A/N: I'm sorry
if this one isn't great either, but I've been really distracted. The girl that
knew all of my secrets lost her battle with cancer yesterday. The only thing
that gets my mind off of it is this fanfiction.
Please pray for her. Her name is Laura, and I'm dedicating this fic to her.
Disclaimer: Not JK Rowling, wish I was!
True, I couldn't put a sentence together, but it didn't matter. I was engulfed
in a bear hug by Alicia.
"We're still in!" she screamed, then shoved me aside and hugged Oliver,
while I hugged Percy. Then Alicia took my hand and dragged me down the stands.
I looked over my shoulder to see Oliver, elated.
Everything else happened it a flurry. My cheek! All I could think of was, 'uh-oh, I'm in trouble.' It wasn't even expected
either. He kind of just snuck up on me.
At dinner, I couldn't relax. My back was hurting from sitting up so straight. I
barely ate anything. What I did eat, I actually chewed with my mouth closed! I
even blotted around my mouth with a napkin. Why was I doing this? Oliver was siiting right next to me.
I didn't say anything to him. But, more than once I took a breath as if to
start talking, but blew it out. I wished that he would say something first.
He finally did. "Er...uh. Pass the
potatoes?"
That was it? I rolled my eyes and turned to him, "Look, Oliver. I think we
need to talk."
"Fine," he said simply but didn't move, like he had no intention of
talking with me.
I rolled my eyes, groaned stubbornly and got up. I left the Great Hall and sat
in the empty common room, because the rest of the house was at the feast.
I leaned against the wall, just next to the portrait hole, with my arms
crossed.
Sure enough, Oliver bustles through the hole and walks straight past me. He
looked around the common room, then turns around to see me standing there.
"Er..." he said." I think I know what
this about."
"Why did you do it, Oliver?" I asked leaning against the wall.
"Wha....ahh..."he
stumbled, looking at the ground. Then he picks his head up and cocks it to the
side. "Look, I'm not going to pretend that we are friends, ok?"
"OK-"
"Because the fact is...I have feelings for you."
My jaw dropped, and I furrowed my eyebrows. I was even glaring.
"What?"
"I like you," he repeated. My ears must be decieving
me.
"Why?!" I asked.
"Look, I didn't PLAN on this!" he stated very forcefully. He glared
right back.
"You're LYING!" I exclaimed.
"I'm not!"
"You are!"
Oliver stomped his foot and said, "I'm putting my foot down! I'm not
lying!"
He had to be joking! I stomped over to him and stepped on his foot. "Well,
I'm putting my foot over yours. You're winding me up!"
We were glaring daggers at each other. I didn't realize that this was the
second time our faces were only inches apart, until his glare turned into a smirk.
I backed away, and crossed my arms. "What's so funny?"
"You. Putting your foot over mine." he was smiling.
I guess he was right. It was at least smirk worthy when you think about it. So
I grinned back. "OK, then. Mind telling me why you have those feelings?"
"That," he said, still smiling.
"What?"
"You make me smile."
"Oh," my cheeks could melt ice. "What now?"
He just stared. The he said, " I don't know. What do you think?"
I didn't know what to think. For some reason, I was scared. "Let's just go
back to the feast then?" and I started pushing the hole open.
But, he grabbed my shoulders and spun me around. "No, don't go."
I forced myself to look into his eyes. "Why?"
"Because we aren't done here," he said. He pulled me further into the
room as to not let me leave.
I broke out of his hold. "Oliver-"
"Look, I'll leave you alone if you tell me that you don't have feelings
for me."
Uh-oh. My heart started racing again. It felt like a ton of bricks just knocked
me over, yet I was still standing.
It was like "yes" and "no" were fighting with each other in
my head.
Say yes!
Say no!
Say yes!
Say no!
I tried to speak, but I couldn't. My throat all of a sudden turned dry and
scratchy.
Oliver bit his lip (just like I do), and crossed his arms (just like I do).
I kept opening my mouth as if to say something, then closed it quickly. I swear
I must have looked like a fish.
Say yes!
Say no!
Say SOMETHING.
I shrugged my shoulders, and started in a whispered extremely slowly,
"Um.................I................Don't...................."
He turned expressionlessly and left me alone in the empty common room. He
didn't wait for me to say,"......know"
No! Wait!
Come back! I wasn't going to say that!
I don't know!
Now he thinks that I don't have feeling for him. Why is it that I always manage
to mess everything up?
I wanted to go after him, but I didn't. Suddenly I was extremely tired.
I couldn't process anything at that time. All I wanted was sleep.
I don't want to think of you, Oliver! Let me sleep.
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Sure enough, I fell asleep. But, I was woken up a few hours later by Peeves
cackling in my ear.
I threw my pillow at him, but it just flew right through him. I groaned,
"What do you want?!?!?!?!"
He rubbed his eyes and whined, "Poor Oliver is UPSET and it's all your
fault!" Then he started laughing uncontrollably.
"What? Who told you that?" I asked.
"I was eavesdropping!" he bragged. "Now I'm off to tell the
world!"
I was awake right then. I reached for my wand. "Obliviate!"
I said.
Apparently, it worked.
"What am I doing here?" he asked.
"Being annoying, now go away!" he ordered. Then he disappeared
through a wall.
Frustrated, I took my pillow and screamed into it. I screamed so hard I gave
myself a headache.
Karina, a roommate of mine rustled and mumbled,
"Alright, mate?"
"Yeah, goodnight, Rina..." I answered.
I didn't want Oliver to be upset! I was feeling incredibly stupid.
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Ok, done! Another cliff hanger. But I'm really zonked.
"I'll keep a part of you with me, and everywhere I am there you'll
be"- RIP Laura Santiago
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