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Now, I got an e-mail from someone who wishes to remain anonymous. They were asking me to put SEX in the story. How impure! Lol, hoo, look who's talking. Lol. ANYHOO! I decided against it for THIS chapter, and cause I can't write that sort of stuff. It's just too..AHH! lol. Okie, calm, me yes, calm, hoooo. So, my friend Amber, who is like, the biggest sex- writing pervert I know, agreed to do it.but not in this chapter, and I'm not sure if at all. Sorry "anonymous" they're in school for christs sakes!
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Oliver woke up late. He hadn't been able to sleep well the night before. It didn't matter that he was 17 now, he always got excited around Christmas. He got up and changed into a warm blue sweater and tan pants, walking out of the dormitories and down to the Common Room. He liked having the dorms all to himself, it was very spacious without the 5 other people he usually shared it with. He heard a shuffling on his foot and looked down seeing a piece of paper stuck to his show. He bent down and picked it off, looking at it.
'I'm in the Great Hall, Sleepy Head. I'll wake you if I come back and you're not awake, cause Alicia wants me to. She thinks it would be a laugh. I only agree because I'm bored out of my head. See you then.
-Jess'
At the bottom of the page was a picture of Father Christmas leaning on an Elf. He figured Jess had been very bored when she wrote this and grinned. He put the paper on the steps and walked out of the Common Room and downstairs.
As he entered the Great Hall, he looked around, trying to figure out where Jessica and, supposedly, Alicia were. He eventually found them, and standing beside them was none other than Cedric Diggory. His back was turned to the back of the room, where Oliver was, but he could see Jessica's face. When she saw him, she waited a moment before giving him a helpless look and very covertly waving him over, but then looked back to Cedric and smiled when he looked at her.
Oliver grinned and walked over, passing Cedric as if he didn't even see him there and sat beside Jessica, not knowing how to help her out of this any other way than one. Grabbing her around the waist, he pushed his lips against hers and kissed her, his tongue making it's way into her mouth. Opening his eyes slightly, he looked at Cedric, just in time to see him walk off and stopped kissing Jessica, still grinning. Jessica automatically started laughing and looked at Oliver with a 'you know you enjoyed that' look.
"Good morning," he said, sounding very cheeky which made Jessica laugh a little bit again.
"I didn't expect you up," she said, glancing over at Alicia who was sitting across from them, then back to Oliver, "We thought we'd have to listen to his plans for the summer for hours more."
Oliver laughed, and then looked at the food on the table in front of him. He wouldn't lie. He was starving. He loaded onto his plate two pieces of toast, at least 5 strips of bacon, and two waffles. Alicia started laughing when she saw this.
"You pregnant, Oliver?" she asked. Jessica started laughing as well, as Oliver just smirked and ate a chunk from one of the pieces of toast.
"Why were you so tired?" Jessica asked him, folding her arms on the table, crumbs on her plate showing she'd already eaten.
"Stayed up late doing Quidditch plans, I bet." Alicia said, smirking and shaking her head at Oliver.
"There's a lot more to me than Quidditch, you know." Oliver said, looking at Alicia.
"Oh really? What other things do you like?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Um. . ." Oliver said, trying to think of something, "I like. . .music." Alicia laughed and shook her head at him, and Oliver couldn't help but grin lightly. "Well I do."
"Good stuff, Oliver, good stuff." Alicia said sarcastically, and laughed again. "Well, I'm off to the library."
"Library? It's Christmas Eve.day." Jessica said, frowning at Alicia, "Why study?"
"Because Snape wants my class to have 3 rolls of parchment done on monkshood and it's uses by the end of holidays." She said, wincing, "I'll talk to you later."
"Bye." Said Jessica and Oliver, both looking sympathetic as Alicia walked off.
Jessica then looked over at Oliver again and smiled when Oliver's eyes went to hers as well.
"So, why couldn't you sleep?" she asked, smiling at him.
"I um." he said, not wanting to say that really he had just been thinking about her, "I was just really cold."
"Well, you know how a lot of people stay warm right?" she asked, looking at him flirtatiously. Oliver gulped and shook his head, but had a pretty good idea what she was thinking.
"They get more blankets." She said, grinning and looking back to her goblet, and sipped some of it down.
"Oh yeah, that's what I was thinking." He said, smiling awkwardly and nodding.
"Sure it was." She said, grinning at him. Oliver smiled guiltily and then quickly changed the subject.
"What was Cedric saying to you?" he asked. Jessica shrugged.
"Saying that he's going to be training for Quidditch all summer as if it would impress us." She said, rolling her eyes, "I don't think he knows I'm not going to be here next year."
"You don't." Oliver started, but shook his head, "Never mind."
"Oh that's so unfair!" she said, "What were you going to say?"
"Nothing, never mind." He said, grinning, half just liking to make her squirm.
"C'mon just tell me." She said, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.
"You-You don't find Cedric attractive, do you?" he asked, raising both eyebrows at her, but then looking away from her to the floor, embarrassed. Jessica smiled at him, finding his question cute.
"Well, even if I did, it wouldn't matter." She said, smiling at him.
"Why's that?" Oliver asked, looking up from the floor to her, confused.
"Because my boyfriend's hotter than he'll ever be." She said, grinning in and leaning in to kiss him lightly. Oliver smirked and kissed back, thinking he felt himself start to get red in the face, but tried to stop himself.
"So. . .you don't think he's attractive?" he asked, trying not to seem too hopeful. Jessica rolled her eyes at him.
"I suppose he's kind of good looking, in that tall, dark and handsome way." She said, looking over at Cedric at the Hufflepuff table, then suddenly looked at Oliver, "Why? Do *you*?"
Oliver's eyes widened and he shook his head violently.
"No! No, no, no!" he exclaimed, "I was just asking."
Jessica giggled a bit and nodded.
