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Time passes by, it's Christmas eve. Oliver decided not to go home. He wants to spend his last Christmas at Hogwarts with his friends. Harry, as usual, stays at Hogwarts. He knew about Harry's muggle family, he understand. The Weasleys are all staying, and two Gryffindor 2^nd year are also staying.
He hasn't come out (from the common room) since morning, except for breakfast and lunch. As for Christmas eve's dinner, he asked George and Fred to bring his dinner to the common room. He has no ideas of how many Ravenclaw's, Hufflepuff's, and Slytherin's staying for this Christmas.
He sits on his favourite chair next to the fireplace, because it's a very cold night, and the fireplace is like the best place to warm your self. Christmas, although it's his favourite holiday, he never manage to like the weather. He always loves summer, mostly because it's a very good time to play Quidditch. Not far from him, he saw Harry and Ron, playing wizard's chess. Ron kept on winning. Harry seemed a little bit upset, but he didn't show it to Ron. The Weasley twins are sitting on the sofa, wrapping some gifts. There's no sight of the 2^nd year, maybe asleep.
"Hey, Oliver! Any news?" shouted George.
"Huh?" he asked.
"You know... Naire!" said Fred.
"I really don't want to talk about that, you know" he answered.
"Okay... but it's good for you to get over her. You have Angelina now!" Fred said again.
"Yeah.." he said again, smilling.
After the Halloween Ball, he and Angelina are quite an item now. Angelina is very nice to him, even though she knows about Naire. She said that she'll help him to forget Naire. He had to admit that she did a great job comforting him. every time she's around, he can try not to think about Naire. Angelina is very funny. She likes to make jokes in front of him, not afraid she might look ugly. He can talk about Quidditch with her, because they shared the same interest. He wishes that Angelina stayed too, but she wants to have Christmas with her family. It's hard for him not to think about Naire when Angelina is not around. Now that's she's away, the thoughts about Naire came up to his mind again.
"Hey guys, I think I'm going to bed now!" he said standing up from his chair.
"Are you sure? The night is young!" said George cheerfully.
"It's Christmas eve!" shouted Harry that had finished the chess game with Ron.
"I'm tired, sorry" he said again.
"How could you be tired? You've done nothing since morning!" said Ron.
"You're not fun anymore Mr. Wood! Who are you? Where's our Captain, you... alien!" George screamed throwing a pillow cushion to him.
"Hey!..wait!" he screamed. But there's nothing he could do.
In a minute the common room had change into a battle field of pillows. They're all laughing so hard. Oliver couldn't remember when was the last time he laughs this hard. They play for an hour, until they're too tired to move. They all went to bed chamber and sleep.
The morning after Oliver wakes up finding there's no one in the bed chamber. He go down to the common room and find his friends unwrapping their gifts under the Christmas tree. He go straight to his gifts. One, two, three...seven gifts for him. he open the first one, it's from his mother. It's his all time favourite chicken cream pie. The second one is from his father, it's a set of Quidditch Encyclopaedia. The next four are from his brother, Harry, George and Fred, Angelina (gave him a silver Chudley Canon's pin), and.... Wait? Who is it from? There's no card in the last package. He wondered, who could possibly give an anonymous Christmas gift. He opened it and found a nicely knitted dark blue sweater. It has a green and yellow pattern across the chest. He tried it on, and it fitted him well. The sweater has a very light jasmine flower smell, he liked it. He looked around hoping someone will claim the gifts, but no response.
"Come on, Wood! Everbody's waiting for us for breakfast!" Harry said patting his shoulder.
"Oh..okay!" he said.
They all came down to the Great Hall. Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Prof. Flitwick are sitting in the same table. The table that students uses. Already sitting with them are three Ravenclaw's, two Hufflepuff's, and there's no sight of Slytherin's.
"Sit down, please! Sit here with us!" McGonagall said delightful.
"Happy Christmas to all of you!" said Dumbledore cheerfully.
"Merry Christmas!" Cheered Prof. Flitwick.
They all take a sit. Oliver sits next to George. The breakfast has started when suddenly a girl came running. To Oliver surprise, the girl is Naire.
"I'm sorry proffesor, I..." she said almost choking.
"Now now, you can save your excuses Ms. Mutsuki, whatever it is! You better sit there in front of Mr. Wood so we can continue our pleasant breakfast! Happy Christmas to you" Dumbledore said pointing to the empty space in front of Oliver.
"Thank you, proffesor!" she said smiling.
