Title:One in A Million
Chapter 7: When it's over
Ch summary: Everything comes together and there is a sad goodbye to be said.
Feedback: KAYKEL1207@msn.com
Hermione was in such a good mood. It was the day of Gryffindor's final Quidditch match. The match that determined the cup. A few days ago, right after they had escaped punishment... Oliver had gone into a craze preparing his team. They had not talked for quite a while and he had kindly explained why, she was looking forward to the game, so they could be around each other more.
"They better win." Ron said, he was standing next to her "We haven't won the quidditch cup for so long..."
"I know," she replied nervously "I know they'll win, they're so good."
"Suddenly interested in Quidditch?" he asked joking.
"Of course." she said joking back. Ron teasing her could not ruin her good mood. After the incident Hermione ended up telling Harry and Ron about everything. To her surprise they weren't at all mad at her. They understood and she was glad. The two of them had been her best friends for years. She was glad they weren't mad at her for becoming so distant.
The game went wonderfully. Hermione watched with interest. She was getting so nervous. Once, toward the ending of the game, Oliver had to block a very difficult shot... Hermione yelled out uncontrollably.
"Calm down." Ron whispered "Hermione, people are staring."
"Sorry," she whispered back.
It was a fast game. Gryffindor won 200 to 50. Hermione rushed down from the stands. She was one of the first to reach the Gryffindor team.
The team was being presented the cup and Oliver was holding it with a shaking hand. They did it! The first time in years, Gryffindor finally won... he looked at his team and tried not to cry when he stuttered "Won... Wonderful.... excellent work, eve... everyone. Thank you!"
His team smiled at him. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. It was Hermione. "That was amazing." she said softly "You were wonderful!"
He turned around and smiled. "We did it!" he yelled loudly and hugged her "If it wasn't for you... I wouldn't be here with this."
She smiled back as he finally let her go. He was crying "I'll see you later all right?" he asked "In one hour... come down here... I won't break my promise."
"All right..." she said frowning nervously.
~~*~*~~*
"Hey," he said seeing her pace around the field nervously "Are you ready?"
"No." she said but she was smiling.
"Don't worry..." he was assuring "Learn to live a little... I'll be right here."
He brought out a broomstick. "I borrowed it from Alicia." he explained "I told her about you and she thought this would be the appropriate broom. It was her first."
"Are you sure you can?" she asked "You must have a lot of exams to study for."
"I do." he said "but this is important to me too."
She mounted the broomstick clumsily and she felt foolish next to him. He mounted his broomstick right next to her with a perfect grace. "Remember the techniques you learned?" he asked. When she nodded slowly he said "Let's start there all right? This isn't a lesson. I just want you to have fun... but first we start this way."
She did as instructed and yelled out as she took off. "Steady it a little..." he said softly.
"I'm all right... it's OK..." she muttered under her breath.
"Trust it." he said "That's how I always learned. If you trust the broom... it will work out."
"I would trust it..." she yelled "If it wasn't shaking like it WANTS TO THROW ME OFF!"
He flew to her side and reached out. He steadied her broomstick slowly "There..." he said once she was steady "See, it's not so bad."
She looked around slowly. "Yeah..." she said her confidence growing "I think I can do this. She flew a little farther from him and did a short dive.
"She's got it!" he yelled "See, that's why I wanted you to come out here. This is the one place that I'm happy... I knew you'd feel the same way about it."
The stayed out for a little while longer when Oliver said "We better be going. I do still need to study..."
"Me too." she said sadly. They went down.
~*~*~*
They were very surprised to see Slytherin team members Marcus Flint and Draco Malfloy. "What are you doing here?" Oliver asked, the anger in his voice vibrating.
"Calm down." Flint said just as coldly "We congratulate you on your win Wood. I'm just now training my future Captain. We were watching you up there."
"You always act like your such hot stuff Wood." spoke up Malfloy, "Imagine, you running around with that."
He gestured to Hermione with the final word "She gonna be your replacement next year? Gee, I'd hate to see Gryffindor lose that terribly."
"Shut up." Hermione said softly. She did not want to hear Malfloy.
"You better leave her alone." Oliver said quietly, calm yet furious.
"We're not touching your girlfriend." Flint said then muttered "Honestly, if the ugly mudblood little 3rd year is all you can get.... I feel sorry for you.
He and Malfloy burst out laughing. Next thing anyone knew, Oliver was on top of Flint. "You.... horrible.... no one... ever talk to her... like that."
Hermione and Malfloy just stared on for a moment as Oliver and Marcus rolled around punching and kicking. Hermione then tried to pull Oliver off. "Come on..." she urged "Oliver, it's all right. I know he's just a horrible little... come on, don't get yourself in trouble over this."
