The sun was just beginning to set behind the school, painting the sky
pastel pink, orange, and baby blue. Puffy white clouds moved through the
endless sky, moving ever so slowly. Candles flickered from the entrances
and hallways preparing the castle for nightfall. Amber hurried down the
hallway and down two flights of stairs. She reached the door leading
outside and opened it. Her black school robes bellowed behind her as she
ran to the quidditch pitch. Once she got there, she found no sign of
Oliver. She looked up hoping to see him flying, but he wasn't up there.
There was a tap on her left shoulder that made her jump. She spun around
and came face to face with Oliver. He was dressed in his old Gryffindor
quidditch uniform and was holding two brooms in his left hand and had the
quaffle under his arm. She caught her breath and collected herself as she
relaxed. He smiled and gave a small laugh at her reaction.
"Are you ready for some practice Amber?" he asked.
"Yes, I think I am," she replied.
He handed her a broom and mounted his broom, the quaffle still under his arm. As soon as he was hovering a few feet off the ground, he took the quaffle in his right hand and held onto the broom with his left hand.
"Alright, now go in front of the goals and I'll show you some new moves," Oliver insisted.
She mounted her broom and zoomed off in front of the three 50 feet high goals. She hovered in front of them awaiting more orders and tips from the old keeper. He pulled his right arm back and flung the quaffle right at the left side goal. She flew down to the goal and out-stretched her right hand. She snatched the quaffle and tossed it back to him. He smiled and flew over next to her.
"All right, now here are the basic rules you have to follow if you are to be a keeper. You don't fly behind the goals and grab the quaffle through the goal. You also don't fly out and join the game as if you were a chaser because that leaves the goals wide open. Watch out for bludgers, stay alert for them. I'll show you a move that every keeper should know," he offered. He flew next to her, right in front of the middle hoop and hovered. She followed his every movement and copied it. She must have gotten one of the positions wrong because he flew behind her and sat on her broom. He took a hold of her arms and moved them to the position that they should've been in. He also placed his hands on her shoulders to straighten her back out and to loosen her shoulders that were very tense. Once she had gotten the move down, he went back to his own broom and watched her do the whole move by herself. "Wonderful, you catch on very quickly," he complimented and clapped quietly for her. He tried to come up with more moves to teach her but his mind was on something else that wasn't quidditch for once. He went to do a move and slipped and fell to the ground, luckily he was only about ten feet in the air. He lied on the ground with his eyes closed and didn't move. Amber panicked, she flew down next to him as fast as she could. He wasn't moving, she was so afraid that he broke his back or worse, that he died. She threw her broom aside and kneeled down next to him.
"Oh my god, Oliver I mean Professor Wood, are you alright?" she stuttered out of fear and worry. He let out a groan of pain and opened his eyes to see her close to him. She rubbed the back of his head and tried to sit up, but he remained laying down.
"Yes, I'm fine, I've fallen numerous times before. Please call me Oliver," he said with a little groan. She sat down with her legs crossed next to him. He sat up with his legs outstretched and his hands behind him on the ground for support.
"Do you need help? I could go get the nurse," She offered.
"No it's all right, I'm fine, don't worry about it," he tried to calm her down.
"Look, this is all my fault, if I didn't practice keeper, none of this would've happened," she rambled.
"That's not true, it was my idea to practice keeper, not yours so don't worry about it. Now calm down and relax," he insisted.
"I'm just so sorry Oliver, I don't know what to say," she sighed.
"Don't say anything right now ok?" he whispered. She tried to look away but he placed his left hand lightly on her chin directing her to look at him. "It wasn't your fault, you're a wonderful keeper and a wonderful person," he whispered soothingly in her ear.
She bent down slowly and kissed him on his lips. They were soft and warm, she didn't want to pull away, but some unknown force inside her made her. She moved back a bit and looked into his eyes. She felt embarrassed, she could feel the color in her face change.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, I didn't mean," she was cut off.
He leaned forward and kissed her back, this time with more force and meaning. Her lips were warm and sweet, emotions ran wild inside of him. He felt her lips part a little as the kiss continued. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling her closer to him. He placed his hand on the side of her head, bringing her closer to him. They both slowly pulled away in dire need of air. They looked at each other, straight into one another's eyes.. He played with a lock of her light brown hair. He twirled it around his finger, it felt so soft and smooth, like silk. She smiled and took hold of his other hand. He stopped twirling her hair and she helped him up. Once he got to his feet, they went and grabbed the brooms and the quaffle. They made their way to the equipment box and put the quaffle back in the box and the brooms back in the closet.
