CHAPTER THIRTEEN
"Oliver?" OLIVER!" Hermione called, as she ran down the stairs that connected the common room to the Girl's tower. As she ran past the fire, calling his name, people turned to stare at the strange girl who was almost crying now. She didn't know why or how but at one stage through all the trauma Hermione managed to have a weird thought of 'Gosh, I've been crying so much lately... I wonder if I'm due yet...' but her thoughts were madly interrupted by her goal of finding Oliver.
"Herm?" someone, but she wasn't sure who, grabbed her by the arm but she didn't slow down. Instead she fought her way past the person and continued running.
"OLIVER WOOD!"
Oliver stopped dead in his tracks. He wasn't used to be being called by his full name, it was usually just 'Wood' and that had been since his time at Hogwarts!
He slowly turned around, expecting the person who owned that voice to have a knife in their hand ready to kill him, that was how cold the voice was.
But instead of finding the Grim Reaper, Oliver found a slightly bewildered Hermione Granger staring up at him, her big brown eyes like pools of liquid.
"Herm..." he said quietly.
"Oliver?"
"Herm..." he said again.
"Oliver?" she repeated.
They both burst into immature fits of giggles before Hermione took a deep breath and gave him a huge hug.
Feeling a little silly and very, very love-struck they stood there hugging each other for a few minutes before being rudely interrupted by a certain Gryffindor.
"Lavender!" Hermione exclaimed, jumping back from Oliver in shock.
"Hermione," Lavender acknowledged her with a nod of the head. "Hi Oliver," she added in a sugar-sweet and very high voice.
"Uh hi," he replied.
The three of them stood there looking a bit uncomfortable before Lavender began to speak, an icy-cold tone in her voice.
"Well, Oliver... now I know why you didn't want to date me," she began, talking to Oliver yet glaring at Hermione. "It's because of HER. I don't know what you see in her Oliver, she's nothing but a stupid brain who probably did a love spell on you any way just to live out her little girl fantasy!"
'Little girl fantasy?' Hermione thought to herself. 'Sounds more like you.' But she didn't say it out loud.
"Lavender, maybe you should go," suggested Oliver hopefully.
Without another word and only one last glare, Lavender turned in a huff and walked away.
Her little confrontation had sort of ruined the perfect moment. Hermione couldn't help but feel a bit guilty. How could she have noticed before that Lavender was wrapped in Oliver? Obviously because the whole school now seemed to be.
Author's Note: Short chapter, I know. I'm sorry. I had to rush it a bit and it showed. I won't be able to update as regularly as 'LFH' and 'WBWYA' because they were short letters and I was able to write them 4 at a time but this is a bit trickier plus I am extremely busy right now. Thanks for all the great reviews, comments and e-mails. It has also been great to be able to chat with a bunch of you on MSN. Feel free to add me to your list.
"Oliver?" OLIVER!" Hermione called, as she ran down the stairs that connected the common room to the Girl's tower. As she ran past the fire, calling his name, people turned to stare at the strange girl who was almost crying now. She didn't know why or how but at one stage through all the trauma Hermione managed to have a weird thought of 'Gosh, I've been crying so much lately... I wonder if I'm due yet...' but her thoughts were madly interrupted by her goal of finding Oliver.
"Herm?" someone, but she wasn't sure who, grabbed her by the arm but she didn't slow down. Instead she fought her way past the person and continued running.
"OLIVER WOOD!"
Oliver stopped dead in his tracks. He wasn't used to be being called by his full name, it was usually just 'Wood' and that had been since his time at Hogwarts!
He slowly turned around, expecting the person who owned that voice to have a knife in their hand ready to kill him, that was how cold the voice was.
But instead of finding the Grim Reaper, Oliver found a slightly bewildered Hermione Granger staring up at him, her big brown eyes like pools of liquid.
"Herm..." he said quietly.
"Oliver?"
"Herm..." he said again.
"Oliver?" she repeated.
They both burst into immature fits of giggles before Hermione took a deep breath and gave him a huge hug.
Feeling a little silly and very, very love-struck they stood there hugging each other for a few minutes before being rudely interrupted by a certain Gryffindor.
"Lavender!" Hermione exclaimed, jumping back from Oliver in shock.
"Hermione," Lavender acknowledged her with a nod of the head. "Hi Oliver," she added in a sugar-sweet and very high voice.
"Uh hi," he replied.
The three of them stood there looking a bit uncomfortable before Lavender began to speak, an icy-cold tone in her voice.
"Well, Oliver... now I know why you didn't want to date me," she began, talking to Oliver yet glaring at Hermione. "It's because of HER. I don't know what you see in her Oliver, she's nothing but a stupid brain who probably did a love spell on you any way just to live out her little girl fantasy!"
'Little girl fantasy?' Hermione thought to herself. 'Sounds more like you.' But she didn't say it out loud.
"Lavender, maybe you should go," suggested Oliver hopefully.
Without another word and only one last glare, Lavender turned in a huff and walked away.
Her little confrontation had sort of ruined the perfect moment. Hermione couldn't help but feel a bit guilty. How could she have noticed before that Lavender was wrapped in Oliver? Obviously because the whole school now seemed to be.
Author's Note: Short chapter, I know. I'm sorry. I had to rush it a bit and it showed. I won't be able to update as regularly as 'LFH' and 'WBWYA' because they were short letters and I was able to write them 4 at a time but this is a bit trickier plus I am extremely busy right now. Thanks for all the great reviews, comments and e-mails. It has also been great to be able to chat with a bunch of you on MSN. Feel free to add me to your list.