Ch2; Tumbling Way Downhill - Part 2

The next few weeks were like hell for both Vicky and Oliver. They ignored each other completely, but iVictoria spent most of her time in her dorm crying. Oliver kept to himself, and did poorly at qunside their hearts were aching badly. idditch matches. Now Slytherin and Hufflepuff were in the lead. Cedric was spying on Cho daily, he would avenge his friend.
"This is the most demented thing I've ever seen." Ron said with a yawn. Hermione tried to stay neutral, but she couldn't help but agree.
"I can't take this anymore!" Hermione squealed. Harry looked at both his friends. "Harry, you should be out there on the field- not Slytherin and Hufflepuff!"
"I know...but Oliver's going through a rough time, he hasn't been coaching us or anything..." Harry sighed and looked at the extremely boring Quidditch game taking place.
"It's because of that Victoria girl." Ron said, looking at them both. "I mean- I've seen Percy go through the same thing with Penelope."
"Go through what?" Harry asked. Ron rolled his eyes, it's tough having friends who haven't started puberty yet!
"Go through the cycle that we call love...the birds and the bees Harry, the birds and the bees."
"Mm." Hermione smiled. "Love is the most beautiful thing in the world." She sighed dreamily. Ron and Harry stared blankly at her and Hermione regained her usual straight stare. "B-but...it's so confusing, and there's no facts about love, it's all a bunch of whibble hobble, and it messes with your head, your heart, and worst of all, your scores!"
"Allright, Hermione, allright. Let's just let Ron explain..."
"Right. So- like Hermione said, love messes with your heart, your brain, and you just get all washed up, but it's even worse when you're out of love yet still in love and-"
"And you're confusing me!" Harry wailed. At that instant Draco Malfoy came over silently before them.
"Silly fools." Malfoy muttered to the threesome. "You, Weasley, cannot explain love, because not even your own family loves you enough to buy you good things, and the closest you will ever come to love, is a prostitute, if you have enough to pay for one, though I even doubt that." Malfoy said cooly. He looked at Harry's puzzled face. "What's a prostitute, Harry? Hmph. A guy who hasn't entered puberty yet- are you wearing power rangers under garments, Potter? A prostitute is basically that Cho Chang you always gawk at. I also doub that you could fall in love either, Potter. I mean, girls would probably use you for your fame. And considering your parents didn't love enough to stay alive- there's no hope in the future. And Granger, all though he'd have to be one sorry fellow, you might actually be the only one of you three to achieve love. But, on the other hand, you'll probably turn out being a prostitute- it's always the shy ones." Draco said vicously. Harry stood up and punched Draco in the cheek and Draco stumbled backwards.
"Get away Malfoy." Harry spat. A few people turned their heads, including one very bored Victoria Crescent. Marcus Flint walked over to the fallen Malfoy.
"Malfoy, where have you been?!" Flint demanded. "All of a sudden, our seeker goes missing- and Hey Vicky." Marcus said slyly. Draco rolled his eyes.
"Bye." Vicky muttered.
"That wasn't very nice." Marcus teased.
"Ugh, go away!" Vicky said, standing up and moving away. Marcus grabbed her arm.
"Now that you're through playing games with that Gryffindor Stoat- you can come back to me- I know some other games we could play."
"LET GO OF ME." Victoria said loudly yanking her arm away from him. Marcus took a few steps back in surprise. "I don't like you. I never did. I am not involved with Cedric Diggory. I was not playing games, with Oliver Wood. I love Oliver Wood, and if anyone is going to spread any more rumors about me- it's too late because my life is already ruined!" She yelled, basicly to the entire crowd there before madly stomping off back to the school. Harry, Ron, and Hermione all looked at each other.
"We could go talk to Oliver." Ron suggested.
"I suppose we could." Harry said. "I heard Alicia Spinnett talking to him last week, telling him that Victoria would never cheat on him, however, he threatened to knock Alicia out of the Gryffindor locker room with his broom if she didn't shut up about it."
"Oh." Hermione said. "This is so sad."