"Thank you Oliver, practice was great," she smiled.
"No problem, anytime you need to work on some moves I'm here. Would you mind if I walked you to your room?" he offered.
"No, not at all, infact, I would love it," she replied.
He placed an arm around her shoulders and she placed an arm around his side and they walked into the castle like that. Everyone was back in their rooms by now so no one saw them. He walked her up to the painting of the fat lady. She smiled at the sight of the two and waved at Oliver.
"Good evening, nice to see you again Oliver or should I say Professor Wood. How have you been?" she wondered.
"Fine thank you and yourself?" he questioned.
"I've had good days and bad days, but I'm fine. Oh, password,?" she said in a monotone voice.
"Grindylow," Amber said.
The fat lady swung open, but before Amber walked inside, Oliver pulled her over to the side.
"Good night, I'll see you tomorrow in class ok?" he said.
"Yes, I had a great time thank you," she answered.
"I'm glad, I had a wonderful time as well. Good night," he replied.
He pulled her into a hug and inside her didn't want to let her go, but he reminded himself that he would see her tomorrow. She felt the warmth of his body against hers and didn't want to let go. He smelled like a warm summer day and she liked it, she wanted to hold onto him forever and never let go, but she knew that she had to. They finally let go and kissed quickly before she ducked into the common room. The portrait closed and she walked to her room. Abby, Rosalina, Megan, and Kali were the only ones in the room.
"So how was practice?" Megan asked.
Amber just walked over to her bed and sat down. She then lied down, put her hands behind her head, and looked up at the ceiling.
"It was wonderful," she replied and closed her eyes.
"I wonder how Madison's holding up," Abby wondered.
"Well, you know Madi, she's probably blowing things up or sneaking down to the kitchen," Rosalina answered.
"Well, she's with George who loves to pull pranks and jokes around a lot. She'll probably kill him before the night's over," Kali thought out-loud.
.That's it for now. Next chapter is Detention starring Madison, George, and Snape!!! I wrote this while I was supposed to be writing a 2 page, 5 paragraph essay on All Quiet on the Western Front for english, so I was a bit side-tracked while writing this chapter. Hoped you liked it though. Please Review!!!! Thanks to those who have reviewed so far. Especially Faith McKay who's been so loyal in reviews. Thanks to Chaos de Soach, Artemis fire mage of Golin, dreamingfifi, M. Black, Fawkesnflame and Leah for all reviewing, you guys are great!!!! Keep it up and more to come. I'll try to up date soon. I also wrote part of this during chorus so . . . .yeah. Love and peace and please review!!!!
"Are you ready for some practice Amber?" he asked.
"Yes, I think I am," she replied.
He handed her a broom and mounted his broom, the quaffle still under his arm. As soon as he was hovering a few feet off the ground, he took the quaffle in his right hand and held onto the broom with his left hand.
"Alright, now go in front of the goals and I'll show you some new moves," Oliver insisted.
She mounted her broom and zoomed off in front of the three 50 feet high goals. She hovered in front of them awaiting more orders and tips from the old keeper. He pulled his right arm back and flung the quaffle right at the left side goal. She flew down to the goal and out-stretched her right hand. She snatched the quaffle and tossed it back to him. He smiled and flew over next to her.
"All right, now here are the basic rules you have to follow if you are to be a keeper. You don't fly behind the goals and grab the quaffle through the goal. You also don't fly out and join the game as if you were a chaser because that leaves the goals wide open. Watch out for bludgers, stay alert for them. I'll show you a move that every keeper should know," he offered. He flew next to her, right in front of the middle hoop and hovered. She followed his every movement and copied it. She must have gotten one of the positions wrong because he flew behind her and sat on her broom. He took a hold of her arms and moved them to the position that they should've been in. He also placed his hands on her shoulders to straighten her back out and to loosen her shoulders that were very tense. Once she had gotten the move down, he went back to his own broom and watched her do the whole move by herself. "Wonderful, you catch on very quickly," he complimented and clapped quietly for her. He tried to come up with more moves to teach her but his mind was on something else that wasn't quidditch for once. He went to do a move and slipped and fell to the ground, luckily he was only about ten feet in the air. He lied on the ground with his eyes closed and didn't move. Amber panicked, she flew down next to him as fast as she could. He wasn't moving, she was so afraid that he broke his back or worse, that he died. She threw her broom aside and kneeled down next to him.
