Two weeks had quickly passed by and Oliver and I hadn't worked on the
project together yet. I had no clue what he was up to, but I had been
making notes and writing write ups and so on. I was staying at Hogwarts
this Christmas while Katie, Angelina and Alicia would be going home. I soon
found out that Oliver would be staying at Hogwarts as well. I couldn't
believe the bad luck I was running into. At least Fred and George would be
staying at Hogwarts, so it wasn't as bad.
It was about two, three nights before Christmas Day. I was sitting in the Common Room unable to sleep. I had too much on my mind to think. I was also freezing cold, but that wasn't the first thing that came to mind. I sighed and stared into the fire and said aloud to myself, "I am really that awful a person. I don't understand why Oliver hates me so much. I wish I knew." What I didn't know was he was right there listening to me. He just stared at me while I looked into the fire, tears starting to glisten my eyes.
Oliver didn't know what to say. He just stared at her. He had never actually treated a girl so meanly before, that it even shocked him. He couldn't explain why he did what he did to her. He knew she was smart, kind, pretty and so much more, but every time he tried to be nice to her, everything would come out the wrong way.
I stood up to head back to my dorm. When I got up, I saw Oliver looking right back at me. I was shocked as I stumbled out, "O...O...Oliver... What are you doing up right now? Actually, you don't have to answer that. I think I'll just go back to bed right now," and walked past him to get to my dorm. However, the moment I passed him, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He looked at me intensely as I stared at the floor, scared he would yell at me, and said, "I'm sorry." I looked at him and said, "For what? It was probably my fault anyways to make you upset with me right?" He looked at me and said, "No. It wasn't your fault that I was upset with you. I didn't know what to do with you when I first met you." I looked at him curiously and said, "Do with me? I don't get it. Or maybe I'm just really slow." He sighed and brought me to the couch in front of the fire place, still holding my hand which he grabbed, he grabbed my other hand and just looked at me while I just innocently smiled back at him. He sighed once more, then said, "I don't know how to put it." I interrupted him by saying, "Oh no, you hate me don't you. Where exactly did I go wrong? Did I accidentally say something mean? Ohhh..." He grinned at me and said, "No, that wasn't exactly what I was going to tell you. It's more like, ummm... I love you."
I looked at him all shocked, and said, "Are you sure? Haven't been hit by a bludger lately have you?" He smiled at me and said, "No, I haven't. And yes, I'm sure. I remember the moment you stepped into the compartment, you just had this broad smile and sweet voice. I didn't know how to react to you. Every time I tried to say something nice to you, it would come out all wrong and mean. I really didn't mean to stand you up today at the library. I really did forget. I never meant to make you cry, that would be the last thing I would ever want to do to you." I smiled at him and threw my arms around him and said, "It's so nice to know you don't actually hate me."
We just sat there, holding each other for a moment. When we let go, I smiled at him and said, "Well, I better be getting to bed." He smiled back at me. While he still sat on the couch, I gave him at quick kiss on the lips, and was about to head upstairs, when I said, "Before I forget, I love you too," and ran upstairs to get to bed.
The next morning, I woke up to a bright day. It was lightly snowing outside, and the sun was out at the same time. I stared out the window before I got changed to go to breakfast. I felt today was going to be a good day for me.
When I reached the Common Room, I saw Fred and George waiting for me. George had said, "We're here to protect you from Wood. Special request from Katie and Angelina." As we left the Common Room together, I said, "Oh really. There isn't something going on between you and Katie is there? And George and Angelina? Hmmm..." They both went a shade a red as I giggled and said, "Well for now, I'll leave this topic alone till another day then."
After breakfast, they decided they'd go play another prank on Filch, so I left back to the Common Room to work on the Charms project. I sat at one of the tables writing and thinking. I couldn't help but think of what went on last night with me and Oliver. Did I really say "I love you" to him. I could feel inside, that I really liked him a lot. No matter how mean he was, I put on a bright smile. He just gave me all these funny feelings. Just to see him made me smile. When he was mad at me, of course, I would just sit and cry. I just sighed at the thought as I looked around the empty Common Room.