"Alright, good. I didn't want to lose my boyfriend to *Cedric Diggory* of all people." She said, smiling. Oliver grinned at her and started eating again, and kept on glancing over at her, just wanting to see her face. He never wanted to forget that face.
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Christmas Eve day should have been a great, fun-filled day, but it was anything but that. Oliver and Jessica spent most of the day in the Gryffindor Common Room, playing Wizard's Chess, or studying for the surprise quiz they *KNEW* Snape was going to give them the very day they got back from Holidays. Once and a while they'd take a break from that to walk around the castle, or go outside.
Eventually, Oliver figured he'd work on Quidditch plays, which gave Jessica the idea she could take a break from Studying. Oliver tried to persuade her that she should keep studying, knowing she didn't know a lot that they were learning in class but she just shook her head, gave him a kiss, and bolted out the porthole. Oliver grinned and kept working on the Quidditch play versus Ravenclaw that they were going to play in March.
Jessica bounded down the stairs until she was on the same level as the library, but it was a ways away from where she was. She ran the entire way, once and a while having to pass professors or other bored students. Suddenly, Hagrid walked by carrying a small bag. Jessica nearly ran right into him and she skidded to a hault.
"Hey Hagrid." She said, bouncing in place.
"Ah, hello there, Jessica." he said, smiling innocently, "Be'er be on my way now."
Suddenly, there was a small growl from inside the bag and Jessica's eyes widened at it.
"Um.Hagrid, what's in the bag?" she asked, looking up at him.
"It's uh.it's a gift to uh.Dumbledore." He said, then suddenly the bag started to catch fire at the top and Jessica crossed her arms over her chest.
"I don't think Dumbledore allows *dragons* as pets in here, Hagrid." She said, grinning.
".Can you keep a secret?" he asked, bending down to her. She nodded. He whispered quietly, "It's a dragon.fer me."
He smiled mischievously and stopped leaning over.
"Oh.you had me fooled." She said, even though she figured that. Hagrid started to put the fire out on the bag as it caught on his coat, but the fires both ceased eventually.
"Dun tell anyone, right? It'll be our lil secret." He said, looking at her hopefully.
"Your secret's safe with me." She said, smirking at him. "See you later, Hagrid!"
She passed him and continued running down the halls. She eventually ran into the library, and looked around for Alicia. She eventually saw her, with about 3 stacks of books around her and writing furiously. Jessica smirked and walked over to her.
"Well, doesn't this look like heaps of fun?" she asked. Alicia looked up at her.
"Oh yeah, tons." She replied.
"So take a break, you've got what, another week to finish this up?" Jessica said, staring at her seriously, "I'm taking a break, you deserve one too."
"Gee, that would be nice, but I want to pass the year." Alicia said sarcastically, grinning at Jessica.
"Oh, be quiet, I'm going to pass!" Jessica replied, laughing quietly. "Pleeeeease just take a break, Oliver is working on Quidditch stuff and you look bored anyway!"
"I can't." Alicia said, "I want to have a good Holiday so I should get this done."
"If you keep trying to get it done you *won't* have a good Holiday!" Jessica exclaimed, looking at Alicia with an obvious look.
"Point taken," Alicia said, nodding, "But there's nothing to do even if I did take a break."
"Point taken." Jessica imitated, nodding, admitting defeat, "But I just walked allllll the way down here!"
"Then walk allllllll the way back." Alicia laughed.
"Ugh, fine." Jessica said, throwing her arms in the air, giving up jokingly, "See you at dinner."
She started running again and ran all the way back upstairs into the Gryffindor tower, and into the Common Room where she found Oliver working on Quidditch still, looking so engrossed in it, he didn't even look up when she came in.
"Hey." she said, walking over to him, but he kept drawing little pictures with arrows along pieces of parchment. Snapping her fingers in front of Oliver's face, Jessica grinned when he blinked a bunch of times and then looked up at her.
"Busy?" she asked.
"What? I mean, uh, no." Oliver said, still trying to snap out of it.
"You sure? I don't want to stop you if you're 'on a roll' or something." She said, mockingly.
"Yes, I'm sure. . .what is it?" he asked, frowning up at her.
"C'mon." Jessica said, grabbing his hand and pulling him up from the couch. Before Oliver could even ask where she was taking him, he saw the Girls' dormitory door ahead of him and his eyes widened. She pulled him inside and then let go of his hand, walking over to her trunk, brushing some of her hair behind her ear as she knelt in front of the large wooden box.
"Um...should I really be in here?" Oliver asked.
"No, that's the point." Jessica said, though didn't even sound like she was paying much attention to him as she flipped the lock on her trunk and opened it.
"What're you rummaging in there for?" Oliver asked, walking towards her.
"This." Jessica replied, as she pulled out a robe, that looked like something you would wear for Quidditch. It had red, black, and grey on it.
"What's this?" Oliver asked, stepping towards Jessica and looking at it.
"My old Quidditch uniform," she replied, "I saw a picture of your... this schools' uniforms and I thought it was interesting how different they looked from mine."
"It's kind of...dark coloured, isn't it?" Oliver said, as if he was asking a question.
"Oh well, I like the colours, they match each other." Jessica replied, smirking. He wasn't sure if it was a joke or not, he had never been good with clashing colours so he just tried to change the subject.
"Can you put it on?" Oliver asked, grinning mischievously. Jessica grinned back.
"Why would you want me to do that?" she asked.
"I just think you'd look great in a Quidditch uniform," he replied, "And plus, if you did it would be combining my two favourite things in the world; Quidditch, and you."
Jessica smirked at him, and Oliver thought he saw her blush a little bit, which made him grin even more.
"Fine." She said, turning away from him and walking into the Girls' bathroom to change. The thing about her robes was they were like cloaks, so you didn't wear special clothing like the Hogwarts teams underneath, and Oliver figured she might not want to have her bulky winter clothing underneath it.
