Marissa's stomach felt like she had just wiped out on a giant wave. Oliver
came out of his tent and walked over to her. He was as gorgeous as as ever.
It had been nearly all summer since she had seen him. Now he was taller and
more muscular. He was wearing a baggy pair of jeans and a surf shirt and
sweatshirt she had gotten him last summer when he had come to visit her in
Florida.
"Hi,"he said smiling sheepishly at her. "We got here early and I saw your aunt's name on the sign. My dad and I got bored so I thought we'd pitch your tent for you." She melted at the sound of his voice. She loved his accent.
"Thanks."she said looking him over once more.
Oliver stared at her not knowing what to say. He had broken up with her at the end of last term, right after he left Hogwarts. He didn't want to but there was no other way. He was going to be heading out into the world, training non-stop all summer and Marissa would be in school September through June. They would never see each and you can't base a relationship on writing letters all the time which is what they had been doing all summer.Even though he hadn't seen her all summer she was still beautiful. Light brown hair, big blue eyes, and a dark tan from being out on the beach so much. She also had a figure to die for and remembered the time they had spent out on the beach last summer when she was wearing her little blue bikini. But it wasn't just her body that he missed. Most of all he missed her...and everything about her. At that moment he felt like grabbing her by the shoulders and telling her everything he felt.
"So...I see you still have the clothes I got you,"she said admiring his attire and breaking the awkward silence.
"O yea,"he said snapping back in reality and lookg down at his shirt. "I thought it would be perfect for the occasion. Muggle attire only. We're about to light a fire and get started on dinner. Would you like to join us?"He motioned to a blanket near his feet.
"Sure,"she said as they sat down next to each other. There was another awkward silence.
"So how's everything coming along on the Quidditch front?"she asked.
"Oh I almost forgot to tell you! I got a letter from Puddlemere last week! I meant to tell you earlier but I wanted to let you know in person. I signed with them and they want me to start playing right away!"
"Oliver that's great!"she leaned forward to hug him. As he held her tight there for a few moments, she remembered how good it felt to be safely locked in his arms. They then let go quickly and stared into the fire.
Awkward silence.
"So how's everything going with you?" asked Oliver.
"Good. I told you about Surf America. My volleyball team was undefeated and I played club this year. Yup, everything's going great."
Another awkward silence.
"Alright guys time to eat!" Mrs. Wood came out followed by Mr. Wood holding trays of food.
"Marissa, why don't you invite your aunt and Gavin to come and join us." Marissa nodded and headed for her tent.
When she climbed inside she found her aunt and brother sitting on a couch playing cards. She blinked for moment surprised at what she saw.
"Cool isn't it?" said Gavin. "I'm gonna tell dad to get me one of these. Then I could live in the backyard."
"Mrs. Wood wants to know if you would like to join us for dinner?"
"That's alright dear, we already ate while you two were catching up,"said he aunt slapping a card down on the table. "Go on ahead and have a good time. We'll fetch you when it's time to leave." Marissa left the tent and took her place on the blanket.
"They're going to stay in until it's time to leave. They already ate."
"More chicken for me then,"said Mr. Wood grabbing another drumstick. They sat there talking and eating for a while until Mr. and Mrs. Wood went back inside to straighten things up.
"Careful Ron! Your getting water all over my shoes!"said Hermione as they walked along the trail with their buckets of water.
"Look! It's Oliver Wood! And Marissa!"yelled Ginny.
Harry came to a hault, sloshing water down his front.They looked in the direction Ginny was pointing and saw Marissa and Oliver sitting shoulder to shoulder on a blanket in fron of a tent. Oliver had earphones on and was bobbing his head to the music.
"Hi Marissa!"yelled Ron loudly. He winked at Harry who gave him a dirty look.
Marissa looked up."Hey guys!"She smiled at them and waved. Just then Oliver looked up and ripped the headphones off. He rushed over to Harry and dragged him over to his tent, Ron, Ginny and Hermione following close behind.
"Harry you MUST meet my parents. Did I tell you I signed with Puddlemere? How is your summer going? Right this way then...."Oliver dragged Harry into his tent and disappeared.
While Harry and Oliver were inside, Marissa showed Ron and Ginny her CD player. Fifteen minutes later the two boys emerged from the tent. They walked over to the group who was now sitting in a circle on the blanket.