It was about two, three nights before Christmas Day. I was sitting in the Common Room unable to sleep. I had too much on my mind to think. I was also freezing cold, but that wasn't the first thing that came to mind. I sighed and stared into the fire and said aloud to myself, "I am really that awful a person. I don't understand why Oliver hates me so much. I wish I knew." What I didn't know was he was right there listening to me. He just stared at me while I looked into the fire, tears starting to glisten my eyes.
Oliver didn't know what to say. He just stared at her. He had never actually treated a girl so meanly before, that it even shocked him. He couldn't explain why he did what he did to her. He knew she was smart, kind, pretty and so much more, but every time he tried to be nice to her, everything would come out the wrong way.
I stood up to head back to my dorm. When I got up, I saw Oliver looking right back at me. I was shocked as I stumbled out, "O...O...Oliver... What are you doing up right now? Actually, you don't have to answer that. I think I'll just go back to bed right now," and walked past him to get to my dorm. However, the moment I passed him, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He looked at me intensely as I stared at the floor, scared he would yell at me, and said, "I'm sorry." I looked at him and said, "For what? It was probably my fault anyways to make you upset with me right?" He looked at me and said, "No. It wasn't your fault that I was upset with you. I didn't know what to do with you when I first met you." I looked at him curiously and said, "Do with me? I don't get it. Or maybe I'm just really slow." He sighed and brought me to the couch in front of the fire place, still holding my hand which he grabbed, he grabbed my other hand and just looked at me while I just innocently smiled back at him. He sighed once more, then said, "I don't know how to put it." I interrupted him by saying, "Oh no, you hate me don't you. Where exactly did I go wrong? Did I accidentally say something mean? Ohhh..." He grinned at me and said, "No, that wasn't exactly what I was going to tell you. It's more like, ummm... I love you."
I looked at him all shocked, and said, "Are you sure? Haven't been hit by a bludger lately have you?" He smiled at me and said, "No, I haven't. And yes, I'm sure. I remember the moment you stepped into the compartment, you just had this broad smile and sweet voice. I didn't know how to react to you. Every time I tried to say something nice to you, it would come out all wrong and mean. I really didn't mean to stand you up today at the library. I really did forget. I never meant to make you cry, that would be the last thing I would ever want to do to you." I smiled at him and threw my arms around him and said, "It's so nice to know you don't actually hate me."
We just sat there, holding each other for a moment. When we let go, I smiled at him and said, "Well, I better be getting to bed." He smiled back at me. While he still sat on the couch, I gave him at quick kiss on the lips, and was about to head upstairs, when I said, "Before I forget, I love you too," and ran upstairs to get to bed.
The next morning, I woke up to a bright day. It was lightly snowing outside, and the sun was out at the same time. I stared out the window before I got changed to go to breakfast. I felt today was going to be a good day for me.
When I reached the Common Room, I saw Fred and George waiting for me. George had said, "We're here to protect you from Wood. Special request from Katie and Angelina." As we left the Common Room together, I said, "Oh really. There isn't something going on between you and Katie is there? And George and Angelina? Hmmm..." They both went a shade a red as I giggled and said, "Well for now, I'll leave this topic alone till another day then."
After breakfast, they decided they'd go play another prank on Filch, so I left back to the Common Room to work on the Charms project. I sat at one of the tables writing and thinking. I couldn't help but think of what went on last night with me and Oliver. Did I really say "I love you" to him. I could feel inside, that I really liked him a lot. No matter how mean he was, I put on a bright smile. He just gave me all these funny feelings. Just to see him made me smile. When he was mad at me, of course, I would just sit and cry. I just sighed at the thought as I looked around the empty Common Room.
