped out from underneath the plate and began to run.

"HEY!" I shouted and ran after the cake. "COME BACK!" The plate ran even quicker, heading into the hallways. I was so close to catching up when my I…

tripped.

I went sprawling to the floor with a huge boom. My head hit really hard to the brick grounds of the school.

Fuck. My head was throbbing. I rubbed my forehead, and looked around for the slice of chocolate cake. It was nowhere to be seen. My eyebrow raised, I began to get up, annoyed.

Damn it, I really wanted to eat it.

When I was about to turn around to go back to the Owlery, I heard someone shout,

"INCARCEROUS!"