Waiting for her to come out, Oliver looked around. He then saw, on Jessica's bed, photos...but they were Muggle photographs. He didn't know why Jessica would waste her time on Muggle film and that sort of thing, but he didn't ask her about it as he looked at them. They were all different, but all had a lot in common. For one, they all took place at skiing mountain somewhere where there was tons of snow, and they all seemed to contain the same group of people, some were out of one or two pictures, but mostly the same group.
The first one was of Jess, who was wearing a grey snowboarding jacket with a winter toque on, and snowboard snowpants, but you couldn't see any lower than that. She was standing with four other girls, their arms all around each other. Oliver smiled and looked at the next picture.
It looked like it was Jessica going off of some jump on a snowboard, but at the same time sticking her tongue out at the camera and grinning.
He moved onto the last picture he picked up where there was a group of 10 people. 5 girls, 5 guys. He didn't think anything of it until he saw some guy with spiky brown hair with his arms around Jessica's waist. He frowned at the picture before putting it down and looking around again. His eyes widened a bit when he saw all of the same pictures, and more that he didn't look at, on Jessica's wall in sort of a collage. He figured he was looking at the doubles. He saw this guy with the spiked brown hair in almost all of them, one of them even kissing Jessica full on.
Jumping, Oliver heard a noise and turned, seeing Jessica standing there in her Quidditch uniform, frowning like she was embarrassed.
"See, this was just a biiiig waste of time." She said, walking towards him, and meeting him halfway as he was walking towards her too.
"No, you look good." He said, grinning. "Really good."
"Great," she said, kissing him lightly, "Can I take it off now?"
Oliver gave her a look, as if wondering what she meant by that. Jessica caught on and laughed out, shaking her head.
"I didn't mean it that way, Oliver." She said, still grinning.
"Of course not, why'd I even think that?" he asked himself.
"You're a guy, you have a penis," Jessica said, "It comes naturally."
She grinned at him and he smirked back as she turned and walked towards the bathroom again, pulling off her robe as she walked inside, giving Oliver a quickly peek at her bare back before she disappeared.
He turned and looked back at the photos on the wall and frowned again, but she soon came out and he turned around again.
"What were you doing?" she asked, noticing his awkward manner as she put the robe back into her trunk.
"Nothing, just looking at the photos." Oliver replied, motioning towards the collage.
"Oh," she said, smiling over his shoulder at them, "See anything interesting?"
"I guess, looks fun." He said, avoiding the question he really wanted to ask, "Where were you guys?"
Jessica walked past him towards the collage and he followed beside her as she looked at the photos, and he looked at the side of her face.
"We were in Alaska," she said, "Some small western town with awesome slopes and mountains."
Oliver nodded, and started pointing out random people, asking who they were, carefully avoiding the spiky haired guy. He accidentally asked her who she was in the picture, which Jessica didn't look too happy about but went on.
"And who's this?" he asked, finally pointing towards the guy with his arms around her.
"That's Jake." She said simply.
"And...?" Oliver asked.
"And...what?"
"Well, you two seem very close."
"We were dating then, Oliver."
"Oh...I see, how long ago was this?"
"8 months." Jessica replied.
"How long did you two date?" Oliver asked.
"6 months." Jessica answered again.
"Oh...sounds like you two were good together." Oliver said, almost sounding spiteful towards the guy. Jessica grinned at him and put a hand on her hip, tilting her head so she was looking him in the eyes.
"Are you actually jealous of my ex-boyfriend?" she asked, sounding like she didn't believe it herself.
"What? No." Oliver said, making it sound like it was completely preposterous.
"You are!" Jessica said, laughing a bit, "Oh that is so cute."
"Don't be stupid." Oliver said, frowning at her, obviously embarrassed as he felt his face heat up.
"Oh, no, that's very cute," Jessica said, laughing again, "You're very cute...you're jealous of Jake..."
She laughed again, as if needing it to be repeated to believe it.
"Well..." Oliver said, trying to defend himself, "He's, well, everything that isn't like me. I'm just wondering why you'd pick such different guys."
Jessica laughed and kissed him, reason unknown to Oliver.
"First of all, it's not like I can just pluck guys from the tree whenever I feel like one," she said, Oliver was about to disagree but Jessica just continued, "Second of all, Jake and you *are* completely different."
"So, this is a...bad thing?" Oliver asked, frowning hurtfully.
"No! No no no." Jessica said, shaking her head, "I just mean...well, you're the type of guy that you can take home to your parents to meet and stuff. Jake was sort of like the summer fling people always have every summer."
Oliver had never had a summer fling, but he knew what she was getting at.
"So, you had a summer fling, in winter, that lasted 6 months?" Oliver asked.
"Okay okay, so we were a little out of season, and we didn't break up after two months of vacation, so what?" she said, grinning, "I'm not getting jealous of *you* and *your* past girlfriends."
Jessica grinned, but Oliver still frowned at her.
"I've never had any past girlfriends..." he said. Jessica's grin faded and her mouth dropped open, and then smirked.
"You're kidding right?" she asked.
"Why is that so hard to believe?" Oliver asked, not knowing whether to feel complimented or insulted.
"I just can't believe no girl would try and go for you, you studly man you." She said, grinning at him as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Well, some girls think I'm *too* focused on Quidditch and work and rules and all that to carry out a decent relationship, I guess." Oliver said, shrugging a bit as his hands made their way to Jessica's waist.
"*Too* focused on Quidditch?" Jessica said, sounding sarcastically aghast, "Well there's just no such thing, is there?"
"Apparently there is." Oliver said, grinning.
