Summary: Oliver gets a bludger to the head and is in the hospital. Of all the people he sees its Angelina Johnson, dropping off some candy. They have a nice conversation. It's a short cute O/A fluff story.
A/N Hi guys. This is set when Oliver is in his third year and Angelina is in her first. I was inspired by Mary's poem and the quote, "I don't quite remember, I got a bludger to the head and woke up in the hospital two weeks later." It is best read aloud in an annoying fake British accent (I tried it on my brother). Oh and in the poem curt means short. Mary had to tell me I didn't know...
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and I don't own the poem (it belongs to Mary)
Have Faith (Poem)
If you're in the hospital
Sick or hurt
Don't loose hope
Though your life may be curt
You have family and friends
Who truly love you
Others have had miracles
Maybe you will too
So don't give up
You'll pull through
Your guardian angel
Is watching over you
Have Faith (story)
"Wood, look out! Bludger!" I heard Charlie Weasley shout.
I turned around and saw a big black ball coming towards my head. Before I could swerve out of the way--
I woke up to see a first year that I had only seen once, in the Sorting, clutching some candy from Honeydukes.
"What's going on?" I asked groggily.
"You took a bludger to the head and know you're in the hospital.' She said, matter-of-factly.
"Oh," I said trying to remember.
"I'm Angelina Johnson. Everyone was bringing you candy so I brought some." Angelina said. I looked at my side table. It was piled high with sweets.
"Hey thanks," I said as she handed me her armful of candy. "How'd you get this stuff? First years aren't allowed in Hogsmeade."
She grinned mischievously, "I'm friends with Fred and George Weasley."
I laughed; those two troublemakers knew just about every way out of Hogwarts. Being friends with them would be like having a life-long pass out of Hogwarts.
"Do play Quidditch?" I asked, turning to my favorite subject.
"Do I? It's the best! Before I came to Hogwarts, my friends and I started a Quidditch team. It's like my life!" Angelina said her cheeks flushed with excitement. She was very pretty, her chocolate-brown eyes and dark hair. "Do you like Quidditch too?" She asked.
We began to talk about Quidditch, would the Chuddley Cannons go to the finals? England was doing pretty pathetic this year, that win by Scotland was spectacular! We talked for a long, long time.
"Alright, Angelina its time for you to go. Oliver needs his rest." Madame Pompfrey said after about an hour.
"Well, bye Oliver. I hope you get well soon." Angelina said walking out the door.
"Goodbye Angelina. I hope to be seeing more of you soon." I replied.
The End
A/N Cute and fluffy huh? Please R/R.
A/N Hi guys. This is set when Oliver is in his third year and Angelina is in her first. I was inspired by Mary's poem and the quote, "I don't quite remember, I got a bludger to the head and woke up in the hospital two weeks later." It is best read aloud in an annoying fake British accent (I tried it on my brother). Oh and in the poem curt means short. Mary had to tell me I didn't know...
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and I don't own the poem (it belongs to Mary)
Have Faith (Poem)
If you're in the hospital
Sick or hurt
Don't loose hope
Though your life may be curt
You have family and friends
Who truly love you
Others have had miracles
Maybe you will too
So don't give up
You'll pull through
Your guardian angel
Is watching over you
Have Faith (story)
"Wood, look out! Bludger!" I heard Charlie Weasley shout.
I turned around and saw a big black ball coming towards my head. Before I could swerve out of the way--
I woke up to see a first year that I had only seen once, in the Sorting, clutching some candy from Honeydukes.
"What's going on?" I asked groggily.
"You took a bludger to the head and know you're in the hospital.' She said, matter-of-factly.
"Oh," I said trying to remember.
"I'm Angelina Johnson. Everyone was bringing you candy so I brought some." Angelina said. I looked at my side table. It was piled high with sweets.
"Hey thanks," I said as she handed me her armful of candy. "How'd you get this stuff? First years aren't allowed in Hogsmeade."
She grinned mischievously, "I'm friends with Fred and George Weasley."
I laughed; those two troublemakers knew just about every way out of Hogwarts. Being friends with them would be like having a life-long pass out of Hogwarts.
"Do play Quidditch?" I asked, turning to my favorite subject.
"Do I? It's the best! Before I came to Hogwarts, my friends and I started a Quidditch team. It's like my life!" Angelina said her cheeks flushed with excitement. She was very pretty, her chocolate-brown eyes and dark hair. "Do you like Quidditch too?" She asked.
We began to talk about Quidditch, would the Chuddley Cannons go to the finals? England was doing pretty pathetic this year, that win by Scotland was spectacular! We talked for a long, long time.
"Alright, Angelina its time for you to go. Oliver needs his rest." Madame Pompfrey said after about an hour.
"Well, bye Oliver. I hope you get well soon." Angelina said walking out the door.
"Goodbye Angelina. I hope to be seeing more of you soon." I replied.
The End
A/N Cute and fluffy huh? Please R/R.