"Well your back. We better get going now. Your father will be expecting this water, Ron."said Hermione getting up and brushing herself off.
"Yes. We best be going now. Unless you want to stay, Harry?"Ron gave him a sinister grin. Oliver, who stood behind Harry quickly shook his head.
"Yea Harry. You guys can come and chill with us if you want."said Marissa in a friendly voice. She grinned at him, and once again he felt his knees turn to mush.
"No, that's alright. I don't want to interrupt you two. See you after the game. I'll race you three back to the tent." He quickly grabbed his bucket and raced off towards the tent.
"Honestly,"said Ron as he and the girls started off after Harry."You'd think if he had a crush on that girl, he'd want to stay and chat. But nooooooo."
"Well that was interesting,"said Marissa.
"O come on,"said Oliver exasperated."Don't tell me your still clueless?Out of every girl in the world, I thought you'd be the first to pick up on things like this."
"Oliver, what are you talking about?"
"Isn't it obvious? Harry has a crush on you."
Marissa let out a small laugh."Harry. Has a crush on me? Please. We're just friends. He'd probably like Hermione or some other fourth year."
Oliver looked at her like she was crazy. "Come on Marissa. Hermione is a toad compared to you. I could just see the way his face lit up last year whenever you passed him in the halls. You're the prettiest, sweetest, most popular girl in Hogwarts and possibly all of London. Why wouldn't he like you?"
Marissa blinked twice and began to feel her ears heat up. Was this the way he thought of her? Did he still love her or was he just being nice?
Oliver stared at her for a moment, realizing he had embarrased her.'She was so cute when she blushed' he thought to himself. They sat there for a moment, staring at each other. He wanted to kiss her, full out on the lips. He began to lean forward but it was only a second after that he was interrupted.
"MARISSA! LET'S GO! THE GAME'S GONNA START! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Gavin flew out of the tent like a Cougar on speed. He rushed over to her and quickly start throwing her things in her bag.
"Go away freak! You're such a loser you know that?"she grabbed her bag from his clutches and pushed him into a tent.
"Sorry about that."
Oliver smiled weakly. 'She hadn't even noticed' he thought to himself.
"Come on! Cheer up! It's Quidditch! I'll see you after the game! Go Irish!"She waved her mini flag in his face and he couldn't help but laugh. He watched as she rushed to catch up with her family. For a moment he sulked there, feeling alone and forgotten but then he remebered...Quidditch...
"Hi,"he said smiling sheepishly at her. "We got here early and I saw your aunt's name on the sign. My dad and I got bored so I thought we'd pitch your tent for you." She melted at the sound of his voice. She loved his accent.
"Thanks."she said looking him over once more.
Oliver stared at her not knowing what to say. He had broken up with her at the end of last term, right after he left Hogwarts. He didn't want to but there was no other way. He was going to be heading out into the world, training non-stop all summer and Marissa would be in school September through June. They would never see each and you can't base a relationship on writing letters all the time which is what they had been doing all summer.Even though he hadn't seen her all summer she was still beautiful. Light brown hair, big blue eyes, and a dark tan from being out on the beach so much. She also had a figure to die for and remembered the time they had spent out on the beach last summer when she was wearing her little blue bikini. But it wasn't just her body that he missed. Most of all he missed her...and everything about her. At that moment he felt like grabbing her by the shoulders and telling her everything he felt.
"So...I see you still have the clothes I got you,"she said admiring his attire and breaking the awkward silence.
"O yea,"he said snapping back in reality and lookg down at his shirt. "I thought it would be perfect for the occasion. Muggle attire only. We're about to light a fire and get started on dinner. Would you like to join us?"He motioned to a blanket near his feet.
"Sure,"she said as they sat down next to each other. There was another awkward silence.
"So how's everything coming along on the Quidditch front?"she asked.
"Oh I almost forgot to tell you! I got a letter from Puddlemere last week! I meant to tell you earlier but I wanted to let you know in person. I signed with them and they want me to start playing right away!"
"Oliver that's great!"she leaned forward to hug him. As he held her tight there for a few moments, she remembered how good it felt to be safely locked in his arms. They then let go quickly and stared into the fire.
Awkward silence.
"So how's everything going with you?" asked Oliver.
"Good. I told you about Surf America. My volleyball team was undefeated and I played club this year. Yup, everything's going great."
Another awkward silence.
"Alright guys time to eat!" Mrs. Wood came out followed by Mr. Wood holding trays of food.
