It was break time and Deena was frantically trying to uncover her Potions homework. Professor Snape had been particularly irritable so far this year, (especially toward Gryffindor) and she was scared to imagine what he would do to her if she turned up without 2 rolls of parchment contrasting and comparing two different sleeping potions. She was throwing blankets and robes about the room when a voice exploded in her ear.
"A seeker! We've found a seeker!"
"What?!" Deena cried, she turned quickly and found herself facing Oliver. "You're not supposed to be up here!"
"Oh, blimey, Deena, a seeker! You'll never guess who." Oliver paused for a moment, positively beaming.
"Well, if I'll never guess, are you going to tell me?"
"Harry Potter! McGonagall said she would convince Dumbledore to bend the first year rule because of, well, what happened to you last year-" Deena winced at the thought- "She said she saw him chasing a remembrall and he dove and caught it, the first time he'd ever mounted a broom! The kid's a natural. Of course, we'll still need you for a reserve."
"Oh, that's great!" Deena beamed, mostly because she had been relieved of her Quidditch duties. She wrapped Oliver in a hug just as the door to the sleeping quarters was pushed open. Two of Deena's roommates, who were talking excitedly as they entered, stopped short when they saw the embrace in the middle of the room, and immediately began giggling.
One of them grabbed a book off her bed. Deena smiled at them and rolled her eyes as they trotted out, into the corridor.
"They're not gonna say anything are they, remember last time I got caught up here?"
Deena smirked at the memory. A prefect had caught him sneaking down the stairs and immediately ran to tell McGonagall. McGonagall was so angry she was ready to expel him on the spot. That didn't go over well with Dumbledore, who insisted that a detention would suffice. The detention did more than suffice. Wood was forced to practice Quidditch in Deena's skirts and clothes for a full week since he fancied the girls' rooms so much.
"No, they wouldn't do anything to get you in trouble, Mr. Quidditch team captain. You're quite popular among the girls you know." Deena winked.
Oliver offered her his best hotshot smile.
"So, is there gonna be a house party to celebrate the new team celebrity?" Deena resumed the search for her essay.
"Well... actually," Wood started, "You're the first I told, I'll tell the team next, but we've decided to keep it a secret, besides that. I reckon the whole school will find out by tomorrow."
Sorry this one's so short. (I know you're broken up) More soon. Review, review!