"Some strange people in your school, I tell you." Jessica said, looking into his eyes and smirking. Oliver leaned in, figuring this was what she was setting up for anyway, and kissed her. They stood there kissing for a bit until something dawned on Oliver: If she was setting up for this, how far did she want to go? He hadn't ever done the whole relationship thing before, and, admittedly, had never done the whole sex thing either. He didn't know what to do. His teenage boy hormonal brain told him to throw her on the bed and say some smooth line before kissing her and ripping her clothes off, but the actual Oliver told him to stay where he was and kiss her. Even though one was as equally tempting as the other, he did stay where he was, whether it was what she wanted or not. If she wanted more than kissing, she'd have to give him a better sign.
Suddenly, the door flew open and Alicia was standing there, looking at them like they were perverted, and their Oliver and Jessica stopped kissing.
"Hope I'm not interrupting anything." Alicia said, folding her arms over her chest.
"Um...no, nothing at all," Jessica said, grinning and taking her arms away from Oliver's neck and Oliver reluctantly brought his hands back to himself, "Is something wrong?"
"Hello? It's 7!" Alicia said, looking at them. They both gave her blank looks and she sighed.
"Theirs a thing called supper, it comes after lunch and before breakfast, and tonight it's a particularly special supper, Christmas Eve and all." Alicia explained, as if the two were thick as stones.
"Oh, yay!" Jessica said and the three rushed down to the Great Hall, much anticipating tonight's supper. When they got there, they saw only a few other people there, and then some of the teachers, all sitting in a large circular table in the middle of the room.
"Ah, excellent, the last of our dinner guests." Dumbledore said, waving them all to seats.
"Sorry we're late." Alicia said quietly.
"Not at all, my dear, we just all got here ourselves." Dumbledore said to her.
Oliver looked around the table at the few other people there. There was a Hufflepuff first year, beside him was Cedric Diggory. As for Ravenclaws, there was only one, who looked to be about a third year, and was a girl. The Gryffindors made up most of the students. At the table from their house was he, Jessica, Alicia, Harry, Hermione and Neville. As for Slytherins, there were only three. Draco Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.
Dumbledore smiled happily and raised his goblet up, to toast.
"I would like to make a toast, to all of our friends that could be here, and all that could not, on this fine Christmas Eve's night." He said, "I wish you all a very Happy Christmas."
Everyone raised their glasses aswell and some clanked their glasses together, before Dumbledore waved everyone to start taking food.
As Oliver loaded on a spoonful of corn, he looked over at Jessica beside him, who had the third fullest plate out of everyone there. He looked at her, grinning sarcastically and she looked back.
"I told you I eat." She said, grinning back as she put a second spoonful of mashed potatoes onto her plate.
Before Dumbledore started eating, he decided to pop a Christmas cracker, and who else to do it with but Severus Snape. When they popped it, fireworks shot out the top and out of it also came a pink, paper crown and a fortune on a glittering slip of paper. As Dumbledore put the crown on, looking somewhat proud of himself, he started to read the fortune. He let out a soft chuckle, almost like a giggle.
"Oh, how devious." Dumbledore said to himself. All the students looked as if they were about to laugh at his reaction but only Jessica made it audible, as she choked on her drink she was sipping, and immediately received a swift kick under the table from Alicia which made her just smile politely and started eating again.
As the night continued, Oliver would catch Harry Potter staring at Jessica as if she were shining with Christmas lights strung around her and sparklers out her ears. Once Harry would notice Oliver watching him, he'd look at either Hermione or his plate, blushing.
After about two hours of eating, and then talking to one another when they were all finished, Dumbledore stood up, yawning as he looked around at the students.
"I am afraid I must retire. I would like so say again, Happy Christmas, and I shall see you all tomorrow at breakfast I hope." He said, smiling happily. "And don't stay up too late, or else Father Christmas not might come to your room, eh?"
Dumbledore seemed to mostly be talking to the younger children, but made it so everyone could hear him. Some of the teachers laughed lightly to humour the children. Soon, Dumbledore was off towards the end of the hallway, many of the teachers following him. Oliver and Jessica stood to leave, and looked over at Alicia, but she was in the middle of a conversation with Hermione Granger, and didn't want to interrupt.
Quietly, the two made their way out of the Great Hall and towards the Gryffindor tower, barely saying anything to each other for no reason except they were sort of all talked out from supper. When they got into the Common Room, after getting in past the fat lady who was having a Christmas Party with the centaur man from the painting in the stairwell, they stopped and looked around a bit.
"Are you tired?" Oliver asked her. She looked over and nodded at him.
"A little bit." Jessica answered, smiling lightly.
"Well, I guess I'll see you in the morning then." He replied. She smiled and they kissed, first lightly, then more deeply, until finally Oliver let her go. She walked towards the steps leading to the Girls' dormitories and stopped and turned.
"Happy Christmas." She said.
"Happy Christmas." Said Oliver, smiling at her. She returned the smile and then vanished from sight.
Oliver didn't stay up much later than that, but did to get to work on Quidditch plays, knowing that in the morning he'd get dozens of presents to help boost his broomstick and how to write really complicated Quidditch plays. He was excited about the next morning for that reason.
He did have a time trying to get to sleep though; it was his first Christmas away from home and that made him uneasy. He watched the snow falling outside, and just imagined what his family was doing right that second; they had probably just finished a great big supper, fit for a family of 40. His aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents were there, most likely, as were his parents and brothers. He could taste his mother's mashed potatoes melting in his mouth with the heat, enough to make him pour Butterbeer down his throat. He'd then start onto the turkey and then...he realised that he shouldn't be thinking about all of this. He should just be happy it was Christmas, and he was spending it with other people that were also important to him. And besides, it was just depressing to know his brothers were all filled up to their noses with great food, and he had only just enough to make his hunger go away.
Slowly, Oliver drifted off to sleep, wanting to be at home more than anything.
