It was a couple days later, Natasha was in muggle London waiting for Amanda to arrive with her girlfriend. She sat at the table drinking a soda.
"Hey Nat," Amanda greeted pulling a brunette girl by the hand.
"Hey Mandy."
The girl smiled. "This is Lilac."
"Nice to meet you, Lilac. I'm Natasha."
"You too."
"So, your family must have a thing for flowers?" Natasha asked.
"Yeah, I have two sisters named Lily and Hyacinth."
"Yeah, I had a sister that was named after a plant," Natasha smiled.
Lilac nodded. "What was her name?"
"Briar."
Lilac asked. "She wasn't named after the Briar Rose from Sleeping Beauty?"
"I don't think so. I grew up on a tree farm until I started school at eleven."
Lilac nodded. The three women continued talking.
"Natasha, do you like theatre?"
"I do, I've seen my share of plays with my mum."
Lilac nodded. "You see I'm playing the lead role in 'My Fair Lady'. Mandy is roped into going since she has to be there to support me. Do you want to come too?"
"I'd love to," she said.
"There's an extra ticket, you can bring someone too."
"Okay."
"Who are you going to bring, Nat?"
She smiled. "You'll see."
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It was a few days later, Natasha had gotten permission to watch the reserve team practice. She mainly wanted to see Oliver though.
"I'm Adam Lincoln, the captain and chaser."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Natasha Butler."
She was escorted to the Pitch and sat down. She watched Oliver in his element. Merlin, he looked damn fuckable in his uniform. She almost forgot what a talented keeper he was.
"Butler?" Oliver asked
She turned to see Oliver and it took all her strength not throw herself at him and snog him senseless.
"How long have you been watching?"
"I watched the whole practice, I forgot how talented you were," she smiled at him.
He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. He was very humble about his own skills.
"So, would you like to grab lunch or do you have other obligations?" she asked running her hand through her hair nervously.
"I could go for some food, I'm starving."
"Okay."
The duo left the stadium and walked to the nearest restaurant.
"So, how have you been?" Natasha asked.
"Good."
They delivered their drinks.
"How long have you been back in the UK?"
"Since November. I've been working at the Prophet since February."
Oliver nodded. "At least you're living your dream. I can't say I'm still not happy being about being on the reserve team."
"It's not because you're not amazing either," she complimented.
He blushed. Bloody hell, she could just lean over and snog him now if they were more than friends she would do just that.
"I have something to ask you, my best friend Amanda's girlfriend is in a play. They have an extra ticket and they said I could bring a friend."
"I'd love to go, Natasha," he smiled.
"That was easy. I was incredibly nervous that you would say 'no'."
Oliver replied with a very flirtatious edge to his already thick Scottish brogue. "I wouldn't turn down spending more time with you when Milo isn't around."
She giggled noticing the flirtatious edge to his voice as the waitress delivered their food and they ate while playfully flirting.
"So, tell me about the play. I'm not too familiar with it. Though, I'm not familiar with too many plays."
Natasha nodded and began explaining the play to him and he was hanging on her every word.
"Sounds interesting."
"It is."
Oliver smiled at her. "I like that you're so cultured."
"You can thank my mum for that," she said.
Oliver nodded and they split the bill and began leaving. Just as they were leaving they ran into a trio of girls.
"Oliver?"
He turned to see his former teammates Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnett.
"It's nice to see you."
"You too."
Angelina was the first to notice Natasha. "Oh, are you on a date?"
"No, just two friends catching up," Oliver replied as much as he wanted it to be a date.
"Oh, who's your friend?"
"I'm Natasha Butler, we were in the same year but I was a Hufflepuff."
"How do you two know each other?"
"My brother was Oliver's third roommate," Natasha explained.
The girls nodded.
"I'll see in a few days, Oliver," she said, starting to leave.
He watched her leave then turned back to the three girls.
"You obviously want to be much more than friends with her," Angelina noticed.
"It's that obvious?"
Angelina smirked. "It's pretty obvious. You were clearly staring at her bum as she walked away."
Oliver blushed. He chatted with them for a few more minutes then went back home. Now he needs to find something to wear. He doesn't remember ever having to go to something this fancy. He popped over to his parent's house and knocked.
"Oh, hello, dear," Sharon greeted warmly.
"Hey mum, is dad home? I need some help."
Sharon nodded. "He's in his study."
Oliver nodded and walked to his dad's study.
"Oh, Oliver. I wasn't expecting you," Craig Wood, greeted his son.
"Hey dad."
"Everything okay, Oliver?" he asked noticing the manic look in his son's eyes.
"I need a suit. I have to go to the theatre in a few days."
Craig chuckled. "What's her name?"
"What makes you think it's a girl?" Oliver asked trying to play it off as casual.
"It's not a girl?"
Oliver sighed. "Her name is Natasha."
"That's a pretty name."
"It fits her perfectly. She had brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes. She works as a Sports reporter for the Prophet," Oliver rambled.
"Is everything okay?" Sharon asked walking in the room.
"Our son has to go to the theatre with a girl in a few days."
"Oh, I love the theatre. What play?"
"It's called 'My Fair Lady.' Natasha told me all about it today."
"Natasha, that must be the girl."
"Yes, she's great."
Sharon laughed. "You're smitten, Oliver."
"I am completely smitten but we're just going as friends for now. As much as I want to snog her."
"How long have you known her?"
"Actually, we dated while she was at Hogwarts but I broke up with her right after she finished her seventh year."
"Why did you do that. If you loved as much as you seem to now."
"I'm a bloody idiot, mum. I was terrified of her older brother."
His parents nodded as his dad began finding a suit for Oliver.