Hermione Granger plopped onto the Gryffindor Common Room couch, exhausted. Her day had been hectic. Not only did she have Muggle Music, but she also had Muggle Studies while everyone else had Divination so she was waiting for some company. She looked at her wand and used the spells Professor Timberlake had taught earlier.

Oliver Wood grinned as he walked down into the common room.  What a wonderful day.  He looked around seeing the very haggard looking Hermione Granger.  "'Ello there Hermione!" He said plopping down next to her on the couch.

Hermione quickly exclaimed, "Musicajam, stop!" She glanced at Oliver and replied, "Hello..."

Oliver grinned.  "Muggle music?"

"You're lucky you missed Dumbledore's sudden curriculum change...you don't have to sing up on a stage..." Hermione blushed as she spoke.

"You have to sing on stage?" Oliver began laughing.  "I feel so bad for you.  When?"

"The Valentine's Day Feast," she said quietly.  She fiddled around with her wand semi-nervously.

Oliver smiled kindly.  "So, what song are you doing?"

"Everywhere by Michelle Branch..." she answered.

Oliver nodded his head.  "That's a fabulous song."

Hermione blushed again. "I agree..." She had looked like a deer caught in a car's headlights when Oliver had entered and she hoped it wasn't too obvious.

"So..." Oliver said sounding a little apprehensive.

"Hmmmm...I need to ask you something," she whispered.

Oliver looked over.  "Yes?"

"I need your help," she said, pulling out her Transfiguration book, "I don't understand this..." She opened the textbook to a certain page and added, "I don't want everyone to know I asked for help...everyone thinks I'm perfect...I hope you don't mind..."

"No not at all!" He answered smiling widely.  "What is it that you need help with?"

"This chapter is confusing..." she said, her voice fading.

Oliver looked at the bushy haired third year and was quiet.

"What???" she exclaimed, surprised.

Oliver shook his head.  "Oh, nothing.  Nothing at all.  So, what's so confusing?" He answered looking back at the open textbook.

"I can't for the life of me figure out how to isolate these variables!" she exclaimed.

Oliver laughed.  "Well... to be honest with you, I don't really remember how to do it either."

Hermione dropped her book on the floor. "I give up!" she exclaimed, stretching out her legs on the coffee table as she spoke.

Oliver blinked and smiled.  "Where are the other two?"

"Wha???" she asked, then added, "Oh, Divination!"  She shrugged and muttered, "Trelawney's a fake..."

Oliver nodded his head.  "I didn't like her much either."

"Yeah...so...what are you doing after graduation?" Hermione asked out of the blue.

"Hopefully get on a Quidditch team." Oliver answered quickly.  "Or go into journalism."

Hermione chuckled. "You seem to have it all planned out...what else do you see happening in the real world?"

Oliver only shook his head.  "Total destruction if You-Know-Who doesn't die."

Hermione nodded her head, not expecting the response he had given. "I mean...in your life..." she prompted.

Oliver shrugged.  "I'm not sure.  It's all fuzzy."

"Like...you don't see yourself...falling in love?" she asked.

Oliver looked over at the girl and shrugged.  "It'll all fall into place."

Hermione simply nodded and became quiet.

"What is something wrong?" Oliver asked looking a tad shocked.

Hermione shook her head distractedly. "No, not at all..." she replied, "I...just remembered I have to meet Harry and Mika to fill them in on the Muggle Music performance assignment..." She stood up and headed off.

"Hey wait!" Oliver said standing up.  "Did I do something?"

"No!" she called out behind her, "I'll talk to you later!"

Oliver watched the younger girl perplexed as she exited the common room