Now, I got an e-mail from someone who wishes to remain anonymous. They were asking me to put SEX in the story. How impure! Lol, hoo, look who's talking. Lol. ANYHOO! I decided against it for THIS chapter, and cause I can't write that sort of stuff. It's just too..AHH! lol. Okie, calm, me yes, calm, hoooo. So, my friend Amber, who is like, the biggest sex- writing pervert I know, agreed to do it.but not in this chapter, and I'm not sure if at all. Sorry "anonymous" they're in school for christs sakes!
Anyhoo! Love you allll!!!!!!!!!!!
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Oliver woke up late. He hadn't been able to sleep well the night before. It didn't matter that he was 17 now, he always got excited around Christmas. He got up and changed into a warm blue sweater and tan pants, walking out of the dormitories and down to the Common Room. He liked having the dorms all to himself, it was very spacious without the 5 other people he usually shared it with. He heard a shuffling on his foot and looked down seeing a piece of paper stuck to his show. He bent down and picked it off, looking at it.
'I'm in the Great Hall, Sleepy Head. I'll wake you if I come back and you're not awake, cause Alicia wants me to. She thinks it would be a laugh. I only agree because I'm bored out of my head. See you then.
-Jess'
At the bottom of the page was a picture of Father Christmas leaning on an Elf. He figured Jess had been very bored when she wrote this and grinned. He put the paper on the steps and walked out of the Common Room and downstairs.
As he entered the Great Hall, he looked around, trying to figure out where Jessica and, supposedly, Alicia were. He eventually found them, and standing beside them was none other than Cedric Diggory. His back was turned to the back of the room, where Oliver was, but he could see Jessica's face. When she saw him, she waited a moment before giving him a helpless look and very covertly waving him over, but then looked back to Cedric and smiled when he looked at her.
Oliver grinned and walked over, passing Cedric as if he didn't even see him there and sat beside Jessica, not knowing how to help her out of this any other way than one. Grabbing her around the waist, he pushed his lips against hers and kissed her, his tongue making it's way into her mouth. Opening his eyes slightly, he looked at Cedric, just in time to see him walk off and stopped kissing Jessica, still grinning. Jessica automatically started laughing and looked at Oliver with a 'you know you enjoyed that' look.
"Good morning," he said, sounding very cheeky which made Jessica laugh a little bit again.
"I didn't expect you up," she said, glancing over at Alicia who was sitting across from them, then back to Oliver, "We thought we'd have to listen to his plans for the summer for hours more."
Oliver laughed, and then looked at the food on the table in front of him. He wouldn't lie. He was starving. He loaded onto his plate two pieces of toast, at least 5 strips of bacon, and two waffles. Alicia started laughing when she saw this.
"You pregnant, Oliver?" she asked. Jessica started laughing as well, as Oliver just smirked and ate a chunk from one of the pieces of toast.
"Why were you so tired?" Jessica asked him, folding her arms on the table, crumbs on her plate showing she'd already eaten.
"Stayed up late doing Quidditch plans, I bet." Alicia said, smirking and shaking her head at Oliver.
"There's a lot more to me than Quidditch, you know." Oliver said, looking at Alicia.
"Oh really? What other things do you like?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Um. . ." Oliver said, trying to think of something, "I like. . .music." Alicia laughed and shook her head at him, and Oliver couldn't help but grin lightly. "Well I do."
"Good stuff, Oliver, good stuff." Alicia said sarcastically, and laughed again. "Well, I'm off to the library."
"Library? It's Christmas Eve.day." Jessica said, frowning at Alicia, "Why study?"
"Because Snape wants my class to have 3 rolls of parchment done on monkshood and it's uses by the end of holidays." She said, wincing, "I'll talk to you later."
"Bye." Said Jessica and Oliver, both looking sympathetic as Alicia walked off.
Jessica then looked over at Oliver again and smiled when Oliver's eyes went to hers as well.
"So, why couldn't you sleep?" she asked, smiling at him.
"I um." he said, not wanting to say that really he had just been thinking about her, "I was just really cold."
"Well, you know how a lot of people stay warm right?" she asked, looking at him flirtatiously. Oliver gulped and shook his head, but had a pretty good idea what she was thinking.
"They get more blankets." She said, grinning and looking back to her goblet, and sipped some of it down.
"Oh yeah, that's what I was thinking." He said, smiling awkwardly and nodding.
"Sure it was." She said, grinning at him. Oliver smiled guiltily and then quickly changed the subject.
"What was Cedric saying to you?" he asked. Jessica shrugged.
"Saying that he's going to be training for Quidditch all summer as if it would impress us." She said, rolling her eyes, "I don't think he knows I'm not going to be here next year."
"You don't." Oliver started, but shook his head, "Never mind."
"Oh that's so unfair!" she said, "What were you going to say?"
"Nothing, never mind." He said, grinning, half just liking to make her squirm.
"C'mon just tell me." She said, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.
"You-You don't find Cedric attractive, do you?" he asked, raising both eyebrows at her, but then looking away from her to the floor, embarrassed. Jessica smiled at him, finding his question cute.
"Well, even if I did, it wouldn't matter." She said, smiling at him.
"Why's that?" Oliver asked, looking up from the floor to her, confused.
"Because my boyfriend's hotter than he'll ever be." She said, grinning in and leaning in to kiss him lightly. Oliver smirked and kissed back, thinking he felt himself start to get red in the face, but tried to stop himself.
"So. . .you don't think he's attractive?" he asked, trying not to seem too hopeful. Jessica rolled her eyes at him.
"I suppose he's kind of good looking, in that tall, dark and handsome way." She said, looking over at Cedric at the Hufflepuff table, then suddenly looked at Oliver, "Why? Do *you*?"
Oliver's eyes widened and he shook his head violently.
"No! No, no, no!" he exclaimed, "I was just asking."
