Disclaimer: I'm just throwin these babies in randomly. I own nothing except
Haylie and Gaia, even though I don't want to.
A/N: Hate Gaia! It gives me strength to keep writing!
Oliver thought her little bout of non-communication wouldn't last long, but to his surprise, even during class, she made no comments to him, didn't laugh at his stupid jokes or even look at him for that matter. He sat in Muggle Studies, contemplating these things to himself, before his mind suddenly switched to Quidditch, full time.
'You're running from your emotions again Oliver.' His heart said.
'Shut up, heart, this is the only way I know how to deal with things.' His brain replied.
'Remember what Haylie said in fourth year, about everything always boiling down to Quidditch for you brain? She was right.' His heart replied.
'Quidditch is the only thing I'm good at Heart, drop it.' His brain said. Oliver, listening to both sides of his little internal squabble, had to agree with his brain and shut his heart out. Something he'd done many times before.
When Muggle Studies was over, he left the room, and went down to the Great Hall, muttering things about getting the Quaffle to the goalposts, and performing the Hawkshead Attacking Formation for 100% effective shots. "Hey Oliver." A warm voice said. Oliver looked up, expecting to see Haylie.
"Hi Gaia." He said softly.
"What's wrong?" She asked, taking his hand, it was unbelievably cold.
"Nothing. Why's your hand so cold?" He asked, looking at her.
"Oh, I was just helping Professor Sprout in the greenhouse. She gave us extra credit if we helped weed the greenhouse." Gaia explained.
"Ah." Oliver replied. He had depressed himself a lot that day, wallowing in his personal problems with Haylie. "Let me kiss you." He said, pulling Gaia close to him. He ran his hands through her thick brown hair, and imagined himself looking at her almond eyes…'That's not Gaia.' His heart said, a patronizing tone in it's voice. 'That's Haylie you're imagining dear,'
"I have to agree with the heart this time' His brain said.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow morning in Potions." She said smiling and walking towards the Hufflepuff table. Oliver smiled back, although inside, he was more confused than before.
He walked towards the Gryffindor table, a confused look on his face as he sat next to Percy. Haylie, who was sitting across Percy, became very interested in her potatoes. She was sandwiched between the twins, Fred and George, whom, in earlier years, fancied her. "Percy, what did you think of that Ancient Runes test?"
"It was amazingly easy." Percy said. "You?"
"Yeah, your notes seemed to explain everything." Haylie said. "Damn Professor Hirsch and his lisp." (A/N: If you have a lisp, I'm sorry. I don't mean to offend you)
"Hirsch as a lisp?" Fred asked. "Imagine, if you will George, Sth-nape with a listh-p. Talking endlessth-ly about pothionths."
"Ah yesth, that isth quite interesthting." George said.
Haylie giggled at the twins' antics. "Thank you Fred and George for that wonderful rendition of, er, someone."
"No problem. We can do a McGonagall too, wanna hear that one?" George asked.
"How about Dumbledore?" Fred asked.
"That's quite alright." Haylie said. "Although one of Marcus Flint might be quite enjoyable."
"Alright…" Fred said, clearing his throat. He made a face. "There, did you like it?"
"You didn't say anything." Haylie said, somewhat confused.
"he's too dense to say anything Haylie. I do think that being with Percy has dampened your sense of humor." George explained.
Haylie looked at Percy. "No, actually, it hasn't. It's given me loads of new jokes." She said, getting into deep conversation with the twins.
Percy turned to Oliver. "Oliver, you're going to have to sort out your problems with Haylie." Percy said. "This is hurting my relationship with Penny."
"Oh! I almost forgot to tell you about this one incident with Percy and Penny!" Haylie said, the twins listened eagerly as she told them a short story, which quickly entailed laughter.
"Look Perce, I'm sorry for that. But she's not helping by being incorrigible." Oliver replied. 'Way to go Oliver! LOGIC!' His brain screamed.
'Logic shm-loglic.' His heart replied.
'I thought I shut you down?' His brain asked.
"Maybe it would help if you took some time off Quidditch and Gaia to sit down and talk to her." Percy said with a soft voice.
"Perce, I'd like to, but I just, I just can't." Oliver said.