It was too late. The yelling must have been heard for Snape rushed onto the field followed closely by McGonagall. "What is this?" Snape asked.
Marcus and Oliver broke away quickly and the four Hogwarts students spoke at once.
"Professor... I... w we're out here."
"Training... to be captain."
"That idiot attacked him."
"He was being horrid."
McGonagall was going to say something but Snape got there first. "Mr. Malfloy, please explain."
"Well...." said Malfloy smirking at them "Flint is training me... because as you know, Professor, I'm going to be the Slytherin captain next year. We saw these two out here and he was gloating about the win... so was she." He pointed at Hermione with a look of satisfaction on his face. "Flint told them to stop but Wood jumped on top of him and started a big fight."
Snape looked satisfied at McGonagall. She stayed cool under his eye and said softly "I'd like to ask your story Mr. Wood."
Oliver started "We had just come down, and they were out here. We asked them why they came out here and they started being really smart with us. They were being terrible, saying things about Hermione."
"It's true." Hermione added "They were terribly cruel. Oliver only fought him to protect me."
"My my..." said Snape coldly "I believe the stories do conflict do they not?"
"And who is the more trustworthy student?" McGonagall asked just as cold "I believe that Flint and Malfloy owe Miss Granger a deep apology."
"Minerva," Snape replied "Dumbledore instated a rule about acting on better qualities. My Slytherins have rights to behave on cunning remarks and selfishness. I'm taking 50 points from Gryffindor for the attack on Marcus Flint."
"You can't." Hermione said quietly "Professor, he attacked Flint because he was protecting me from those horrible things. Brave, like a Gryffindor has to be."
McGonagall smiled at Hermione "She's correct Severus."
He looked beaten. "Fine," he said. The idea of Gryffindor students getting off the hook for fighting bothered him so much he yelled "I will see the headmaster about taking that rule away."
He left with Malfloy and Flint following. "That was the plan Dumbledore thought of." McGonagall muttered to them "Consider yourself lucky."
A/N: Short I know. I will have one more chapter called Graduation. It'll be out sometimes very soon. I have an idea I'd like to get out there before I finish "One in A Million." Here's my question: I'm considering a sequel to this fic that takes place in the next year. It'd be a bit darker then this. Tell me what you think about the idea: My email is KAYKEL1207@msn.com
or you could tell me in a review. Thanks.
Chapter 7: When it's over
Ch summary: Everything comes together and there is a sad goodbye to be said.
Feedback: KAYKEL1207@msn.com
Hermione was in such a good mood. It was the day of Gryffindor's final Quidditch match. The match that determined the cup. A few days ago, right after they had escaped punishment... Oliver had gone into a craze preparing his team. They had not talked for quite a while and he had kindly explained why, she was looking forward to the game, so they could be around each other more.
"They better win." Ron said, he was standing next to her "We haven't won the quidditch cup for so long..."
"I know," she replied nervously "I know they'll win, they're so good."
"Suddenly interested in Quidditch?" he asked joking.
"Of course." she said joking back. Ron teasing her could not ruin her good mood. After the incident Hermione ended up telling Harry and Ron about everything. To her surprise they weren't at all mad at her. They understood and she was glad. The two of them had been her best friends for years. She was glad they weren't mad at her for becoming so distant.
The game went wonderfully. Hermione watched with interest. She was getting so nervous. Once, toward the ending of the game, Oliver had to block a very difficult shot... Hermione yelled out uncontrollably.
"Calm down." Ron whispered "Hermione, people are staring."
"Sorry," she whispered back.
It was a fast game. Gryffindor won 200 to 50. Hermione rushed down from the stands. She was one of the first to reach the Gryffindor team.
The team was being presented the cup and Oliver was holding it with a shaking hand. They did it! The first time in years, Gryffindor finally won... he looked at his team and tried not to cry when he stuttered "Won... Wonderful.... excellent work, eve... everyone. Thank you!"
His team smiled at him. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. It was Hermione. "That was amazing." she said softly "You were wonderful!"
He turned around and smiled. "We did it!" he yelled loudly and hugged her "If it wasn't for you... I wouldn't be here with this."
She smiled back as he finally let her go. He was crying "I'll see you later all right?" he asked "In one hour... come down here... I won't break my promise."
"All right..." she said frowning nervously.
~~*~*~~*
"Hey," he said seeing her pace around the field nervously "Are you ready?"
"No." she said but she was smiling.
"Don't worry..." he was assuring "Learn to live a little... I'll be right here."
He brought out a broomstick. "I borrowed it from Alicia." he explained "I told her about you and she thought this would be the appropriate broom. It was her first."
"Are you sure you can?" she asked "You must have a lot of exams to study for."
