Authors Note from Cassgrl087: Hey, I'm really really sorry it took so long to update this. I had brain cramps and no inspiration whatsoever. So hopefully this doesn't suck out loud and perhaps you'll like it. If you're an Oliver lover, I'm sorry for making him not seem so nice in this chapter, but hey, every story needs someone like him in it! The next chapter I write I won't put it off, I promise. Thank you all for being so patient with us, we're a little slow! Oh, and Ashleigh, if you don't mind, I'd like to plug my Radio Free Roscoe fanfic, Love Bites, (not a problem! ^-^)because it's really great, but lacking in those precious reviews! hehehe...okay, onto chapter 3!

Disclaimer - Okay, you know the drill. We own nothing. JKR owns practically everything. All hail J.K. Rowling.

Chapter 3

"Katie?" Angelina walked into the dimly lit room and noticed her best friend sleeping quietly on the arm chair. Either she didn't have enough coffee this morning, or she was waiting up for Angelina to get home. Sighing, Angelina crept out of the room but not before Katie stirred.

"Ang?" She said sleepily. Angelina turned around and smiled.

"Thank Merlin you're awake, Katie! Guess what? Oliver's coming over tomorrow morning!" she said, voice half fun of excitement, half full of resentment.

"How exciting!" Katie exclaimed.

"No, no, not exciting," she said, shaking her head vigorously, "Stressful! "Stress" is the keyword here,"

"Why?" She asked, clearly confused.

"Because," Angelina said, exasperated.

"I guess you're just stressed out," Katie said, examining Angelina. "Have a seat and calm yourself." Angelina reluctantly sat.

"Fred acted really strange when I brought up Oliver and I just don't know what's going on,"

"C'mon, Angie, you're thinking too hard!" Katie smiled over at Angelina who stared back blankly. Katie rolled her eyes. "I've known you since we were eleven. You are over thinking this. You're minds going haywire because of everything going on and Oliver coming is just too much. What you need is a good sleep to clear your head. Once you see Oliver again...you'll be just fine."

Angelina twirled a piece of her hair, deep in thought. That was it. Katie had to be right. All this excitement and movement was just too much. She was over thinking. Tomorrow Oliver will be here and it'll be just like old times. She smiled to herself.

"Your right. Your absolutely right. Thanks, Katie. You always know what to say," And with that, both girls went to bed.

Angelina woke the next day to the fresh smell of coffee and a certain deep, accented voice. She jumped out of bed, threw on a purple bath robe, and walked into the kitchen with a smile on her face.

"Angelina!" Oliver exclaimed as he picked her up in a hug that lifted her off her feet. It was so reviving to see Oliver again. He looked even better then the last time she saw him. His brown, sandy hair was still short and his eyes never lost the glint of green in them. But he was more muscular now. He stood there, in a black ribbed sweater, and a pair of khakis. And his scent still swept her away.

"It's so good to see you again," He said as he set her down.

"It's so good to see you too!" She said, looking up at him "I missed you so much," He smiled back at her.

"Hey you lovebirds, why don't you get a room?" Katie said teasingly, and they all laughed.

"Oh my Gosh!" Angelina said, looking at the clock. "I have to get to work!" But just before she ran back to her room, Oliver grabbed her wrist.

"Easy, Speedy," he said, "you don't have to go in until later. It's Sunday, remember?"

"Ooooh," Angelina said slowly, turning around. She just remembered that all the shops in Diagon Alley open up 2 hours later on Sunday. "Let me get ready! By the way, what are we doing first?"

Turns out, the first thing Oliver had in mind was to visit Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Before they left Angelina ran back in her room, and changed into a pair of light red robes. She brushed her hair into a messy bun and was ready to go.

Angelina, Oliver, and Katie walked to the joke shop together, Angelina and Oliver hand in hand and Katie commenting about how they made her sick.

"So this is it, eh?" Oliver said, staring at the lettering outside the door.

"Yes, this is it," Angelina replied, squeezing his hand. "Let's go in!"

George met them at the door as soon as they walked in.

"Oliver! Oliver Wood! I haven't seen you in ages!" He exclaimed as the two shook hands very excitedly.

"George Weasley! You either!" he said, releasing his hand, "Only one of my best beaters that I've ever had! And look what you've done! Great place you've got here! Where's Fred?"

"He's in the back room. Fred!" He called back, still grinning, "Oliver's here!" Grudgingly it seemed, Fred emerged.