Oliver was surprised to see her here. He never thought that Naire is staying also. His eyes followed her walking to the empty space in front of him. She glanced at him and looks surprised too. She sits and starts eating her breakfast. He looks at her once in a while. She's still very beautiful. It's been a long time since the last time they were this close.
After breakfast, they all come back to their own activities. Lots of them went outside to play snowballs.
"Oliver, come on!" Harry shouted.
Wait, I'll join you in a minute!" he said.
He just saw Naire walking with her Ravenclaw's friend towards their common room. He wants to talk to her.
"Naire, wait!" he ran to her.
She turn her back to see who's calling her. She saw him and then she glanced at her friend.
"Merry Christmas, Oliver" said Naire's friend.
"Umm.. merry Christmas..." he paused. He didn't know her name.
"Blamey, Jessica Blamey" she said smilling.
"Blame me?" he said confused.
"Blamey.. not blame-me" Naire said to him.
"Oh, okay... sorry" he said.
"That's okay! I better get going, see you in common room Naire!" she continued, smiling at him and Naire.
"So..?" she asked after Jessica disappeared.
"Well, umm.. Merry Christmas" he said.
"Is that all? Merry Christmas to you too, then!" she said walking away.
"No, wait!" he grab her wrist.
"Hey!" she shouted.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" he said letting go her arm.
"That's okay" she smiled vaguely.
"So, wanna play snowballs?" he asked smiling.
"Umm.. I guess not. Jessica's waiting for me in the common room" she answered.
"You can call her! We'll have fun!" he said again.
"No, thanks! I'm tired" she refused again.
"Okay then... bye" he said weakly.
"Bye... have fun!" she said slowly.
She was about to leave when he suddenly touches her arm, gently. She shiveres a little.
"Good luck with Ethan, he's a nice guy" he said.
"Umm..yeah! good luck with you too... I mean with Angelina" she said.
"Yeah.." he said again.
They were silent for a moment.
"Gotta go now.." she said breaking the silence.
"Yeah, bye" he said.
"Nice sweater by the way! It suits you" she said again, smiling.
Suddenly the air breeze through them bringing a lovely scent to his sense. He looks at her and asked.
"Are you wearing perfume?" he asked.
"Yes, why'd you ask?" she answered.
"Is it,... jasmine?" he asked again nervously, half hoping.
"Yes" she answered.
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Time passes by, it's Christmas eve. Oliver decided not to go home. He wants to spend his last Christmas at Hogwarts with his friends. Harry, as usual, stays at Hogwarts. He knew about Harry's muggle family, he understand. The Weasleys are all staying, and two Gryffindor 2^nd year are also staying.
He hasn't come out (from the common room) since morning, except for breakfast and lunch. As for Christmas eve's dinner, he asked George and Fred to bring his dinner to the common room. He has no ideas of how many Ravenclaw's, Hufflepuff's, and Slytherin's staying for this Christmas.
He sits on his favourite chair next to the fireplace, because it's a very cold night, and the fireplace is like the best place to warm your self. Christmas, although it's his favourite holiday, he never manage to like the weather. He always loves summer, mostly because it's a very good time to play Quidditch. Not far from him, he saw Harry and Ron, playing wizard's chess. Ron kept on winning. Harry seemed a little bit upset, but he didn't show it to Ron. The Weasley twins are sitting on the sofa, wrapping some gifts. There's no sight of the 2^nd year, maybe asleep.
"Hey, Oliver! Any news?" shouted George.
"Huh?" he asked.
"You know... Naire!" said Fred.
"I really don't want to talk about that, you know" he answered.
"Okay... but it's good for you to get over her. You have Angelina now!" Fred said again.
"Yeah.." he said again, smilling.
After the Halloween Ball, he and Angelina are quite an item now. Angelina is very nice to him, even though she knows about Naire. She said that she'll help him to forget Naire. He had to admit that she did a great job comforting him. every time she's around, he can try not to think about Naire. Angelina is very funny. She likes to make jokes in front of him, not afraid she might look ugly. He can talk about Quidditch with her, because they shared the same interest. He wishes that Angelina stayed too, but she wants to have Christmas with her family. It's hard for him not to think about Naire when Angelina is not around. Now that's she's away, the thoughts about Naire came up to his mind again.
"Hey guys, I think I'm going to bed now!" he said standing up from his chair.
"Are you sure? The night is young!" said George cheerfully.
"It's Christmas eve!" shouted Harry that had finished the chess game with Ron.
"I'm tired, sorry" he said again.
"How could you be tired? You've done nothing since morning!" said Ron.
