Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing but the plot. That's it! Everything
else is J. K. Rowling's. And I thank her for creating it.
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Hermione lay in her bed thinking. She had been thinking for the whole night. Now at five AM she still had no answers. She knew that she needed to sleep. She had Double Potions today and if she were tired for that class Snape would kill her. She was already on his bad side. One more mess-up and she would get a detention.
She tried to get back to sleep knowing she could skip breakfast and just go straight to class. Unfortunately Harry and Ron would wonder where she was. She couldn't worry about Harry and Ron right now. She had to worry about sleeping. She resigned to sleep and skip breakfast. She turned over and brought the blanket up over her head to block the sunlight being to crack through the blinds. But the minute she closed her eyes the dream that had gotten her up in the first place came back.
The dream was so fresh in her mind that she couldn't get rid of it. She was walking around the Quidditch pitch. It was early morning but instead of sunlight glistening off the grass, she was surrounded by fog preventing her from seeing farther than a foot in front of her.
She continued to walk while trying to remember why she was out there in the first place. Then she got worried. She couldn't she anything right?
How was she going to get back to the castle? She might be stuck out there all-day or longer. She began shiver. The wind was picking up and she was wearing only her robes. The cold licked at her bare skin forcing to shove her hands in her pockets and pull her hood up over her head.
While she walking she ran into something hard. Falling face forward into the damp grass everything went flying. Her wand flew out of her pocket and onto the grass. Recovering herself she clambered around on her knees until she found her wand and stuffed it back into her pocket.
She stood and tried to examine what she had run into. While she was examining the hard object she heard a large swish as if someone was landing. She looked up quite frightened.
Slowly coming into his form Oliver appeared in front of Hermione no longer blocked by the fog. She gasped and then smiled happy to see him.
"Hermione? What are you doing out here?" Oliver said astounded.
"I should ask you the same thing," Hermione said defiantly.
"I was practicing some Quidditch moves," he said.
"How? The fog is everywhere," Hermione said even more confused now.
"The fog only goes up about ten feet, after it's clear. The Quidditch posts are fine for me to practice blocking shots. So what are you doing here?" he said, the last part a repetition of what he had said before.
"I don't know. I'm just here," she said lost.
"Good, I've been meaning to do this for a long time," he said gathering her in his arms. He looked deeply into her eyes and straight into her soul. Then mustering all the courage he had in him he kissed her. Not a quick little peck or anything harsh and rough. It was one of those kisses you dream about. The kind where you forget where you end and the other person begins.
They seemed to be there forever. Not daring to move. Then finally he pulled away but before she could say anything she woke up.
And that was how the dream went. Every time she closed her eyes she that was what she saw. She couldn't sleep and she knew she had to. Leaving a note for Lavender not to wake her up she pulled the covers over her head again. She was going to sleep. Even if she had to force the dream out of her thoughts she was going to get to sleep.
She eventually drifted off. She slept soundly and the dream did not come back to her. This was mainly because she was so tired that her subconscious couldn't even dream.
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1 Hermione dawdled through her morning classes. She had Double Arithmancy and it was mostly because her professor loved her so much that she got off. She didn't she Harry at all and she was worried that her would be wondering why she hadn't been at breakfast. Well she had needed sleep.
When she arrived at lunch it was louder than normal. There was a constant murmur running through the whole place. She wondered what she could have missed.
She quickly ran over to the Gryffindor table and plopped down next to Harry. "What did I miss this morning?" she asked him.
"Big announcement where were you?" he said.
"I had trouble sleeping last night so I slept in, so what's the big announcement?" she said not really that excited.
"Well it seems that Madame Hooch has mono, a mild case that will be gone by the end of the year," Harry said, "so they needed a replacement to referee at Quidditch games, because she can still teach because it's not too stressful, but refereeing is out of the question."
"So what idiot did they find to referee Quidditch matches?" Hermione said only to regret it a second later.
"That would be this idiot," Oliver said smiling and sat down next to Hermione, "but I'm not just going to be refereeing, I'm going to be a coach."
"I'm sorry Oliver, you are definitely not an idiot," Hermione said cursing herself mentally.
"Wait did you just say coach?" Harry and Ron chimed in unison preventing Oliver from replying to Hermione.
"Yes, I did, boys, you're looking at the coach for the Gryffindor team," Oliver said proudly.
"Oh cool," Harry said.
"Fantastic!" Ron yelled loud enough for the whole table to hear.
"So you're staying the whole year then?" Hermione asked.
"Yes," Oliver replied.
So that's why he was meeting with Dumbledore, she thought. Hermione smiled at him and tried to contain her excitement. But then reality shot back in. He's staying the whole year! Now she'll never stop thinking about him. She pulled herself back together. Tearing Ron and Harry away from their conversation with Oliver was hard but she did it in the end. She reminded them they have Double Potions and while they whined at her they capitulated, gathering their books. As they left, they waved goodbye to Oliver. This year is really shaping up to be a crazy one she thought before Ron asked her a question about the Chudley Cannons and she had to actually start paying attention to him and Harry. She sighed for once happy to have Potions next. At least then they would keep quite for a little while.
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A/N: I know this chapter is kind of short but it was just mainly an informative chapter. You know to finally reveal how I was going to keep Oliver around so that he and Hermione can be together. Next chapter will definitely have some more Oliver/Hermione interactions.
