Here's chapter 13.finally up!!!Anyway.Enjoy
Chapter 13- Enough Courage
I sat in the Gryffindor Dorms three days after my stupid mistake. What surprised me the most was that no one knew and if they did, they weren't saying anything.
"So, ummm Raie, about this dance/ball thingy."said a voice that quavered.
I looked over, and saw Colin Creevy standing on the staircase, trembling.
"Oh, Colin, aske me later ok?"I said, burying my face into a pillow.
"Yes!Sure, ok!!" Colin squeaked, and ran up to him dorms.
I sat there in silence for about ten minutes when I heard the potrait open.
"Excuse me," came a strong, and steady voice.
"What," I mumbled into the pillow, not wanting to deal with any crap.
"Can you tell me where I can find Harry Potter, and or a teammat of the Gryffindor Quidditch team?"he asked politely.
"Mmmm well right now, most everyone is at Hogsmeade." I aid, still talking into the pillow once again.
"Well, can you tell me who the new Gryffindor Keeper is?"The person asked.
"Me,"I mumbled.
"Excuse me?"he asked, I'm pretty sure he heard what I said, but perhaps he didn't believe me.
"ME!"I yelled, throwing the pillow away from my face.
And then I saw him. He was gorgeous. His eyes made me melt. And what got me the most was that he held my gaze.
"I'm Raie Black," I said, standing up and holding my hand out.
He shook it.
"But your so small!"he said examining me.
"Well, we've won all our games, a Quaffle has yet to get past me, and oh yeah, were up or the Quidditch Cup."I smiled, not trying to show off, but I was trying to make a point.
"Whoah,"he said, and I could tell he was impressed.
I realized we were still in hand shaking position.
"And you are.?"I asked thoughtfully, staring at him.
"Oliver Wood, previous Gryffindor Keeper and new Keeper for the Puddlemere United Quidditch team,"he smiled a drop-dead smile.
"Oh!Your Oliver Wood." I started, "I've heard a lot about you."
He smiled again. I thought I might start to drool.
"I can sit here until they get back." He said, sitting down next to me.
And I learned a lot about that handsome boy. He was nineteen and single.although, I don't honestly think he meant to tell me. And he had also been Quidditch Captain. He was here at Hogwarts to do a favour for Professor Snape. And once Professor Snape's name was mentioned, I felt something like guilt.
"I've also been invited to the Halloween Ball."he said, looking at me.
"Mmm, well you'll have to look at some nice Seventh years." I said, although I myself wanted to go with him.
"Oh, I don't have to go with a seventh year," he said, looking straight across the room.
"Perhaps someone intelligent, Hermione Granger maybe."
He looked at me and the started to laugh. Hard.
"ME!Go with Hermione Granger?You must be joking!!!"
"I guess so."I said, and looked down at my feet.
"You know what, Miss Black, you rather funny."Oliver said, looking closely at me.
"Right," I smiled back at him.
"Who are you going to the ball with?"he asked me.
"Mmmm, no one."I mumbled.
"OH!"he said in surprise. Then he looked down.
"Yeah, it's a pity," I sighed.
"Ummm,"he started, I looked over at him.
"Would you consider going with me?"He asked and smiled over at me.
"Are you serious?"I asked, surprised that he had asked me.
"I mean, unless you already have someone you want to ask," he said
"Oh no!I'd love to go with you." I smiled over at him.
I was just about to get up, when the potrait burst open.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George burst in, all looking thoroughly flushed and winded.
"Wow you guys are early," I said, pushing my curly hair out of my face.
"We wanted to be the crowd, so we ran."Ginny said, sitting down on the other side of me.
"I noticed," I answered, with a bit of an annoyed tone "Oliver!"Harry yelled, finally noticing who was sitting next to me.
"Harry how are you?"Oliver asked, as he and Harry shared a brotherly hug.
"I'm doing alright, how about yourself?"Harry asked, as they pulled away from each other.
"Just the same," Oliver said.
"Hello there Oliver."Fred said, as George waved.
"Hello Fred, George,"Oliver said, obviously a little happy to see them.
