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Increasing tension had been present in the Gryffindor common room for a week, ever since the fall out between Oliver and Harry. Although it wasn't affecting everyone directly, everyone could sense the feeling of unease. Especially towards Harry. Word had got around, and now virtually the whole school knew that Harry Potter, talented seeker, had quit. Harry had noticed that a coldness had been separating him from other students. He had realized that fellow Gryffindor's would glare at him, and that he would no longer get friendly hellos from everyone. Wood, on the other hand, had developed a brand new fan following. He had always received sidelong glances from girls, but he had always been too pre-occupied with his Quidditch to take any notice. Now that everyone knew about him and Cho Chang, Girls started to become jealous as they realized he was no longer a guy with JUST quidditch on his mind. The girls that used to follow Harry around had switched to Wood, and Harry noticed that in the corridors between classes, he could now get through without pushing past giggling crowds of girls.
'Wood, Wood, have you found a new seeker yet?' A group of 1st year Ravenclaws asked in unison. Cho Chang rolled her eyes.
'Nope.' was all he could say, his head turning slightly as he gave them one of his melting smiles. His eyes were drawn, and his body aching all over from three nights of no sleep. The next match with Slytherin was fast approaching and he still didn't have a seeker. He didn't want to forfeit and let everybody down, but he also didn't want to embarrass himself with an incompetent seeker. His options were running low. Yes, he had talked it over, gruffly, with a clearly uninterested Harry, he had even become so desperate at one stage he had asked Fred and George Weasley if they were willing to play seeker. But no one could measure up to the talented Potter.
'Don't worry, Ol,' Cho tried to console him 'I mean, I know no one wants Slytherin to win, but you've tried your hardest, quidditch isn't everything!' A pulse went through Oliver's mind. Quidditch isn't everything? Ever since he had been selected to play keeper in the Gryffindor team, he had decided that he would be captain. He would lead his team to victory. He would have one of the best Quidditch teams ever. He had failed tests, had sleepless nights, starved, and all because of a game. And now Cho said Quidditch wasn't everything? He pushed his chair away and started to stomp outdoors. Through the corner of his tired eyes, he could see his 'fan club' following him, and he stopped, turning to face them.
'Girls, please stop following me. I'm sorry, but I've got a lot on my mind at the moment.' He gritted his teeth, saying what he wanted to scream with forced politeness and a slight fake smile. The girls, all now swooning at his sensitivity, giggled happily up the stone steps to the castle. He sat himself down as the breeze cooled his drained face. He heard footsteps behind him and turned to see Cho walking towards him. She sat down beside him and put her arm around his shoulder.
'Oliver, I have a perfect idea!' She told him her plan, and for the first time in a week, he smiled. And he smiled sincerely.
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Increasing tension had been present in the Gryffindor common room for a week, ever since the fall out between Oliver and Harry. Although it wasn't affecting everyone directly, everyone could sense the feeling of unease. Especially towards Harry. Word had got around, and now virtually the whole school knew that Harry Potter, talented seeker, had quit. Harry had noticed that a coldness had been separating him from other students. He had realized that fellow Gryffindor's would glare at him, and that he would no longer get friendly hellos from everyone. Wood, on the other hand, had developed a brand new fan following. He had always received sidelong glances from girls, but he had always been too pre-occupied with his Quidditch to take any notice. Now that everyone knew about him and Cho Chang, Girls started to become jealous as they realized he was no longer a guy with JUST quidditch on his mind. The girls that used to follow Harry around had switched to Wood, and Harry noticed that in the corridors between classes, he could now get through without pushing past giggling crowds of girls.
'Wood, Wood, have you found a new seeker yet?' A group of 1st year Ravenclaws asked in unison. Cho Chang rolled her eyes.
'Nope.' was all he could say, his head turning slightly as he gave them one of his melting smiles. His eyes were drawn, and his body aching all over from three nights of no sleep. The next match with Slytherin was fast approaching and he still didn't have a seeker. He didn't want to forfeit and let everybody down, but he also didn't want to embarrass himself with an incompetent seeker. His options were running low. Yes, he had talked it over, gruffly, with a clearly uninterested Harry, he had even become so desperate at one stage he had asked Fred and George Weasley if they were willing to play seeker. But no one could measure up to the talented Potter.
'Don't worry, Ol,' Cho tried to console him 'I mean, I know no one wants Slytherin to win, but you've tried your hardest, quidditch isn't everything!' A pulse went through Oliver's mind. Quidditch isn't everything? Ever since he had been selected to play keeper in the Gryffindor team, he had decided that he would be captain. He would lead his team to victory. He would have one of the best Quidditch teams ever. He had failed tests, had sleepless nights, starved, and all because of a game. And now Cho said Quidditch wasn't everything? He pushed his chair away and started to stomp outdoors. Through the corner of his tired eyes, he could see his 'fan club' following him, and he stopped, turning to face them.
'Girls, please stop following me. I'm sorry, but I've got a lot on my mind at the moment.' He gritted his teeth, saying what he wanted to scream with forced politeness and a slight fake smile. The girls, all now swooning at his sensitivity, giggled happily up the stone steps to the castle. He sat himself down as the breeze cooled his drained face. He heard footsteps behind him and turned to see Cho walking towards him. She sat down beside him and put her arm around his shoulder.
'Oliver, I have a perfect idea!' She told him her plan, and for the first time in a week, he smiled. And he smiled sincerely.
