IV
Later that night on Ravenclaw's common room, three girls are circling next to the fireplace. They are Jessica Blamey, Sandy Lockhart (has a very charming uncle I believe [winky]), and Naire.
"How's it going with you and Ethan?" asked Jessica to Naire.
"Nothing" she answered flatly.
"Nothin'! oh come on, girl..we're not blind! We can see clearly that you guys are all over each other!" cried Sandy.
"Tuut…wrong! He's all over her!" Jessica said laughing.
"There's nothing between us! Well, I can not say that he's not all over me" she said half laughing.
"Oh yeah… I truly believe in you!" Sandy said.
"No, really! We're just friends"
"Besides, who would've believe that I'm involve with him?" she continued.
"Well, I know someone who did" Sandy said smiling.
"Who?" asked her.
"That Gryffindor captain you've been hating since first grade!" Sandy said again.
"Who? Oliver? No way!" she said disbelieved.
"It's true, hon… just look at him! He's like a lost puppy! Although I don't mind to adopt him, undoubtly cute puppy he is!" Jessica said with a big smile.
"He came to me once, asking about you" sandy said.
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, and I swear I can see jealousy on his face!" Sandy said again.
"And did you see him on today match?" Jessica asked.
"Well, If you haven't notice, I'm on the broom trying to score some points, thank you!" she said.
"Duh, and didn't you realize how easy it was!" Jessica said.
"He's practically giving you the goal posts!" Sandy continued.
"You guys are imagining things! I'm going to bed" She said walking to the bed chamber leaving the 2 girls giggling at her.
Naire couldn't sleep. There's too much thoughts on her mind. She's been thinking what her friends have said. Is it true that Oliver was jealous? She remembered the conversation between them early this semester.
"Is it true, I mean..about that Ethan guy?"… "Afraid you'll miss me, Wood?"… "Maybe I already have!"… "Maybe I already have!"…
the words kept on filling her mind. Did he really meant what he said? The more she thinks about it, the more she get confused.
She still remembers the first day they arrived at Hogwarts as first years. Back then everything was so simple. She really believed that when she met Oliver for the first time they will be friends. Eleven years old Oliver was so handsome, cute you can say. With short dark brown hair, and deep brown eyes. Dimple on his left cheek whenever he smiles, red pouty lips, everyone could mistake him for an angel. But her believes was wrong. He was obnoxious and annoying enough to make her hate him. Since then, not a single day was free from fighting.
Still, she couldn't forget that she liked him before, even for only a minute. She's still hoping for them to be friends, but as the years passed by, she realize there's no way to fix that. He became more obnoxious, annoying, but yet… more handsome. Every Quidditch match Gryffindor had, she can hear all the girls were screaming his name. Deep down there in her heart, she wished to be one of the girls. She wished she didn't hate him so much to be able to say that she liked or likes him.
After that conversation, she tried her best to avoid him. she's afraid of what will happen next. She has a very strong feeling that Oliver said that just to play with her. He did that all the time, but this time he didn't know how much it affected her. She's angry on him for doing that, for playing with her heart, not that he knew.
"He didn't like me, he hates me!" she said to herself, and then closing her eyes, trying to sleep.
At the very same time, in Gryffindor boys bed chamber, Oliver was still awake in his bed.
"She didn't like me, she hates me!" he whispered closing his eyes.
Later that night on Ravenclaw's common room, three girls are circling next to the fireplace. They are Jessica Blamey, Sandy Lockhart (has a very charming uncle I believe [winky]), and Naire.
"How's it going with you and Ethan?" asked Jessica to Naire.
"Nothing" she answered flatly.
"Nothin'! oh come on, girl..we're not blind! We can see clearly that you guys are all over each other!" cried Sandy.
"Tuut…wrong! He's all over her!" Jessica said laughing.
"There's nothing between us! Well, I can not say that he's not all over me" she said half laughing.
"Oh yeah… I truly believe in you!" Sandy said.
"No, really! We're just friends"
"Besides, who would've believe that I'm involve with him?" she continued.
"Well, I know someone who did" Sandy said smiling.
"Who?" asked her.
"That Gryffindor captain you've been hating since first grade!" Sandy said again.
"Who? Oliver? No way!" she said disbelieved.
"It's true, hon… just look at him! He's like a lost puppy! Although I don't mind to adopt him, undoubtly cute puppy he is!" Jessica said with a big smile.
"He came to me once, asking about you" sandy said.
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, and I swear I can see jealousy on his face!" Sandy said again.
"And did you see him on today match?" Jessica asked.
"Well, If you haven't notice, I'm on the broom trying to score some points, thank you!" she said.
"Duh, and didn't you realize how easy it was!" Jessica said.
"He's practically giving you the goal posts!" Sandy continued.
"You guys are imagining things! I'm going to bed" She said walking to the bed chamber leaving the 2 girls giggling at her.
Naire couldn't sleep. There's too much thoughts on her mind. She's been thinking what her friends have said. Is it true that Oliver was jealous? She remembered the conversation between them early this semester.
"Is it true, I mean..about that Ethan guy?"… "Afraid you'll miss me, Wood?"… "Maybe I already have!"… "Maybe I already have!"…
the words kept on filling her mind. Did he really meant what he said? The more she thinks about it, the more she get confused.
She still remembers the first day they arrived at Hogwarts as first years. Back then everything was so simple. She really believed that when she met Oliver for the first time they will be friends. Eleven years old Oliver was so handsome, cute you can say. With short dark brown hair, and deep brown eyes. Dimple on his left cheek whenever he smiles, red pouty lips, everyone could mistake him for an angel. But her believes was wrong. He was obnoxious and annoying enough to make her hate him. Since then, not a single day was free from fighting.
Still, she couldn't forget that she liked him before, even for only a minute. She's still hoping for them to be friends, but as the years passed by, she realize there's no way to fix that. He became more obnoxious, annoying, but yet… more handsome. Every Quidditch match Gryffindor had, she can hear all the girls were screaming his name. Deep down there in her heart, she wished to be one of the girls. She wished she didn't hate him so much to be able to say that she liked or likes him.
After that conversation, she tried her best to avoid him. she's afraid of what will happen next. She has a very strong feeling that Oliver said that just to play with her. He did that all the time, but this time he didn't know how much it affected her. She's angry on him for doing that, for playing with her heart, not that he knew.
"He didn't like me, he hates me!" she said to herself, and then closing her eyes, trying to sleep.
At the very same time, in Gryffindor boys bed chamber, Oliver was still awake in his bed.
"She didn't like me, she hates me!" he whispered closing his eyes.