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Hermione lay in her bed thinking. She had been thinking for the whole night. Now at five AM she still had no answers. She knew that she needed to sleep. She had Double Potions today and if she were tired for that class Snape would kill her. She was already on his bad side. One more mess-up and she would get a detention.
She tried to get back to sleep knowing she could skip breakfast and just go straight to class. Unfortunately Harry and Ron would wonder where she was. She couldn't worry about Harry and Ron right now. She had to worry about sleeping. She resigned to sleep and skip breakfast. She turned over and brought the blanket up over her head to block the sunlight being to crack through the blinds. But the minute she closed her eyes the dream that had gotten her up in the first place came back.
The dream was so fresh in her mind that she couldn't get rid of it. She was walking around the Quidditch pitch. It was early morning but instead of sunlight glistening off the grass, she was surrounded by fog preventing her from seeing farther than a foot in front of her.
She continued to walk while trying to remember why she was out there in the first place. Then she got worried. She couldn't she anything right?
How was she going to get back to the castle? She might be stuck out there all-day or longer. She began shiver. The wind was picking up and she was wearing only her robes. The cold licked at her bare skin forcing to shove her hands in her pockets and pull her hood up over her head.
While she walking she ran into something hard. Falling face forward into the damp grass everything went flying. Her wand flew out of her pocket and onto the grass. Recovering herself she clambered around on her knees until she found her wand and stuffed it back into her pocket.
She stood and tried to examine what she had run into. While she was examining the hard object she heard a large swish as if someone was landing. She looked up quite frightened.
Slowly coming into his form Oliver appeared in front of Hermione no longer blocked by the fog. She gasped and then smiled happy to see him.
"Hermione? What are you doing out here?" Oliver said astounded.
"I should ask you the same thing," Hermione said defiantly.
"I was practicing some Quidditch moves," he said.
"How? The fog is everywhere," Hermione said even more confused now.
"The fog only goes up about ten feet, after it's clear. The Quidditch posts are fine for me to practice blocking shots. So what are you doing here?" he said, the last part a repetition of what he had said before.
"I don't know. I'm just here," she said lost.
"Good, I've been meaning to do this for a long time," he said gathering her in his arms. He looked deeply into her eyes and straight into her soul. Then mustering all the courage he had in him he kissed her. Not a quick little peck or anything harsh and rough. It was one of those kisses you dream about. The kind where you forget where you end and the other person begins.
They seemed to be there forever. Not daring to move. Then finally he pulled away but before she could say anything she woke up.
And that was how the dream went. Every time she closed her eyes she that was what she saw. She couldn't sleep and she knew she had to. Leaving a note for Lavender not to wake her up she pulled the covers over her head again. She was going to sleep. Even if she had to force the dream out of her thoughts she was going to get to sleep.
She eventually drifted off. She slept soundly and the dream did not come back to her. This was mainly because she was so tired that her subconscious couldn't even dream.
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1 Hermione dawdled through her morning classes. She had Double Arithmancy and it was mostly because her professor loved her so much that she got off. She didn't she Harry at all and she was worried that her would be wondering why she hadn't been at breakfast. Well she had needed sleep.
When she arrived at lunch it was louder than normal. There was a constant murmur running through the whole place. She wondered what she could have missed.
She quickly ran over to the Gryffindor table and plopped down next to Harry. "What did I miss this morning?" she asked him.
"Big announcement where were you?" he said.
"I had trouble sleeping last night so I slept in, so what's the big announcement?" she said not really that excited.
"Well it seems that Madame Hooch has mono, a mild case that will be gone by the end of the year," Harry said, "so they needed a replacement to referee at Quidditch games, because she can still teach because it's not too stressful, but refereeing is out of the question."
"So what idiot did they find to referee Quidditch matches?" Hermione said only to regret it a second later.
"That would be this idiot," Oliver said smiling and sat down next to Hermione, "but I'm not just going to be refereeing, I'm going to be a coach."
"I'm sorry Oliver, you are definitely not an idiot," Hermione said cursing herself mentally.
"Wait did you just say coach?" Harry and Ron chimed in unison preventing Oliver from replying to Hermione.
"Yes, I did, boys, you're looking at the coach for the Gryffindor team," Oliver said proudly.
"Oh cool," Harry said.
"Fantastic!" Ron yelled loud enough for the whole table to hear.
"So you're staying the whole year then?" Hermione asked.
"Yes," Oliver replied.
So that's why he was meeting with Dumbledore, she thought. Hermione smiled at him and tried to contain her excitement. But then reality shot back in. He's staying the whole year! Now she'll never stop thinking about him. She pulled herself back together. Tearing Ron and Harry away from their conversation with Oliver was hard but she did it in the end. She reminded them they have Double Potions and while they whined at her they capitulated, gathering their books. As they left, they waved goodbye to Oliver. This year is really shaping up to be a crazy one she thought before Ron asked her a question about the Chudley Cannons and she had to actually start paying attention to him and Harry. She sighed for once happy to have Potions next. At least then they would keep quite for a little while.
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A/N: I know this chapter is kind of short but it was just mainly an informative chapter. You know to finally reveal how I was going to keep Oliver around so that he and Hermione can be together. Next chapter will definitely have some more Oliver/Hermione interactions.