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A/N: Please review. If you liked the story I'll try to get another posted
in a few weeks.
I arrived in Rivendell late in the afternoon. I dragged my bags up to my room. I fell onto my bed and sighed. I couldn't cry anymore, after spending the past four hours doing so. I got up and went to find Elrond.
I walked to the library, but he wasn't there. So I went to the garden.
"Hey." A friendly voice approached me.
"Hey." I sighed.
"Why are you here? I thought you would still be in school?" Legolas asked.
"I'm supposed to be. Oliver had an accident. He lost his memory. He can't remember me." I moaned.
"Sorry." He patted my back.
"I miss him." I stated.
"I know. Why don't you go see Elrond?" He suggested.
"I think I will." I got up and went back to see Elrond.
I pushed the doors to the library open and walked in quietly. I could see him in his chair facing the window. I knew he knew of my presence. I sat down on a chair by his desk.
"What's wrong child?" He turned and asked with a sympathetic face.
So I spent the next ten minutes explaining, and I just sat there silently.
"I know it won't make a difference, but it is good to have you home. Home is where the heart is." He tried to cheer me up.
"If home is where the heart is, the home is Oliver Wood. That is where my heart lies." I whispered.
It was silent for a moment, and in the background I almost thought I heard Avril Lavigne playing. The song Oliver had requested for me at the dance.
I closed my eyes and remembered the night with a smile. I could almost feel him. Almost see him
Two arms slowly slid around my waist. I wasn't sure if it was real or not. I was afraid to open my eyes. It would all go away. It would have been just a dream.
"Open your eyes love." I could swear I heard him whisper, but it couldn't be true. Oliver was at Hogwarts.
"I'm afraid. If I open them, you will disappear, and you will have been but a dream." I whimpered.
I kept my eyes closed. I felt like he was leaving a trail of kisses down my neck. I felt him move his arms and turn me around. I was fearful of what I might see.
"Open your eyes love." He repeated pleadingly.
I was skeptical. I wasn't sure what to do. If I opened them and it wasn't him, I would surly die in a month's time. But I did. I opened my eyes.
"Oliver?" I whispered, in shock and relief.
"Yes love. I'm here." He stroked my hair.
I reached my hand out and stroked his face. I then flung myself into his arms and cried (for the hundredth time that day).
"Never leave me again. Don't ever do that again! You could have been killed!" I shouted.
"I promise, I'll never leave you again." He kissed me.
"Darlene?" He breathed.
"Yes?" I smiled.
"I love you."
AN: Finally I'm done. I will hopefully have another story about Oliver posted within a few weeks.
I arrived in Rivendell late in the afternoon. I dragged my bags up to my room. I fell onto my bed and sighed. I couldn't cry anymore, after spending the past four hours doing so. I got up and went to find Elrond.
I walked to the library, but he wasn't there. So I went to the garden.
"Hey." A friendly voice approached me.
"Hey." I sighed.
"Why are you here? I thought you would still be in school?" Legolas asked.
"I'm supposed to be. Oliver had an accident. He lost his memory. He can't remember me." I moaned.
"Sorry." He patted my back.
"I miss him." I stated.
"I know. Why don't you go see Elrond?" He suggested.
"I think I will." I got up and went back to see Elrond.
I pushed the doors to the library open and walked in quietly. I could see him in his chair facing the window. I knew he knew of my presence. I sat down on a chair by his desk.
"What's wrong child?" He turned and asked with a sympathetic face.
So I spent the next ten minutes explaining, and I just sat there silently.
"I know it won't make a difference, but it is good to have you home. Home is where the heart is." He tried to cheer me up.
"If home is where the heart is, the home is Oliver Wood. That is where my heart lies." I whispered.
It was silent for a moment, and in the background I almost thought I heard Avril Lavigne playing. The song Oliver had requested for me at the dance.
I closed my eyes and remembered the night with a smile. I could almost feel him. Almost see him
Two arms slowly slid around my waist. I wasn't sure if it was real or not. I was afraid to open my eyes. It would all go away. It would have been just a dream.
"Open your eyes love." I could swear I heard him whisper, but it couldn't be true. Oliver was at Hogwarts.
"I'm afraid. If I open them, you will disappear, and you will have been but a dream." I whimpered.
I kept my eyes closed. I felt like he was leaving a trail of kisses down my neck. I felt him move his arms and turn me around. I was fearful of what I might see.
"Open your eyes love." He repeated pleadingly.
I was skeptical. I wasn't sure what to do. If I opened them and it wasn't him, I would surly die in a month's time. But I did. I opened my eyes.
"Oliver?" I whispered, in shock and relief.
"Yes love. I'm here." He stroked my hair.
I reached my hand out and stroked his face. I then flung myself into his arms and cried (for the hundredth time that day).
"Never leave me again. Don't ever do that again! You could have been killed!" I shouted.
"I promise, I'll never leave you again." He kissed me.
"Darlene?" He breathed.
"Yes?" I smiled.
"I love you."
AN: Finally I'm done. I will hopefully have another story about Oliver posted within a few weeks.