Chapter 13- Enough Courage
I sat in the Gryffindor Dorms three days after my stupid mistake. What surprised me the most was that no one knew and if they did, they weren't saying anything.
"So, ummm Raie, about this dance/ball thingy."said a voice that quavered.
I looked over, and saw Colin Creevy standing on the staircase, trembling.
"Oh, Colin, aske me later ok?"I said, burying my face into a pillow.
"Yes!Sure, ok!!" Colin squeaked, and ran up to him dorms.
I sat there in silence for about ten minutes when I heard the potrait open.
"Excuse me," came a strong, and steady voice.
"What," I mumbled into the pillow, not wanting to deal with any crap.
"Can you tell me where I can find Harry Potter, and or a teammat of the Gryffindor Quidditch team?"he asked politely.
"Mmmm well right now, most everyone is at Hogsmeade." I aid, still talking into the pillow once again.
"Well, can you tell me who the new Gryffindor Keeper is?"The person asked.
"Me,"I mumbled.
"Excuse me?"he asked, I'm pretty sure he heard what I said, but perhaps he didn't believe me.
"ME!"I yelled, throwing the pillow away from my face.
And then I saw him. He was gorgeous. His eyes made me melt. And what got me the most was that he held my gaze.
"I'm Raie Black," I said, standing up and holding my hand out.
He shook it.
"But your so small!"he said examining me.
"Well, we've won all our games, a Quaffle has yet to get past me, and oh yeah, were up or the Quidditch Cup."I smiled, not trying to show off, but I was trying to make a point.
"Whoah,"he said, and I could tell he was impressed.
I realized we were still in hand shaking position.
"And you are.?"I asked thoughtfully, staring at him.
"Oliver Wood, previous Gryffindor Keeper and new Keeper for the Puddlemere United Quidditch team,"he smiled a drop-dead smile.
"Oh!Your Oliver Wood." I started, "I've heard a lot about you."
He smiled again. I thought I might start to drool.
"I can sit here until they get back." He said, sitting down next to me.
And I learned a lot about that handsome boy. He was nineteen and single.although, I don't honestly think he meant to tell me. And he had also been Quidditch Captain. He was here at Hogwarts to do a favour for Professor Snape. And once Professor Snape's name was mentioned, I felt something like guilt.
"I've also been invited to the Halloween Ball."he said, looking at me.
"Mmm, well you'll have to look at some nice Seventh years." I said, although I myself wanted to go with him.
"Oh, I don't have to go with a seventh year," he said, looking straight across the room.
"Perhaps someone intelligent, Hermione Granger maybe."
He looked at me and the started to laugh. Hard.
"ME!Go with Hermione Granger?You must be joking!!!"
"I guess so."I said, and looked down at my feet.
"You know what, Miss Black, you rather funny."Oliver said, looking closely at me.
"Right," I smiled back at him.
"Who are you going to the ball with?"he asked me.
"Mmmm, no one."I mumbled.
"OH!"he said in surprise. Then he looked down.
"Yeah, it's a pity," I sighed.
"Ummm,"he started, I looked over at him.
"Would you consider going with me?"He asked and smiled over at me.
"Are you serious?"I asked, surprised that he had asked me.
"I mean, unless you already have someone you want to ask," he said
"Oh no!I'd love to go with you." I smiled over at him.
I was just about to get up, when the potrait burst open.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George burst in, all looking thoroughly flushed and winded.
"Wow you guys are early," I said, pushing my curly hair out of my face.
"We wanted to be the crowd, so we ran."Ginny said, sitting down on the other side of me.
"I noticed," I answered, with a bit of an annoyed tone "Oliver!"Harry yelled, finally noticing who was sitting next to me.
"Harry how are you?"Oliver asked, as he and Harry shared a brotherly hug.
"I'm doing alright, how about yourself?"Harry asked, as they pulled away from each other.
"Just the same," Oliver said.
"Hello there Oliver."Fred said, as George waved.
"Hello Fred, George,"Oliver said, obviously a little happy to see them.