Jessica giggled a bit and nodded.
"Alright, good. I didn't want to lose my boyfriend to *Cedric Diggory* of all people." She said, smiling. Oliver grinned at her and started eating again, and kept on glancing over at her, just wanting to see her face. He never wanted to forget that face.
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Christmas Eve day should have been a great, fun-filled day, but it was anything but that. Oliver and Jessica spent most of the day in the Gryffindor Common Room, playing Wizard's Chess, or studying for the surprise quiz they *KNEW* Snape was going to give them the very day they got back from Holidays. Once and a while they'd take a break from that to walk around the castle, or go outside.
Eventually, Oliver figured he'd work on Quidditch plays, which gave Jessica the idea she could take a break from Studying. Oliver tried to persuade her that she should keep studying, knowing she didn't know a lot that they were learning in class but she just shook her head, gave him a kiss, and bolted out the porthole. Oliver grinned and kept working on the Quidditch play versus Ravenclaw that they were going to play in March.
Jessica bounded down the stairs until she was on the same level as the library, but it was a ways away from where she was. She ran the entire way, once and a while having to pass professors or other bored students. Suddenly, Hagrid walked by carrying a small bag. Jessica nearly ran right into him and she skidded to a hault.
"Hey Hagrid." She said, bouncing in place.
"Ah, hello there, Jessica." he said, smiling innocently, "Be'er be on my way now."
Suddenly, there was a small growl from inside the bag and Jessica's eyes widened at it.
"Um.Hagrid, what's in the bag?" she asked, looking up at him.
"It's uh.it's a gift to uh.Dumbledore." He said, then suddenly the bag started to catch fire at the top and Jessica crossed her arms over her chest.
"I don't think Dumbledore allows *dragons* as pets in here, Hagrid." She said, grinning.
".Can you keep a secret?" he asked, bending down to her. She nodded. He whispered quietly, "It's a dragon.fer me."
He smiled mischievously and stopped leaning over.
"Oh.you had me fooled." She said, even though she figured that. Hagrid started to put the fire out on the bag as it caught on his coat, but the fires both ceased eventually.
"Dun tell anyone, right? It'll be our lil secret." He said, looking at her hopefully.
"Your secret's safe with me." She said, smirking at him. "See you later, Hagrid!"
She passed him and continued running down the halls. She eventually ran into the library, and looked around for Alicia. She eventually saw her, with about 3 stacks of books around her and writing furiously. Jessica smirked and walked over to her.
"Well, doesn't this look like heaps of fun?" she asked. Alicia looked up at her.
"Oh yeah, tons." She replied.
"So take a break, you've got what, another week to finish this up?" Jessica said, staring at her seriously, "I'm taking a break, you deserve one too."
"Gee, that would be nice, but I want to pass the year." Alicia said sarcastically, grinning at Jessica.
"Oh, be quiet, I'm going to pass!" Jessica replied, laughing quietly. "Pleeeeease just take a break, Oliver is working on Quidditch stuff and you look bored anyway!"
"I can't." Alicia said, "I want to have a good Holiday so I should get this done."
"If you keep trying to get it done you *won't* have a good Holiday!" Jessica exclaimed, looking at Alicia with an obvious look.
"Point taken," Alicia said, nodding, "But there's nothing to do even if I did take a break."
"Point taken." Jessica imitated, nodding, admitting defeat, "But I just walked allllll the way down here!"
"Then walk allllllll the way back." Alicia laughed.
"Ugh, fine." Jessica said, throwing her arms in the air, giving up jokingly, "See you at dinner."
She started running again and ran all the way back upstairs into the Gryffindor tower, and into the Common Room where she found Oliver working on Quidditch still, looking so engrossed in it, he didn't even look up when she came in.
"Hey." she said, walking over to him, but he kept drawing little pictures with arrows along pieces of parchment. Snapping her fingers in front of Oliver's face, Jessica grinned when he blinked a bunch of times and then looked up at her.
"Busy?" she asked.
"What? I mean, uh, no." Oliver said, still trying to snap out of it.
"You sure? I don't want to stop you if you're 'on a roll' or something." She said, mockingly.
"Yes, I'm sure. . .what is it?" he asked, frowning up at her.
"C'mon." Jessica said, grabbing his hand and pulling him up from the couch. Before Oliver could even ask where she was taking him, he saw the Girls' dormitory door ahead of him and his eyes widened. She pulled him inside and then let go of his hand, walking over to her trunk, brushing some of her hair behind her ear as she knelt in front of the large wooden box.
"Um...should I really be in here?" Oliver asked.
"No, that's the point." Jessica said, though didn't even sound like she was paying much attention to him as she flipped the lock on her trunk and opened it.
"What're you rummaging in there for?" Oliver asked, walking towards her.
"This." Jessica replied, as she pulled out a robe, that looked like something you would wear for Quidditch. It had red, black, and grey on it.
"What's this?" Oliver asked, stepping towards Jessica and looking at it.
"My old Quidditch uniform," she replied, "I saw a picture of your... this schools' uniforms and I thought it was interesting how different they looked from mine."
"It's kind of...dark coloured, isn't it?" Oliver said, as if he was asking a question.
"Oh well, I like the colours, they match each other." Jessica replied, smirking. He wasn't sure if it was a joke or not, he had never been good with clashing colours so he just tried to change the subject.
"Can you put it on?" Oliver asked, grinning mischievously. Jessica grinned back.
"Why would you want me to do that?" she asked.
"I just think you'd look great in a Quidditch uniform," he replied, "And plus, if you did it would be combining my two favourite things in the world; Quidditch, and you."
Jessica smirked at him, and Oliver thought he saw her blush a little bit, which made him grin even more.