'Way to go.' His heart said. 'Way to frickin go.'
A/N: Hate Gaia! It gives me strength to keep writing!
Oliver thought her little bout of non-communication wouldn't last long, but to his surprise, even during class, she made no comments to him, didn't laugh at his stupid jokes or even look at him for that matter. He sat in Muggle Studies, contemplating these things to himself, before his mind suddenly switched to Quidditch, full time.
'You're running from your emotions again Oliver.' His heart said.
'Shut up, heart, this is the only way I know how to deal with things.' His brain replied.
'Remember what Haylie said in fourth year, about everything always boiling down to Quidditch for you brain? She was right.' His heart replied.
'Quidditch is the only thing I'm good at Heart, drop it.' His brain said. Oliver, listening to both sides of his little internal squabble, had to agree with his brain and shut his heart out. Something he'd done many times before.
When Muggle Studies was over, he left the room, and went down to the Great Hall, muttering things about getting the Quaffle to the goalposts, and performing the Hawkshead Attacking Formation for 100% effective shots. "Hey Oliver." A warm voice said. Oliver looked up, expecting to see Haylie.
"Hi Gaia." He said softly.
"What's wrong?" She asked, taking his hand, it was unbelievably cold.
"Nothing. Why's your hand so cold?" He asked, looking at her.
"Oh, I was just helping Professor Sprout in the greenhouse. She gave us extra credit if we helped weed the greenhouse." Gaia explained.
"Ah." Oliver replied. He had depressed himself a lot that day, wallowing in his personal problems with Haylie. "Let me kiss you." He said, pulling Gaia close to him. He ran his hands through her thick brown hair, and imagined himself looking at her almond eyes…'That's not Gaia.' His heart said, a patronizing tone in it's voice. 'That's Haylie you're imagining dear,'
"I have to agree with the heart this time' His brain said.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow morning in Potions." She said smiling and walking towards the Hufflepuff table. Oliver smiled back, although inside, he was more confused than before.
He walked towards the Gryffindor table, a confused look on his face as he sat next to Percy. Haylie, who was sitting across Percy, became very interested in her potatoes. She was sandwiched between the twins, Fred and George, whom, in earlier years, fancied her. "Percy, what did you think of that Ancient Runes test?"
"It was amazingly easy." Percy said. "You?"
"Yeah, your notes seemed to explain everything." Haylie said. "Damn Professor Hirsch and his lisp." (A/N: If you have a lisp, I'm sorry. I don't mean to offend you)
"Hirsch as a lisp?" Fred asked. "Imagine, if you will George, Sth-nape with a listh-p. Talking endlessth-ly about pothionths."
"Ah yesth, that isth quite interesthting." George said.
Haylie giggled at the twins' antics. "Thank you Fred and George for that wonderful rendition of, er, someone."
"No problem. We can do a McGonagall too, wanna hear that one?" George asked.
"How about Dumbledore?" Fred asked.
"That's quite alright." Haylie said. "Although one of Marcus Flint might be quite enjoyable."
"Alright…" Fred said, clearing his throat. He made a face. "There, did you like it?"
"You didn't say anything." Haylie said, somewhat confused.
"he's too dense to say anything Haylie. I do think that being with Percy has dampened your sense of humor." George explained.
Haylie looked at Percy. "No, actually, it hasn't. It's given me loads of new jokes." She said, getting into deep conversation with the twins.
Percy turned to Oliver. "Oliver, you're going to have to sort out your problems with Haylie." Percy said. "This is hurting my relationship with Penny."
"Oh! I almost forgot to tell you about this one incident with Percy and Penny!" Haylie said, the twins listened eagerly as she told them a short story, which quickly entailed laughter.
"Look Perce, I'm sorry for that. But she's not helping by being incorrigible." Oliver replied. 'Way to go Oliver! LOGIC!' His brain screamed.
'Logic shm-loglic.' His heart replied.
'I thought I shut you down?' His brain asked.
"Maybe it would help if you took some time off Quidditch and Gaia to sit down and talk to her." Percy said with a soft voice.
"Perce, I'd like to, but I just, I just can't." Oliver said.
'Way to go.' His heart said. 'Way to frickin go.'