"Marissa, why don't you invite your aunt and Gavin to come and join us." Marissa nodded and headed for her tent.
When she climbed inside she found her aunt and brother sitting on a couch playing cards. She blinked for moment surprised at what she saw.
"Cool isn't it?" said Gavin. "I'm gonna tell dad to get me one of these. Then I could live in the backyard."
"Mrs. Wood wants to know if you would like to join us for dinner?"
"That's alright dear, we already ate while you two were catching up,"said he aunt slapping a card down on the table. "Go on ahead and have a good time. We'll fetch you when it's time to leave." Marissa left the tent and took her place on the blanket.
"They're going to stay in until it's time to leave. They already ate."
"More chicken for me then,"said Mr. Wood grabbing another drumstick. They sat there talking and eating for a while until Mr. and Mrs. Wood went back inside to straighten things up.
"Careful Ron! Your getting water all over my shoes!"said Hermione as they walked along the trail with their buckets of water.
"Look! It's Oliver Wood! And Marissa!"yelled Ginny.
Harry came to a hault, sloshing water down his front.They looked in the direction Ginny was pointing and saw Marissa and Oliver sitting shoulder to shoulder on a blanket in fron of a tent. Oliver had earphones on and was bobbing his head to the music.
"Hi Marissa!"yelled Ron loudly. He winked at Harry who gave him a dirty look.
Marissa looked up."Hey guys!"She smiled at them and waved. Just then Oliver looked up and ripped the headphones off. He rushed over to Harry and dragged him over to his tent, Ron, Ginny and Hermione following close behind.
"Harry you MUST meet my parents. Did I tell you I signed with Puddlemere? How is your summer going? Right this way then...."Oliver dragged Harry into his tent and disappeared.
While Harry and Oliver were inside, Marissa showed Ron and Ginny her CD player. Fifteen minutes later the two boys emerged from the tent. They walked over to the group who was now sitting in a circle on the blanket.
"Well your back. We better get going now. Your father will be expecting this water, Ron."said Hermione getting up and brushing herself off.
"Yes. We best be going now. Unless you want to stay, Harry?"Ron gave him a sinister grin. Oliver, who stood behind Harry quickly shook his head.
"Yea Harry. You guys can come and chill with us if you want."said Marissa in a friendly voice. She grinned at him, and once again he felt his knees turn to mush.
"No, that's alright. I don't want to interrupt you two. See you after the game. I'll race you three back to the tent." He quickly grabbed his bucket and raced off towards the tent.
"Honestly,"said Ron as he and the girls started off after Harry."You'd think if he had a crush on that girl, he'd want to stay and chat. But nooooooo."
"Well that was interesting,"said Marissa.
"O come on,"said Oliver exasperated."Don't tell me your still clueless?Out of every girl in the world, I thought you'd be the first to pick up on things like this."
"Oliver, what are you talking about?"
"Isn't it obvious? Harry has a crush on you."
Marissa let out a small laugh."Harry. Has a crush on me? Please. We're just friends. He'd probably like Hermione or some other fourth year."
Oliver looked at her like she was crazy. "Come on Marissa. Hermione is a toad compared to you. I could just see the way his face lit up last year whenever you passed him in the halls. You're the prettiest, sweetest, most popular girl in Hogwarts and possibly all of London. Why wouldn't he like you?"
Marissa blinked twice and began to feel her ears heat up. Was this the way he thought of her? Did he still love her or was he just being nice?
Oliver stared at her for a moment, realizing he had embarrased her.'She was so cute when she blushed' he thought to himself. They sat there for a moment, staring at each other. He wanted to kiss her, full out on the lips. He began to lean forward but it was only a second after that he was interrupted.
"MARISSA! LET'S GO! THE GAME'S GONNA START! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Gavin flew out of the tent like a Cougar on speed. He rushed over to her and quickly start throwing her things in her bag.
"Go away freak! You're such a loser you know that?"she grabbed her bag from his clutches and pushed him into a tent.
"Sorry about that."
Oliver smiled weakly. 'She hadn't even noticed' he thought to himself.
"Come on! Cheer up! It's Quidditch! I'll see you after the game! Go Irish!"She waved her mini flag in his face and he couldn't help but laugh. He watched as she rushed to catch up with her family. For a moment he sulked there, feeling alone and forgotten but then he remebered...Quidditch...