"You're not fun anymore Mr. Wood! Who are you? Where's our Captain, you... alien!" George screamed throwing a pillow cushion to him.
"Hey!..wait!" he screamed. But there's nothing he could do.
In a minute the common room had change into a battle field of pillows. They're all laughing so hard. Oliver couldn't remember when was the last time he laughs this hard. They play for an hour, until they're too tired to move. They all went to bed chamber and sleep.
The morning after Oliver wakes up finding there's no one in the bed chamber. He go down to the common room and find his friends unwrapping their gifts under the Christmas tree. He go straight to his gifts. One, two, three...seven gifts for him. he open the first one, it's from his mother. It's his all time favourite chicken cream pie. The second one is from his father, it's a set of Quidditch Encyclopaedia. The next four are from his brother, Harry, George and Fred, Angelina (gave him a silver Chudley Canon's pin), and.... Wait? Who is it from? There's no card in the last package. He wondered, who could possibly give an anonymous Christmas gift. He opened it and found a nicely knitted dark blue sweater. It has a green and yellow pattern across the chest. He tried it on, and it fitted him well. The sweater has a very light jasmine flower smell, he liked it. He looked around hoping someone will claim the gifts, but no response.
"Come on, Wood! Everbody's waiting for us for breakfast!" Harry said patting his shoulder.
"Oh..okay!" he said.
They all came down to the Great Hall. Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Prof. Flitwick are sitting in the same table. The table that students uses. Already sitting with them are three Ravenclaw's, two Hufflepuff's, and there's no sight of Slytherin's.
"Sit down, please! Sit here with us!" McGonagall said delightful.
"Happy Christmas to all of you!" said Dumbledore cheerfully.
"Merry Christmas!" Cheered Prof. Flitwick.
They all take a sit. Oliver sits next to George. The breakfast has started when suddenly a girl came running. To Oliver surprise, the girl is Naire.
"I'm sorry proffesor, I..." she said almost choking.
"Now now, you can save your excuses Ms. Mutsuki, whatever it is! You better sit there in front of Mr. Wood so we can continue our pleasant breakfast! Happy Christmas to you" Dumbledore said pointing to the empty space in front of Oliver.
"Thank you, proffesor!" she said smiling.
Oliver was surprised to see her here. He never thought that Naire is staying also. His eyes followed her walking to the empty space in front of him. She glanced at him and looks surprised too. She sits and starts eating her breakfast. He looks at her once in a while. She's still very beautiful. It's been a long time since the last time they were this close.
After breakfast, they all come back to their own activities. Lots of them went outside to play snowballs.
"Oliver, come on!" Harry shouted.
Wait, I'll join you in a minute!" he said.
He just saw Naire walking with her Ravenclaw's friend towards their common room. He wants to talk to her.
"Naire, wait!" he ran to her.
She turn her back to see who's calling her. She saw him and then she glanced at her friend.
"Merry Christmas, Oliver" said Naire's friend.
"Umm.. merry Christmas..." he paused. He didn't know her name.
"Blamey, Jessica Blamey" she said smilling.
"Blame me?" he said confused.
"Blamey.. not blame-me" Naire said to him.
"Oh, okay... sorry" he said.
"That's okay! I better get going, see you in common room Naire!" she continued, smiling at him and Naire.
"So..?" she asked after Jessica disappeared.
"Well, umm.. Merry Christmas" he said.
"Is that all? Merry Christmas to you too, then!" she said walking away.
"No, wait!" he grab her wrist.
"Hey!" she shouted.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" he said letting go her arm.
"That's okay" she smiled vaguely.
"So, wanna play snowballs?" he asked smiling.
"Umm.. I guess not. Jessica's waiting for me in the common room" she answered.
"You can call her! We'll have fun!" he said again.
"No, thanks! I'm tired" she refused again.
"Okay then... bye" he said weakly.
"Bye... have fun!" she said slowly.
She was about to leave when he suddenly touches her arm, gently. She shiveres a little.
"Good luck with Ethan, he's a nice guy" he said.
"Umm..yeah! good luck with you too... I mean with Angelina" she said.
"Yeah.." he said again.
They were silent for a moment.
"Gotta go now.." she said breaking the silence.
"Yeah, bye" he said.
"Nice sweater by the way! It suits you" she said again, smiling.
Suddenly the air breeze through them bringing a lovely scent to his sense. He looks at her and asked.
"Are you wearing perfume?" he asked.
"Yes, why'd you ask?" she answered.
"Is it,... jasmine?" he asked again nervously, half hoping.
"Yes" she answered.
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