"Fine." She said, turning away from him and walking into the Girls' bathroom to change. The thing about her robes was they were like cloaks, so you didn't wear special clothing like the Hogwarts teams underneath, and Oliver figured she might not want to have her bulky winter clothing underneath it.
Waiting for her to come out, Oliver looked around. He then saw, on Jessica's bed, photos...but they were Muggle photographs. He didn't know why Jessica would waste her time on Muggle film and that sort of thing, but he didn't ask her about it as he looked at them. They were all different, but all had a lot in common. For one, they all took place at skiing mountain somewhere where there was tons of snow, and they all seemed to contain the same group of people, some were out of one or two pictures, but mostly the same group.
The first one was of Jess, who was wearing a grey snowboarding jacket with a winter toque on, and snowboard snowpants, but you couldn't see any lower than that. She was standing with four other girls, their arms all around each other. Oliver smiled and looked at the next picture.
It looked like it was Jessica going off of some jump on a snowboard, but at the same time sticking her tongue out at the camera and grinning.
He moved onto the last picture he picked up where there was a group of 10 people. 5 girls, 5 guys. He didn't think anything of it until he saw some guy with spiky brown hair with his arms around Jessica's waist. He frowned at the picture before putting it down and looking around again. His eyes widened a bit when he saw all of the same pictures, and more that he didn't look at, on Jessica's wall in sort of a collage. He figured he was looking at the doubles. He saw this guy with the spiked brown hair in almost all of them, one of them even kissing Jessica full on.
Jumping, Oliver heard a noise and turned, seeing Jessica standing there in her Quidditch uniform, frowning like she was embarrassed.
"See, this was just a biiiig waste of time." She said, walking towards him, and meeting him halfway as he was walking towards her too.
"No, you look good." He said, grinning. "Really good."
"Great," she said, kissing him lightly, "Can I take it off now?"
Oliver gave her a look, as if wondering what she meant by that. Jessica caught on and laughed out, shaking her head.
"I didn't mean it that way, Oliver." She said, still grinning.
"Of course not, why'd I even think that?" he asked himself.
"You're a guy, you have a penis," Jessica said, "It comes naturally."
She grinned at him and he smirked back as she turned and walked towards the bathroom again, pulling off her robe as she walked inside, giving Oliver a quickly peek at her bare back before she disappeared.
He turned and looked back at the photos on the wall and frowned again, but she soon came out and he turned around again.
"What were you doing?" she asked, noticing his awkward manner as she put the robe back into her trunk.
"Nothing, just looking at the photos." Oliver replied, motioning towards the collage.
"Oh," she said, smiling over his shoulder at them, "See anything interesting?"
"I guess, looks fun." He said, avoiding the question he really wanted to ask, "Where were you guys?"
Jessica walked past him towards the collage and he followed beside her as she looked at the photos, and he looked at the side of her face.
"We were in Alaska," she said, "Some small western town with awesome slopes and mountains."
Oliver nodded, and started pointing out random people, asking who they were, carefully avoiding the spiky haired guy. He accidentally asked her who she was in the picture, which Jessica didn't look too happy about but went on.
"And who's this?" he asked, finally pointing towards the guy with his arms around her.
"That's Jake." She said simply.
"And...?" Oliver asked.
"And...what?"
"Well, you two seem very close."
"We were dating then, Oliver."
"Oh...I see, how long ago was this?"
"8 months." Jessica replied.
"How long did you two date?" Oliver asked.
"6 months." Jessica answered again.
"Oh...sounds like you two were good together." Oliver said, almost sounding spiteful towards the guy. Jessica grinned at him and put a hand on her hip, tilting her head so she was looking him in the eyes.
"Are you actually jealous of my ex-boyfriend?" she asked, sounding like she didn't believe it herself.
"What? No." Oliver said, making it sound like it was completely preposterous.
"You are!" Jessica said, laughing a bit, "Oh that is so cute."
"Don't be stupid." Oliver said, frowning at her, obviously embarrassed as he felt his face heat up.
"Oh, no, that's very cute," Jessica said, laughing again, "You're very cute...you're jealous of Jake..."
She laughed again, as if needing it to be repeated to believe it.
"Well..." Oliver said, trying to defend himself, "He's, well, everything that isn't like me. I'm just wondering why you'd pick such different guys."
Jessica laughed and kissed him, reason unknown to Oliver.
"First of all, it's not like I can just pluck guys from the tree whenever I feel like one," she said, Oliver was about to disagree but Jessica just continued, "Second of all, Jake and you *are* completely different."
"So, this is a...bad thing?" Oliver asked, frowning hurtfully.
"No! No no no." Jessica said, shaking her head, "I just mean...well, you're the type of guy that you can take home to your parents to meet and stuff. Jake was sort of like the summer fling people always have every summer."
Oliver had never had a summer fling, but he knew what she was getting at.
"So, you had a summer fling, in winter, that lasted 6 months?" Oliver asked.
"Okay okay, so we were a little out of season, and we didn't break up after two months of vacation, so what?" she said, grinning, "I'm not getting jealous of *you* and *your* past girlfriends."
Jessica grinned, but Oliver still frowned at her.
"I've never had any past girlfriends..." he said. Jessica's grin faded and her mouth dropped open, and then smirked.
"You're kidding right?" she asked.
"Why is that so hard to believe?" Oliver asked, not knowing whether to feel complimented or insulted.
"I just can't believe no girl would try and go for you, you studly man you." She said, grinning at him as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Well, some girls think I'm *too* focused on Quidditch and work and rules and all that to carry out a decent relationship, I guess." Oliver said, shrugging a bit as his hands made their way to Jessica's waist.
"*Too* focused on Quidditch?" Jessica said, sounding sarcastically aghast, "Well there's just no such thing, is there?"
"Apparently there is." Oliver said, grinning.