"Oh my god, Oliver I mean Professor Wood, are you alright?" she stuttered out of fear and worry. He let out a groan of pain and opened his eyes to see her close to him. She rubbed the back of his head and tried to sit up, but he remained laying down.
"Yes, I'm fine, I've fallen numerous times before. Please call me Oliver," he said with a little groan. She sat down with her legs crossed next to him. He sat up with his legs outstretched and his hands behind him on the ground for support.
"Do you need help? I could go get the nurse," She offered.
"No it's all right, I'm fine, don't worry about it," he tried to calm her down.
"Look, this is all my fault, if I didn't practice keeper, none of this would've happened," she rambled.
"That's not true, it was my idea to practice keeper, not yours so don't worry about it. Now calm down and relax," he insisted.
"I'm just so sorry Oliver, I don't know what to say," she sighed.
"Don't say anything right now ok?" he whispered. She tried to look away but he placed his left hand lightly on her chin directing her to look at him. "It wasn't your fault, you're a wonderful keeper and a wonderful person," he whispered soothingly in her ear.
She bent down slowly and kissed him on his lips. They were soft and warm, she didn't want to pull away, but some unknown force inside her made her. She moved back a bit and looked into his eyes. She felt embarrassed, she could feel the color in her face change.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, I didn't mean," she was cut off.
He leaned forward and kissed her back, this time with more force and meaning. Her lips were warm and sweet, emotions ran wild inside of him. He felt her lips part a little as the kiss continued. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling her closer to him. He placed his hand on the side of her head, bringing her closer to him. They both slowly pulled away in dire need of air. They looked at each other, straight into one another's eyes.. He played with a lock of her light brown hair. He twirled it around his finger, it felt so soft and smooth, like silk. She smiled and took hold of his other hand. He stopped twirling her hair and she helped him up. Once he got to his feet, they went and grabbed the brooms and the quaffle. They made their way to the equipment box and put the quaffle back in the box and the brooms back in the closet.
"Thank you Oliver, practice was great," she smiled.
"No problem, anytime you need to work on some moves I'm here. Would you mind if I walked you to your room?" he offered.
"No, not at all, infact, I would love it," she replied.
He placed an arm around her shoulders and she placed an arm around his side and they walked into the castle like that. Everyone was back in their rooms by now so no one saw them. He walked her up to the painting of the fat lady. She smiled at the sight of the two and waved at Oliver.
"Good evening, nice to see you again Oliver or should I say Professor Wood. How have you been?" she wondered.
"Fine thank you and yourself?" he questioned.
"I've had good days and bad days, but I'm fine. Oh, password,?" she said in a monotone voice.
"Grindylow," Amber said.
The fat lady swung open, but before Amber walked inside, Oliver pulled her over to the side.
"Good night, I'll see you tomorrow in class ok?" he said.
"Yes, I had a great time thank you," she answered.
"I'm glad, I had a wonderful time as well. Good night," he replied.
He pulled her into a hug and inside her didn't want to let her go, but he reminded himself that he would see her tomorrow. She felt the warmth of his body against hers and didn't want to let go. He smelled like a warm summer day and she liked it, she wanted to hold onto him forever and never let go, but she knew that she had to. They finally let go and kissed quickly before she ducked into the common room. The portrait closed and she walked to her room. Abby, Rosalina, Megan, and Kali were the only ones in the room.
"So how was practice?" Megan asked.
Amber just walked over to her bed and sat down. She then lied down, put her hands behind her head, and looked up at the ceiling.
"It was wonderful," she replied and closed her eyes.
"I wonder how Madison's holding up," Abby wondered.
"Well, you know Madi, she's probably blowing things up or sneaking down to the kitchen," Rosalina answered.
"Well, she's with George who loves to pull pranks and jokes around a lot. She'll probably kill him before the night's over," Kali thought out-loud.
.That's it for now. Next chapter is Detention starring Madison, George, and Snape!!! I wrote this while I was supposed to be writing a 2 page, 5 paragraph essay on All Quiet on the Western Front for english, so I was a bit side-tracked while writing this chapter. Hoped you liked it though. Please Review!!!! Thanks to those who have reviewed so far. Especially Faith McKay who's been so loyal in reviews. Thanks to Chaos de Soach, Artemis fire mage of Golin, dreamingfifi, M. Black, Fawkesnflame and Leah for all reviewing, you guys are great!!!! Keep it up and more to come. I'll try to up date soon. I also wrote part of this during chorus so . . . .yeah. Love and peace and please review!!!!