"Wow, look here, Fred Weasley!" They shook hands, Oliver grinning, and Fred with a small forced smile on his face. Then Oliver looked around the store. "Great place you've got here! It's what I always expected of you two! Does it pay much, if you don't mind me saying?"

Angelina elbowed him, still smiling. But Oliver continued, "I mean, I'm sure it doesn't pay as much as my Quidditch position does, but it's a great place," Angelina looked up at him, trying to clue him in about how rude he was being. "What, Angie?" She just rolled her eyes and glanced at Katie, who shrugged.

"So, guys, how about lunch?" Angelina asked, attempting to change the subject.

"Sounds great!" George exclaimed. Fred mumbled something that sounded like "How about not." Katie gave him a funny look but piped up,

"I know a great place! It's just a little ways down the street from Gringotts," Then they all headed to the restaurant Katie mentioned.

"This is cute!" Angelina said approvingly when they got there. It was similar to the cafe she tried to get a job at. Oliver put his arm around her and led her inside, with the twins and Katie following. She was so happy that he was there. They sat at a table, Oliver and Angelina sat on one side and Katie, Fred and George on the other side. When they sat down a young waitress walked over.

"What can I get you all?" She asked pleasantly.

"We'll have five orders of Filet Mignon," Oliver said.

"We can't afford that!" George said giving an embarrassed laugh.

"Ah, don't worry!" Oliver replied, "It's on me. I can afford it, being the Keeper on Puddlemere United's Reserve team!" He bragged to the waitress, who in turn, fluttered her eyelashes and giggled.

"Wow! You're the keeper, huh? How impressive!" Oliver smiled. Angelina was beginning to feel uneasy. Why was Oliver acting like this? Especially around Fred and George. Oliver never boasted about his financial status just around Angelina. She looked across from her and saw Fred rolling his eyes.

"I think we'll order what we'll like, Wood." He grumbled.

"No, let me treat you to something new," He insisted, obviously not noticing how rude he was being. Katie raised an eyebrow at Angelina, who shrugged. Who knew this would go to his head?

"Well, that is pretty impressive, Wood. I can't believe you made the team!" George said to Oliver, who was sitting across from him.

"Yeah the tryouts were killers. I knew I'd make it though. I had a lot of practice." He boasted, to which Fred rolled his eyes. Angelina plastered a small smile on her face and tried to change the subject for the second time that day.

"So, Katie, how's the ministry?"

"Fine, fine. I really like it, actually. Loads of people say they hate their jobs, but I like mine. I'm sure I won't be saying the same thing next year, but as of now, it's brilliant," She smiled.

"You do miss quidditch don't you, though?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah, a little, I guess," Katie replied, "I miss being on the field," Oliver smiled and nodded.

Once the food came, there was much more talk about Oliver and George's favorite subject: Quidditch. Occasionally Angelina and Katie would make an attempt for changing the topic, which was happening a lot that day, but it always resulted in Quidditch. And Fred's eye rolling and grumbling was almost as annoying as Oliver & George's continuous talk. Finally, lunch ended, and they all headed back to Katie's.

"We'd better get back to work," Fred said as the reached the store. George sighed,

"Yeah, I reckon so." He agreed, "Your coming in a little later then, Angelina?"

"Yes, I'll be back in about an hour or so," she nodded.

"Oy, it was brilliant to see you both!" Oliver said, shaking hands again before they left, "Maybe we'll meet up again sometime!"

George said he hoped so and Fred just nodded. The remaining three walked back to Katie's. Once inside, they walked to the living room to see Oliver off. They walked to the fireplace and Katie picked up the pot of Floo Powder.

"Angelina, I wish I could stay longer, but we have practice in an hour," Oliver said.

"You really have to go?" She looked up at him. As annoying as he was being, he was her boyfriend, and she didn't know when she'd see him next.

"I'm sorry. I'm going to miss you. A lot." He pulled her into an embrace. She looked up at him and he brushed a piece of hair out of her face and leaned over to kiss her.

"I'm going to miss you, too," She said once they pulled apart. He hugged her again, but it was time for him to go. He turned to Katie and shook her hand, saying goodbye. He took the powder from her and threw it into the fire. The flames grew larger and turned a bright shade of green. He turned back to Angelina and said,

"I love you,"

"I love you, too," She called before he disappeared into the Floo powder flames.

TBC

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