Over the next two months, they made time to see each other very often. Natasha had the day off so she was watching Oliver play Quidditch. After the practice, she went to go find him. She found him in the middle of a group of overzealous fangirls. She couldn't help but giggle. Oliver immediately looked up at the sound of his girlfriend's familiar giggle.

"Sorry ladies, this hunk is all mine," Natasha said striding over and kissing Oliver square on the lips much to the girls' disappointment.

The group dispersed.

"Thanks for that, love. You know how flustered I get when I'm around women that aren't you or in my family."

"No problem, you still get flustered around me sometimes despite us being back together for three months," she smiled.

"I can't help that, you're so beautiful," he smiled.

She blushed. "Do you think I could get an autograph?"

"I can do you one better," he smirked, pulling her into a kiss.

She giggled as the kiss deepened and she tangled her hands in his wind tousled hair. They stumbled into the changing room still attached at the lips. He leaned her against his locker his hands were halfway up to her breasts.

"Oi! get a room you two!"

The couple pulled apart not even ashamed to look at his teammates.

"I should get back home, bye Ollie," Natasha said kissing him again as he reluctantly took his hands from under her shirt.

"Bye, Natty."

She left as he obviously stared at her bum as she walked out of sight.

"You two are quite serious, aren't you?"

Oliver grinned. "We are."

"You know, I'm not sure if I trust her. She might just be using you for a good story," Adam said.

Oliver glared at him. "Natty, wouldn't do that. She loves me and I love her."

"Don't be so naive, that girl is just after a good story for the Prophet."

"I'm glad I'm only finishing the season then going back to work at Hogwarts," Oliver said slamming his locker and storming out of the changing room.

He went over to Percy's and knocked. A brunette girl opened the door.

"Hello, are you looking for Percy?" she asked nicely.

"Yes, is he home?"

"Hey Oliver," Percy said coming up behind the woman.

"Are you busy? I need to talk."

"No, come on in. Oh, by the way this is Audrey."

"Nice to meet you."

"You too."

Oliver walked in.

"So, do you need to talk about Natasha?"

Oliver smiled.

"Is Natasha your girlfriend?" Audrey asked.

"Yes, we've been together again three months."

Audrey nodded.

"She came to watch me practice today."

"So, you play sports?"

"I do."

"What about her?"

"Some of the team is convinced she's just using me for a good story for the Prophet."

"I don't think Natasha would do that, you two have been attached at the hip and lips for the last three months."

"She wouldn't," Oliver confirmed with a smile.

"You really love her, don't you?" Audrey asked.

"I do."

Percy nodded.

"How long have you been dating?" Oliver asked.

"About two weeks now," Audrey smiled at Percy.

Oliver nodded. "You do know that Percy is quite the workaholic."

"I do but so am I."

"So, you're a perfect match just like Natasha and me."

After awhile Oliver left Percy's house and went back home.

A few days later the season was over so Oliver said goodbye to his teammates and left.

"Hey Ollie," Natasha greeted as he walked into the house.

"Oh, this is a nice surprise, love," he smiled kissing her cheek.

She smiled at him. "We need to talk."

"Everything okay, the last time you said that was right before we broke up the first time," Oliver said.

She smiled. "Don't you worry, I'm never letting you go again."

He sighed in relief and leaned into kiss her. She kissed back enthusiastically and tangled her hands in his hair.

"What did you want to talk about, love?" he asked.

"I hope I'm not rushing our relationship," she said worriedly.

He smirked. "You're not proposing are you?"

"Of course not, that's your job," she teased.

He pulled her into his arms.

"I know you move to Hogwarts once you take up the post of flying coach. Do you think I could move in with you before you leave?"

"That's a perfect idea," Oliver smiled.

"I thought so too."

Oliver nodded and leaned into kiss her. She tangled her hands in his hair and moaned as they made their way to the couch. Oliver fell on the couch first with Natasha sitting on his lap.

"I know we haven't been back together very long but I'm kind of horny right now," Oliver admitted.

"I can tell, Ollie," she giggled feeling his growing erection against her thigh.

"Do you want to go that far right now? I'm not really sure if I have any protection."

"That's a good point, Ollie," she said.

Before Oliver could respond the fireplace glowed green and Milo stepped through.

"Hey Mi, how did you know I would be here?" Natasha greeted from her boyfriend's lap.

"Where else would you besides home and work?"

Natasha giggled and didn't correct him.

"You two weren't in the middle of doing the deed, were you?" Milo asked looking positively green.

"What if we were, Milo," Natasha said. "I can make love to my boyfriend if I want to."

"I suppose I'm just a tad envious, you and Oliver rekindled your romance and I have yet to find someone.

"Oh, Mi. I'm sorry."

"That's what I get for being bisexual, no one accepts that I like both men and women. Though, I prefer men most of the time."

"You'll find someone, Mi," Natasha assured her brother.

"I hope so."

Natasha hopped up from her boyfriend's lap and kissed him goodbye before saying to her brother. "I think you and I need some brother/sister time."

"That sounds great," Milo smiled at his little sister.

"Alright, I'll see you later, Natty," Oliver said standing up.

Natasha hugged her boyfriend. "Bye, Ollie."

"I'll buy some protection and we can get reacquainted with each other's bodies later, if you know what I mean," Oliver whispered in her ear with a smirk.

"Can't wait, Ollie," she grinned.

"Alright you two, enough talking dirty to each other," Milo said impatiently.

Natasha kissed Oliver's cheek again and left with her brother.

It was later that night, the siblings were going to a bar. Natasha wasn't a drinker.

"You do realize this is a gay bar, Ash?" he teased.

"I know but that doesn't mean I can't look good."

Milo nodded. "You're probably going to be hit on at least a few times tonight."

"I only have eyes for my precious Ollie," she smiled.

"I know."

They said goodbye to their parents and went out to the bar.

"Hottie at ten o'clock," Milo said pointing to a brunette guy.

Natasha followed her brother's gaze towards the guy. She knew her mission, so she walked over to the guy and began chatting him up. Milo walked over with two drinks one for him and for the guy. A woman then walked up to Natasha.

"That's a beautiful dress," she complimented.

"Thank you," Natasha responded. "But just so you know, I'm straight if you came up to hit on me. I just don't want you to waste your time."

The girl sighed and walked away. Natasha got hit on a few times more but continued to let them down easy.

"Well, that was successful, I got his number."

Natasha smiled at her brother. "What's his name?"

"Randall Morris," he responded.

"So, when are you going to see him again?"

"Hopefully soon," Milo grinned.

They left the bar.