"Some strange people in your school, I tell you." Jessica said, looking into his eyes and smirking. Oliver leaned in, figuring this was what she was setting up for anyway, and kissed her. They stood there kissing for a bit until something dawned on Oliver: If she was setting up for this, how far did she want to go? He hadn't ever done the whole relationship thing before, and, admittedly, had never done the whole sex thing either. He didn't know what to do. His teenage boy hormonal brain told him to throw her on the bed and say some smooth line before kissing her and ripping her clothes off, but the actual Oliver told him to stay where he was and kiss her. Even though one was as equally tempting as the other, he did stay where he was, whether it was what she wanted or not. If she wanted more than kissing, she'd have to give him a better sign.
Suddenly, the door flew open and Alicia was standing there, looking at them like they were perverted, and their Oliver and Jessica stopped kissing.
"Hope I'm not interrupting anything." Alicia said, folding her arms over her chest.
"Um...no, nothing at all," Jessica said, grinning and taking her arms away from Oliver's neck and Oliver reluctantly brought his hands back to himself, "Is something wrong?"
"Hello? It's 7!" Alicia said, looking at them. They both gave her blank looks and she sighed.
"Theirs a thing called supper, it comes after lunch and before breakfast, and tonight it's a particularly special supper, Christmas Eve and all." Alicia explained, as if the two were thick as stones.
"Oh, yay!" Jessica said and the three rushed down to the Great Hall, much anticipating tonight's supper. When they got there, they saw only a few other people there, and then some of the teachers, all sitting in a large circular table in the middle of the room.
"Ah, excellent, the last of our dinner guests." Dumbledore said, waving them all to seats.
"Sorry we're late." Alicia said quietly.
"Not at all, my dear, we just all got here ourselves." Dumbledore said to her.
Oliver looked around the table at the few other people there. There was a Hufflepuff first year, beside him was Cedric Diggory. As for Ravenclaws, there was only one, who looked to be about a third year, and was a girl. The Gryffindors made up most of the students. At the table from their house was he, Jessica, Alicia, Harry, Hermione and Neville. As for Slytherins, there were only three. Draco Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.
Dumbledore smiled happily and raised his goblet up, to toast.
"I would like to make a toast, to all of our friends that could be here, and all that could not, on this fine Christmas Eve's night." He said, "I wish you all a very Happy Christmas."
Everyone raised their glasses aswell and some clanked their glasses together, before Dumbledore waved everyone to start taking food.
As Oliver loaded on a spoonful of corn, he looked over at Jessica beside him, who had the third fullest plate out of everyone there. He looked at her, grinning sarcastically and she looked back.
"I told you I eat." She said, grinning back as she put a second spoonful of mashed potatoes onto her plate.
Before Dumbledore started eating, he decided to pop a Christmas cracker, and who else to do it with but Severus Snape. When they popped it, fireworks shot out the top and out of it also came a pink, paper crown and a fortune on a glittering slip of paper. As Dumbledore put the crown on, looking somewhat proud of himself, he started to read the fortune. He let out a soft chuckle, almost like a giggle.
"Oh, how devious." Dumbledore said to himself. All the students looked as if they were about to laugh at his reaction but only Jessica made it audible, as she choked on her drink she was sipping, and immediately received a swift kick under the table from Alicia which made her just smile politely and started eating again.
As the night continued, Oliver would catch Harry Potter staring at Jessica as if she were shining with Christmas lights strung around her and sparklers out her ears. Once Harry would notice Oliver watching him, he'd look at either Hermione or his plate, blushing.
After about two hours of eating, and then talking to one another when they were all finished, Dumbledore stood up, yawning as he looked around at the students.
"I am afraid I must retire. I would like so say again, Happy Christmas, and I shall see you all tomorrow at breakfast I hope." He said, smiling happily. "And don't stay up too late, or else Father Christmas not might come to your room, eh?"
Dumbledore seemed to mostly be talking to the younger children, but made it so everyone could hear him. Some of the teachers laughed lightly to humour the children. Soon, Dumbledore was off towards the end of the hallway, many of the teachers following him. Oliver and Jessica stood to leave, and looked over at Alicia, but she was in the middle of a conversation with Hermione Granger, and didn't want to interrupt.
Quietly, the two made their way out of the Great Hall and towards the Gryffindor tower, barely saying anything to each other for no reason except they were sort of all talked out from supper. When they got into the Common Room, after getting in past the fat lady who was having a Christmas Party with the centaur man from the painting in the stairwell, they stopped and looked around a bit.
"Are you tired?" Oliver asked her. She looked over and nodded at him.
"A little bit." Jessica answered, smiling lightly.
"Well, I guess I'll see you in the morning then." He replied. She smiled and they kissed, first lightly, then more deeply, until finally Oliver let her go. She walked towards the steps leading to the Girls' dormitories and stopped and turned.
"Happy Christmas." She said.
"Happy Christmas." Said Oliver, smiling at her. She returned the smile and then vanished from sight.
Oliver didn't stay up much later than that, but did to get to work on Quidditch plays, knowing that in the morning he'd get dozens of presents to help boost his broomstick and how to write really complicated Quidditch plays. He was excited about the next morning for that reason.
He did have a time trying to get to sleep though; it was his first Christmas away from home and that made him uneasy. He watched the snow falling outside, and just imagined what his family was doing right that second; they had probably just finished a great big supper, fit for a family of 40. His aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents were there, most likely, as were his parents and brothers. He could taste his mother's mashed potatoes melting in his mouth with the heat, enough to make him pour Butterbeer down his throat. He'd then start onto the turkey and then...he realised that he shouldn't be thinking about all of this. He should just be happy it was Christmas, and he was spending it with other people that were also important to him. And besides, it was just depressing to know his brothers were all filled up to their noses with great food, and he had only just enough to make his hunger go away.
Slowly, Oliver drifted off to sleep, wanting to be at home more than anything.