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Disclaimer- I (sadly) do not own Harry Potter, Oliver Wood, or any of those people. I bow down before J.K. Rowling. I do own Colette and the plot. Yippie!
Oliver hurried over and caught up to Harry just as he was leaving the Great Hall. He searched his brain for something to tell Harry in case Colette was watching.
Harry had seen Oliver coming. "Hey Wood. Emergency meeting?"
"Um no Potter. Just, uh, wanted to be sure your broom would be ready."
Harry shrugged. "Don't know, McGonagall told me off for asking her too many times."
Ron grunted.
Oliver frowned. "Well make sure you can get a back up broom, just to be safe." He said goodbye and left.
Not feeling very hungry, Oliver made his way back to Gryffindor Tower. He passed a portrait of a group of giggling girls. They laughed and blushed as he slumped by. "Twinkle toes," he mumbled to the Fat Lady.
"Speak up next time dear! I'm not as young as I look!" she exclaimed, swinging open.
Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson were whispering near the fireplace. Oliver crossed the room to join them.
"Why the long face Wood?" Alicia asked.
"I blew another chance at telling Colette how I feel," he said, flopping down into a big armchair.
The two girls exchanged looks.
"What?"
Angelina faced him. "Well, even if you did tell her how you feel, it would do you no good now."
"And why is that?"
"She's going out with Cedric." Alicia tossed a piece of parchment into the flames.
Oliver was very pale. "Ssssince when?" he finally managed to say.
"This morning, after Muggle Studies." Angelina patted him on the back. "Just wait a while. She'll come around."
Oliver got up out of the armchair. "I'm sick of waiting. Goodnight." And with that he headed for the boys' dormitory.
Disclaimer- I (sadly) do not own Harry Potter, Oliver Wood, or any of those people. I bow down before J.K. Rowling. I do own Colette and the plot. Yippie!
Oliver hurried over and caught up to Harry just as he was leaving the Great Hall. He searched his brain for something to tell Harry in case Colette was watching.
Harry had seen Oliver coming. "Hey Wood. Emergency meeting?"
"Um no Potter. Just, uh, wanted to be sure your broom would be ready."
Harry shrugged. "Don't know, McGonagall told me off for asking her too many times."
Ron grunted.
Oliver frowned. "Well make sure you can get a back up broom, just to be safe." He said goodbye and left.
Not feeling very hungry, Oliver made his way back to Gryffindor Tower. He passed a portrait of a group of giggling girls. They laughed and blushed as he slumped by. "Twinkle toes," he mumbled to the Fat Lady.
"Speak up next time dear! I'm not as young as I look!" she exclaimed, swinging open.
Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson were whispering near the fireplace. Oliver crossed the room to join them.
"Why the long face Wood?" Alicia asked.
"I blew another chance at telling Colette how I feel," he said, flopping down into a big armchair.
The two girls exchanged looks.
"What?"
Angelina faced him. "Well, even if you did tell her how you feel, it would do you no good now."
"And why is that?"
"She's going out with Cedric." Alicia tossed a piece of parchment into the flames.
Oliver was very pale. "Ssssince when?" he finally managed to say.
"This morning, after Muggle Studies." Angelina patted him on the back. "Just wait a while. She'll come around."
Oliver got up out of the armchair. "I'm sick of waiting. Goodnight." And with that he headed for the boys' dormitory.