Once again, the Great Hall was decorated with the silver and green of Slytherin house, and the joyous expressions on their triumphant faces contrasted greatly with the frown of the other three houses.

Deena sat next to Oliver, absently scratching the back of his head. The rest of the Quidditch team sat close by - each just as sullen as the next.

"I'm so depressed," Oliver grumbled.

"Me too," Alicia said

"Me three," the Weasleys agreed in unison.

A sudden hush fell over the crowd. Oliver picked his head up off his plate to see what was going on and followed everyone's stare. Harry Potter stood at the entrance to the hall. He nervously dropped his head and the chattering of the student body picked up, louder than before. Harry quickly shuffled toward his friends and slipped into a seat.

Just as he did, Dumbledore stood up to address the students and it seemed as if a collective sigh resonated from the three defeated houses.

"Another year gone," Dumbledore began.

Oliver groaned quite conspicuously and plopped his back down on his plate causing Deena to fight back a grin. From the High Table, McGonagall caught Deena's eye and gave her a warning glance. Deena bit her lip and shook Oliver to sit up as Dumbledore continued to speak.

It wasn't that what Dumbledore had to say was boring, it was that Oliver felt responsible for the loss of the cup to Slytherin. Sure, Potter and his friend were more to blame than anyone else ('bloody first years losing a hundred and fifty points in one go') but in his first year as Quidditch captain, Oliver had hoped to grasp the Quidditch Cup. As he daydreamed he heard a weak smattering of applause echo off the walls and realized that Dumbledore had just announced that Gryffindor was in last place with three hundred and twelve points. Deciding that was all he needed to hear, he drifted back to his thoughts. He didn't come to again until a loud cheer rocked the house. He expected to look up and see Slytherin dancing around like wild turkeys, but to his surprise, he found that the celebrating was in fact, coming from the Gryffindor table.

"What happened?" Oliver asked Deena who was cheering loudly with the rest.

"Dumbledore just gave the little Weasley fifty points!"

"What? Why?" No one answered Oliver as the hall had grown quiet again in anticipation of Dumbledore's next words.

"Second - to Miss Hermione Granger...for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor house fifty points."

Oliver's jaw hit the floor before he picked it up and began cheering. Dumbledore continued, he awarded 60 points to Harry Potter. Oliver looked to the Weasley who were busy counting on their fingers.

"Four seventy-two!" George yelled, "The same as Slytherin!"

When Dumbledore finally regained control of the hall again, he quietly continued and ended by giving another first year, Neville Longbottom, a final ten points. The ceiling seemed to shake as the Gryffindors erupted with cheers. Students were simply ecstatic with the unexpected victory over Slytherin.

As the silver and green decorations transformed to those of scarlet and gold, Oliver grabbed Deena around the waist, nearly sweeping her off the ground. He smiled widely at her and kissed her deeply. When he pulled away, Deena looked up guiltily at where McGonagall was watching them from the High Table. Deena offered an apologetic look and McGonagall smiled ever-so-slightly and turned away. The world spun around them as they shared a blissful, perfect kiss.

*

Oliver and Deena had boarded the Hogwarts express and claimed a compartment along with the Weasleys. Fred and George had each smuggled loads of food from the ever giving house elves of Hogwart's kitchen.

They enjoyed an entertaining ride home and upon arriving at the station, made sure to be the last ones off the train.

They were first greeted by Mrs. Weasley who was swatting at her youngest's hand ("Its rude to point.") Ginny had recently become infatuated with Harry Potter.

Turning a blind eye to her rambunctious kids and a deaf ear to Percy the Prefect's incessant rambling, Mrs. Weasley approached the four who were unboarding the train.

"I'm glad to see you made it home in one piece," she said, embracing the twins and planting kisses on each of their cheeks.

"Two pieces, actually," Fred said as George wiped at his face.

Molly was introduced to Oliver Wood and she spent some time reminiscing with Deena. Soon, Deena's family spotted her and made their way over to do the inevitable: pull her away from Oliver for the summer.

"One more minute, mum," Deena pleaded and pranced away with Oliver. She pulled him through the crowd of muggles until they were no longer visible to her parents.

"You better visit this summer," Deena said, tugging at the wool of his muggle clothes.

Oliver smiled and planted a kiss on Deena's lips. "Nothing could keep me away."

Its the end! BOOHOO! Really it is. I hope you enjoyed it and thanks SO MUCH to everyone who reviewed. A sequel may not be in the works but I think I might make like George Lucas and write a prequel to this thing.
Since I really don't have a life, when school lets out I should have plenty of free time and I just may whip something up so LOOK OUT! Also, I think I'm going to revise and condense and repost this one. Its kind of sloppy since I just wrote it as I went along.
Thanks again!