It was morning.
Oliver Wood got up and rubbed his eyes. He blinked, looking out of the window. And he rubbed his eyes and looked again, not believing what he saw.
The sky was bright.
"OH DAMN. I'M LATE!" shouted the Quidditch captain to himself. Grabbing his broomstick and Quidditch uniform, the 16 year old boy sped out of the room.
He had been scheduled to meet the rest of the team on the Quidditch pitch at 5am in the morning, when it was still dark. He had said that this would be good for training their eyesight. After all, there are times when you'd have to play in the rain. But he himself had been late! The captain! He should be setting a good example. In his mad rush, he failed to see Cho Chang coming towards him around the bend. And when he did, it was too late. Both of them collided into each other, and Cho Chang landed right on top of Oliver.
"Really Oliver, you should watch where you're going," she said, smiling as she picked herself up from the floor. She didn't seem to notice that Oliver's face was flushed.
"Erm.sorry.Quidditch.practice.pitch.late," Oliver stuttered, only managing to get these few words out. Like Harry, he found the Ravenclaw seeker very pretty.
"Well, you'd better be on your way then," She smiled, and walked down the corridor.
Oliver watched as she walked away, until he suddenly remembered that he was supposed to be at the pitch an hour and a half ago.
"Curses!" he muttered to himself, and ran all the way to the pitch.
**
"What's the meaning of this, Wood?"
Fred Weasley obviously sounded annoyed. "You made us get up at 5am in the morning to come down here, only to find out the one who was organising this practice isn't here yet?"
"Yeah Oliver, you made us wait for you for almost two hours!" said George.
"I'm really sorry guys.and girls," said a flustered Oliver. "I overslept."
"So what are you going to do to appease us, huh?" grinned Fred.
"Er.can we talk about this later? We're already late for practice," said Oliver.
"YOU were late for practice, not us. We've been practicing for the past two hours," said Alicia Spinnet smugly.
"Oh all right.what do you want me to do?" Oliver sighed. He knew nothing good was going to come out of this.
Fred grinned. "It's simple. Just let us whack you with our broomsticks!"
"No cheating," grinned George, and took Oliver's broomstick away from him.
Before Oliver knew it, he was being chased by all of his teammates, all with their broomsticks raised.
**
"Owwww."
"You were lucky I didn't hit you, Oliver.look at what the twins did," laughed Harry, as he applied some medicine onto Oliver's bruises.
"I didn't expect them to hit me THAT hard," grumbled Wood, his handsome features distorted slightly, as he winced in pain.
"Haha. Just be careful the next time the twins ask you to let them do anything," said Angelina Johnson, smiling. "You know them.especially Fred." At the mention of Fred's name, her face suddenly became dreamy.
"Yes yes.ESPECIALLY Fred." Katie Bell laughed at the expression on her fellow Chaser's face. "Come on, I'm dead beat.let's get back to our dorms."
They all left the room, leaving Harry to apply medicine for the Quidditch captain.
Suddenly, Oliver thought of something.
"Say, Harry. What do you think of Cho Chang?" he asked distractedly.
Harry's face turned bright red. "Erm. Nothing. A good seeker."
"Really?" said Oliver, not noticing the look on Harry's face. "Don't you think she's pretty?"
"Oliver why're you asking me this?" said Harry, surprised at the question.
"What? Oh nothing." Oliver smiled distractedly. The pain seemed to be gone now that he was thinking of Cho Chang.
Oliver Wood got up and rubbed his eyes. He blinked, looking out of the window. And he rubbed his eyes and looked again, not believing what he saw.
The sky was bright.
"OH DAMN. I'M LATE!" shouted the Quidditch captain to himself. Grabbing his broomstick and Quidditch uniform, the 16 year old boy sped out of the room.
He had been scheduled to meet the rest of the team on the Quidditch pitch at 5am in the morning, when it was still dark. He had said that this would be good for training their eyesight. After all, there are times when you'd have to play in the rain. But he himself had been late! The captain! He should be setting a good example. In his mad rush, he failed to see Cho Chang coming towards him around the bend. And when he did, it was too late. Both of them collided into each other, and Cho Chang landed right on top of Oliver.
"Really Oliver, you should watch where you're going," she said, smiling as she picked herself up from the floor. She didn't seem to notice that Oliver's face was flushed.
"Erm.sorry.Quidditch.practice.pitch.late," Oliver stuttered, only managing to get these few words out. Like Harry, he found the Ravenclaw seeker very pretty.
"Well, you'd better be on your way then," She smiled, and walked down the corridor.
Oliver watched as she walked away, until he suddenly remembered that he was supposed to be at the pitch an hour and a half ago.
"Curses!" he muttered to himself, and ran all the way to the pitch.
**
"What's the meaning of this, Wood?"
Fred Weasley obviously sounded annoyed. "You made us get up at 5am in the morning to come down here, only to find out the one who was organising this practice isn't here yet?"
"Yeah Oliver, you made us wait for you for almost two hours!" said George.
"I'm really sorry guys.and girls," said a flustered Oliver. "I overslept."
"So what are you going to do to appease us, huh?" grinned Fred.
"Er.can we talk about this later? We're already late for practice," said Oliver.
"YOU were late for practice, not us. We've been practicing for the past two hours," said Alicia Spinnet smugly.
"Oh all right.what do you want me to do?" Oliver sighed. He knew nothing good was going to come out of this.
Fred grinned. "It's simple. Just let us whack you with our broomsticks!"
"No cheating," grinned George, and took Oliver's broomstick away from him.
Before Oliver knew it, he was being chased by all of his teammates, all with their broomsticks raised.
**
"Owwww."
"You were lucky I didn't hit you, Oliver.look at what the twins did," laughed Harry, as he applied some medicine onto Oliver's bruises.
"I didn't expect them to hit me THAT hard," grumbled Wood, his handsome features distorted slightly, as he winced in pain.
"Haha. Just be careful the next time the twins ask you to let them do anything," said Angelina Johnson, smiling. "You know them.especially Fred." At the mention of Fred's name, her face suddenly became dreamy.
"Yes yes.ESPECIALLY Fred." Katie Bell laughed at the expression on her fellow Chaser's face. "Come on, I'm dead beat.let's get back to our dorms."
They all left the room, leaving Harry to apply medicine for the Quidditch captain.
Suddenly, Oliver thought of something.
"Say, Harry. What do you think of Cho Chang?" he asked distractedly.
Harry's face turned bright red. "Erm. Nothing. A good seeker."
"Really?" said Oliver, not noticing the look on Harry's face. "Don't you think she's pretty?"
"Oliver why're you asking me this?" said Harry, surprised at the question.
"What? Oh nothing." Oliver smiled distractedly. The pain seemed to be gone now that he was thinking of Cho Chang.
