Oliver awoke the next morning, with warm mist on his face. "What the…" He
started, confused. He got up, wiping the sleep away, before venturing off
of his bed and discovering where this mist was coming from. He stepped on
the cold floor and walked towards his bathroom. "I figured." He thought.
'Dad must be using my bathroom again. He opened the door to find not his
father but…
"JADYN! I'm sorry!" He said, eyes widening before he slammed the door shut. As he shut the door, a grin tugged at the corner of his lips.
** Oliver **
Oh shit, I'm in for it now, I can feel it. But still…that's some great stuff to wake up to. Wait, no, I'm not supposed to be happy to see, wait yes I am, what am I saying? Although, it's going to be, what's the word? Ah yes, different, for a wee bit.
**
Jadyn stood there, briefly shocked before realizing what exactly had occurred. "Oh my god." She said out loud before putting her clothes on. She walked out of the bathroom and saw Oliver again, sitting on his bed.
"So sorry about that Jadyn." Oliver said, not looking at Jadyn, which didn't really matter because Jadyn wasn't looking at him either.
"It's alright. I think." Jadyn said. "Although, I do think that you owe me for that. You know, to make up for this whole 'incident'." She said, making quotation marks with her fingers.
"What? What do you want me to do?" Oliver asked, slowly looking at her face.
"First off, you can start by getting a lock that works for your bathroom." Jadyn replied, grinning, and then laughing.
~*~
Despite the morning's, er, awkward predicament, Oliver managed to get Jadyn to talk to him again, and brought her outside where they could work on her broomstick riding skills.
"Alright, let's start with the basics shall we?" Oliver said. Jadyn was seated on the ground, watching Oliver as he took out his own Quidditch set, and two broomsticks. "This is a broomstick."
"I'm not stupid Oliver. I know what a broomstick is, I know what the bludgers, quaffle, and snitch are. I don't know how to fly on a broomstick, so could we just skip to that?" Jadyn said, amusedly.
"Oh right. Sorry." He grinned. "Alright, here we go. Now, Madam Hooch over at Hogwarts taught us this at the beginning. The first thing you need to do before even mounting your broom is getting it into your hand. So, here, use my Comet." He slid the broom toward her. "Put your right hand over the broom and say 'up'!"
Jadyn did as she was told. "Up!" The broom, much faster than Oliver expected, flew into Jadyn's hand. "Whoa! Did I do that?"
"Yeah! That was pretty good! Funny thing is, it took me three classes to get that right." Oliver grinned. "Alright, now, mount your broom and gently push off so that you hover with your feet barely touching grass. On the count of three alright?" He counted, and she pushed off.
"Uh, Oliver…" Jadyn started.
"Don't give me that 'I'm worried' crap Jadyn. You're doing great. Give me your hand and I'll help you get around." He said. "Lean forwards a bit to propel the broom." And slowly he lead her around his large backyard.
A/N: Yeah, another short one, but better short than long and boring. Well, I don't know if this was boring….ah, I'm rambling again, oh well.
"JADYN! I'm sorry!" He said, eyes widening before he slammed the door shut. As he shut the door, a grin tugged at the corner of his lips.
** Oliver **
Oh shit, I'm in for it now, I can feel it. But still…that's some great stuff to wake up to. Wait, no, I'm not supposed to be happy to see, wait yes I am, what am I saying? Although, it's going to be, what's the word? Ah yes, different, for a wee bit.
**
Jadyn stood there, briefly shocked before realizing what exactly had occurred. "Oh my god." She said out loud before putting her clothes on. She walked out of the bathroom and saw Oliver again, sitting on his bed.
"So sorry about that Jadyn." Oliver said, not looking at Jadyn, which didn't really matter because Jadyn wasn't looking at him either.
"It's alright. I think." Jadyn said. "Although, I do think that you owe me for that. You know, to make up for this whole 'incident'." She said, making quotation marks with her fingers.
"What? What do you want me to do?" Oliver asked, slowly looking at her face.
"First off, you can start by getting a lock that works for your bathroom." Jadyn replied, grinning, and then laughing.
~*~
Despite the morning's, er, awkward predicament, Oliver managed to get Jadyn to talk to him again, and brought her outside where they could work on her broomstick riding skills.
"Alright, let's start with the basics shall we?" Oliver said. Jadyn was seated on the ground, watching Oliver as he took out his own Quidditch set, and two broomsticks. "This is a broomstick."
"I'm not stupid Oliver. I know what a broomstick is, I know what the bludgers, quaffle, and snitch are. I don't know how to fly on a broomstick, so could we just skip to that?" Jadyn said, amusedly.
"Oh right. Sorry." He grinned. "Alright, here we go. Now, Madam Hooch over at Hogwarts taught us this at the beginning. The first thing you need to do before even mounting your broom is getting it into your hand. So, here, use my Comet." He slid the broom toward her. "Put your right hand over the broom and say 'up'!"
Jadyn did as she was told. "Up!" The broom, much faster than Oliver expected, flew into Jadyn's hand. "Whoa! Did I do that?"
"Yeah! That was pretty good! Funny thing is, it took me three classes to get that right." Oliver grinned. "Alright, now, mount your broom and gently push off so that you hover with your feet barely touching grass. On the count of three alright?" He counted, and she pushed off.
"Uh, Oliver…" Jadyn started.
"Don't give me that 'I'm worried' crap Jadyn. You're doing great. Give me your hand and I'll help you get around." He said. "Lean forwards a bit to propel the broom." And slowly he lead her around his large backyard.
A/N: Yeah, another short one, but better short than long and boring. Well, I don't know if this was boring….ah, I'm rambling again, oh well.