Cedric walked by the Transfiguration classroom, and stopped seeing Cho inside. He had to confront her sooner or later. Cedric wished he couls tell Oliver, that Oliver had not been backstabbed, but rather that he had, by his own girlfriend. But it all made Cedric realize what a fool he had been to think that Cho was important to him.
"Cho." Cedric said walking in and shutting the door to the room.
"Oh! Hi Cedric!" Cho said in giggly surprise.
"We need to talk."
"Oh, okay!" Cho winked.
"No Cho, not make out- talk." Cedric said hopefully erasing any ideas Cho had. "You know for a little girl, you're pretty smart. A mastermind."
"Little girl?" Cho said ignoring the rest of what he said.
"Yes, little girl. Because you are absolutely not mature. Neville Longbottom is more mature than you- hell, Draco Malfoy is more mature than you."
"Cedric, what are you trying to say?" Cho asked.
"Well first, of all, I'm saying we're through." Cedric paced around the classroom as Cho stood there horrified. "Second, I'm asking, politely, that you please tell Oliver Wood what you did."
"As If, and how do you know what I did?"
"I'm not as stupid as you take me for, Cho. I'm not just a pretty face. I know how you sabotaged Oliver and Vicky's relationship- that was very wrong."
"Oh, so you know, it's not like Oliver would beleive you."
"He'd beleive you!"
"Well, I'm not going to tell him."
"Fine, I'm through with asking nicely...I'm demanding you tell him."
"Remember you said I was smart, a mastermind. Well, Cedric...all I can say now is that you better watch your back." Cho strutted out of the classtoom leaving Cedric there in anger. He would just have to talk to Oliver, if he could somehow find a way. Everyone else who tried was threatened for their life.
Oliver sat in the 6th year Gryffindor boy's bedroom. He tossed a quaffle up against the wall and caught it when it bounced back to him. He did this, oh, about a couple hundred times a day. He was beginning to feel like he was trapped in an asylum. There wa a soft knock at the door but Oliver neglected to answer, why should he, it might not be for him.
"Oliver?" The knocker's voice called out.
"Come in." Oliver said rolling his eyes. He looked up in surprise to see Cedric Diggory there.
"Harry gave me the password." Cedric said, walking over and sittind down a random bed. Oliver stared at the quaffle in his hands.
"What do you want?" Oliver asked in an irritated tone.
"Hey, you don't have to be so mean to everyone whose trying to cheer you up."
"Oh, you were trying to cheer me up?" Oliver asked sarcastically.
"Oh god, don't tell me you still think that something happened between me and Vicky... That's just insane. How can you still think that-"
"I'll tell you, the same thing, I've told everyone else- I don't know what to think, and I need time to myself, so that I can think it through."
"You've been shut in here for like a month, isn't that enough time?"
"You've never been in love before, have you Cedric? A month. Heh." Oliver chuckled.
"No- I haven't been in love, but, I do have feelings, and it hurts me to see her, Vicky, hurt like this."
"Uh-huh...sure..."
"Hey! Drop it! Listen, I came in here, like everyone else, to try to get you to talk to her again- but now, I just have one reuqest- beleive me when I say nothing happened between us." Cedric said it, finally. There was a long pause, and Oliver didn't know what to do. Finally he nodded.
"Fine."
"Thankyou."
"But- you need to leave me alone now. I'm not ready to talk to her yet."
"Will do."
"Okay then. Bye."
"Bye." Cedric escorted himself out of the Gryffindor tower and made his way towards the Ravenclaw tower. He said the password that he knew from Cho and Vicky and went inside and looked around. Penelope Clearwater was sitting down doing astronomy homework.
"Hey, is Vicky, here?" Cedric asked.
"Oh- no. Haven't you heard? She's been taken out of school for the rest of the year, upon her request. I mean, you know all that stuff, with Oliver, the poor thing, it just got to her. I'm sure she'll be back next year, but she just can't be here now."
"Oh. Oh...okay, thanks." Cedric walked out and back towards his own house. He knew Vicky was heartbroken, but losing her pride so much that she'd just leave? He had heard that something had happened at the Quidditch game today. Speaking of Quidditch- with Cedric being concentrated on Oliver and Vicky- Slytherin was taking a slight lead. Cedric sighed. Why couldn't Oliver just not be an ass?