"I do." he said "but this is important to me too."
She mounted the broomstick clumsily and she felt foolish next to him. He mounted his broomstick right next to her with a perfect grace. "Remember the techniques you learned?" he asked. When she nodded slowly he said "Let's start there all right? This isn't a lesson. I just want you to have fun... but first we start this way."
She did as instructed and yelled out as she took off. "Steady it a little..." he said softly.
"I'm all right... it's OK..." she muttered under her breath.
"Trust it." he said "That's how I always learned. If you trust the broom... it will work out."
"I would trust it..." she yelled "If it wasn't shaking like it WANTS TO THROW ME OFF!"
He flew to her side and reached out. He steadied her broomstick slowly "There..." he said once she was steady "See, it's not so bad."
She looked around slowly. "Yeah..." she said her confidence growing "I think I can do this. She flew a little farther from him and did a short dive.
"She's got it!" he yelled "See, that's why I wanted you to come out here. This is the one place that I'm happy... I knew you'd feel the same way about it."
The stayed out for a little while longer when Oliver said "We better be going. I do still need to study..."
"Me too." she said sadly. They went down.
~*~*~*
They were very surprised to see Slytherin team members Marcus Flint and Draco Malfloy. "What are you doing here?" Oliver asked, the anger in his voice vibrating.
"Calm down." Flint said just as coldly "We congratulate you on your win Wood. I'm just now training my future Captain. We were watching you up there."
"You always act like your such hot stuff Wood." spoke up Malfloy, "Imagine, you running around with that."
He gestured to Hermione with the final word "She gonna be your replacement next year? Gee, I'd hate to see Gryffindor lose that terribly."
"Shut up." Hermione said softly. She did not want to hear Malfloy.
"You better leave her alone." Oliver said quietly, calm yet furious.
"We're not touching your girlfriend." Flint said then muttered "Honestly, if the ugly mudblood little 3rd year is all you can get.... I feel sorry for you.
He and Malfloy burst out laughing. Next thing anyone knew, Oliver was on top of Flint. "You.... horrible.... no one... ever talk to her... like that."
Hermione and Malfloy just stared on for a moment as Oliver and Marcus rolled around punching and kicking. Hermione then tried to pull Oliver off. "Come on..." she urged "Oliver, it's all right. I know he's just a horrible little... come on, don't get yourself in trouble over this."
It was too late. The yelling must have been heard for Snape rushed onto the field followed closely by McGonagall. "What is this?" Snape asked.
Marcus and Oliver broke away quickly and the four Hogwarts students spoke at once.
"Professor... I... w we're out here."
"Training... to be captain."
"That idiot attacked him."
"He was being horrid."
McGonagall was going to say something but Snape got there first. "Mr. Malfloy, please explain."
"Well...." said Malfloy smirking at them "Flint is training me... because as you know, Professor, I'm going to be the Slytherin captain next year. We saw these two out here and he was gloating about the win... so was she." He pointed at Hermione with a look of satisfaction on his face. "Flint told them to stop but Wood jumped on top of him and started a big fight."
Snape looked satisfied at McGonagall. She stayed cool under his eye and said softly "I'd like to ask your story Mr. Wood."
Oliver started "We had just come down, and they were out here. We asked them why they came out here and they started being really smart with us. They were being terrible, saying things about Hermione."
"It's true." Hermione added "They were terribly cruel. Oliver only fought him to protect me."
"My my..." said Snape coldly "I believe the stories do conflict do they not?"
"And who is the more trustworthy student?" McGonagall asked just as cold "I believe that Flint and Malfloy owe Miss Granger a deep apology."
"Minerva," Snape replied "Dumbledore instated a rule about acting on better qualities. My Slytherins have rights to behave on cunning remarks and selfishness. I'm taking 50 points from Gryffindor for the attack on Marcus Flint."
"You can't." Hermione said quietly "Professor, he attacked Flint because he was protecting me from those horrible things. Brave, like a Gryffindor has to be."
McGonagall smiled at Hermione "She's correct Severus."
He looked beaten. "Fine," he said. The idea of Gryffindor students getting off the hook for fighting bothered him so much he yelled "I will see the headmaster about taking that rule away."
He left with Malfloy and Flint following. "That was the plan Dumbledore thought of." McGonagall muttered to them "Consider yourself lucky."
A/N: Short I know. I will have one more chapter called Graduation. It'll be out sometimes very soon. I have an idea I'd like to get out there before I finish "One in A Million." Here's my question: I'm considering a sequel to this fic that takes place in the next year. It'd be a bit darker then this. Tell me what you think about the idea: My email is KAYKEL1207@msn.com
or you could tell me in a review. Thanks.