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Chapter One:
"How was it?" Angelina called to me lazily from the bathroom. Alicia was reading another romance novel (curse her for being an incurable romantic). I grunted in response, tired from the walk from Hogsmeade I finally plopped back down into my four poster bed. "Was it really that bad?" she asked again, emerging from the bathroom with damp hair and using a freshly ironed school shirt.
"Why do you always ask me that?" I snapped, burrowing my head into my pillow.
"Because I will never give up on you, you tart." she said sitting on her own bed.
"Nothing happened, Miss Nothing's Impossible. He talked for the first time. That's all!" I squirmed as the effects of the words I muttered began to take effect. I looked up to see Alicia lay her book down and Angelina to stand up quickly from her bed and jumped into me, giving me the hardest noogie I've ever had (since the last time my brother visited). We both collapsed into the floor in a small crash and a muttered "Ow." from me.
"I need to go to the library now." I said, as Alicia opened her mouth to begin her prying.
Angelina blocked the door. "Oh no, you don't. We've been trying to set you up with Wood for YEARS now and now that something GOOD actually happened, you actually THINK that we're going to let you go that EASILY???" she half shouted, a manic gleam in her eyes. She pinched me.
"Ow! Okay, okay. I'll talk!! Stop pinching me." I finally blurted out after that death pinch. I sat down massaging my arm where Angelina pinched me. There I sat down for two whole hours while the grueling interrogation took place. They spent that whole time dissecting and reevaluating every single WORD that got out from WOOD's mouth. Really, if they took him seriously during practice, they won't spend every afternoon practicing Quidditch.
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Craving peppermint tea... Seariously, there must be something wrong with me. I know I've always liked peppermint tea but as the years went by, my cravings just jumped from every morning and every evening to every morning and evening and dawn and midnight!!! That is the reason why I am stalking the corridors to the Kitchens to make goddamned peppermint tea!
I reached the painting of the bowl of fruit and quickly tickled the pear with my shaking left hand. Since it was a little after midnight, nobody was there, not even a house elf. I was just boiling some water in a small teakettle and walked into the pantry to find the brown sugar and dried peppermint leaves. I found it sitting on top of the highest shelf, me, being a little vertically limited, started jumping up and down.
"Need help, Bell?" someone chuckled. I don't blame them, i must've looked weird in my long baggy thick cotton t-shirt reaching up to my calves. Heck, maybe I would have laughed myself silly. This might sound so cliché but... y'know, it was Wood. He walked towards me and looked up the shelf. "Peppermint tea, eh?"
"I don't NEED your help, Wood. I can reach it by myself." WHOA. Did I just SAY that? Well, then, let me see how I do it. I kept on jumping up and down, feeling really foolish. Wood tugged my sleeve. "What?" I asked wearily. He pointed to a small stool. "Oh, hehe. Sorry." I picked up the stool and went over to the shelf. I caught Wood rummaging in another shelf. I reached up to the blasted jar of dried peppermint leaves but it seemed like it had a mind of its own since it started moving away from me, back into the farthest corner of the shelf. Not giving up easily, I clambered up farther trying to reach the jar. In doing so, the stool flipped in one foot and toppled. Leaving me holding into the shelf that seemed to be as slippery as ever. I grabbed the jar quickly. I felt my arms drag down and next thing I know, I fell. I closed my eyes hoping that it would block at least some of the pain when I hit the ground. But the pain never came. I felt two arms catch me. I opened my eyes, lo and behold, I felt like being drawn into two big bowls of champorado (A/N: This is a Filipino food, it's chocolate rice porridge. It's very good, believe me.), i felt like floating as I held Wood's gaze and then the magical moment suddenly dissipated.
"That would have been a nice landing eh, Bell?" he said, breaking into a small chuckle. I slid myself off his arms with my jar. Straightening my shirt, I walked back to my teakettle which was beginning to whistle. I looked back at the pantry, seeing Wood walking out with a small jar of herb infusions, I stood up and put a big amount of peppermint into a tea strainer and plunked it into the boiling water.
"Erm--Wood?" I said as the minty refreshing scent of the peppermint filled the room.
"Yep?" he said, doing the same thing with another teakettle. That's when I realized he was making rasperry-strawberry tea. HAH! I always knew he was a little gay.
Totally forgetting to say thank you, instead I went, "Is that raspberry-strawberry tea??"
"Savour the moment, Bell. It is."
"Mph." I mumbled. So much for that "moment" inside the pantry. He's back into being such a prat again.
"Bell?" he asked, looking up from his tea, "You're welcome." he smiled his weird secret smile. Without really knowing what happened next, something really rare happened to me. I ACTUALLY SMILED!!! The horror, the horror! Okay, so I was overacting. He started pouring himself some tea and sitting on a tall stool. Minding my own bussiness, I resumed drinking tea again. Nothing happened for a good half an hour. Wood stood up and sat next to me, "So, what's the deal with the peppermint tea?" he said, pointing to my kettle and smiling.
"Nothing. I just happen to like peppermint tea." I said, pouring myself another cup.
"Y'know," he said, "My grandmother likes peppermint tea."
"Nice attempt in being witty, Wood. Too bad it doesn't work."
"Yeah, well. I try." he said, still smiling.
"What are you smiling for, eh?" I said, getting really irked the way he was smiling at me.
He didn't answer me but kept on smiling and a little bit more wider still. Then a panicky feeling struck me. He was leaning toward me slowly, Ookay then, this was really freaky. 'Erm, Wood, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I said in a squeaky, strangled voice. He was so close now that our noses were almost touching, heck, even I could hear his short shallow breathing. I could even smell the raspberry tea coming in and out in small sweet wisps from his breath. Okay, that description was totally uncalled for, it just made me more panicky. I closed my eyes as his lips brushed mine briefly. Okay so Alicia might have a field day with me if she gets a wind of it but in my opinion, it was good. With all the flip-floppy thing in my stomach, the skittering feeling in my heart (which could have been just my nerves) and the small fireworks display the moment I closed my eyes. The moment I opened them though, I could almost have slapped myself. Wood was actually smiling his secret smile again.
"You know," he said, "Peppermint tea doesn't taste so bad after all." And he left me there with my mouth hanging and almost grazing the ground in surprise.
A/N: OMG!!! I can't believe I just did that. It's a vital part of the plot though. So, what do you guys think? Oh, please be kind!!!
Chapter One:
"How was it?" Angelina called to me lazily from the bathroom. Alicia was reading another romance novel (curse her for being an incurable romantic). I grunted in response, tired from the walk from Hogsmeade I finally plopped back down into my four poster bed. "Was it really that bad?" she asked again, emerging from the bathroom with damp hair and using a freshly ironed school shirt.
"Why do you always ask me that?" I snapped, burrowing my head into my pillow.
"Because I will never give up on you, you tart." she said sitting on her own bed.
"Nothing happened, Miss Nothing's Impossible. He talked for the first time. That's all!" I squirmed as the effects of the words I muttered began to take effect. I looked up to see Alicia lay her book down and Angelina to stand up quickly from her bed and jumped into me, giving me the hardest noogie I've ever had (since the last time my brother visited). We both collapsed into the floor in a small crash and a muttered "Ow." from me.
"I need to go to the library now." I said, as Alicia opened her mouth to begin her prying.
Angelina blocked the door. "Oh no, you don't. We've been trying to set you up with Wood for YEARS now and now that something GOOD actually happened, you actually THINK that we're going to let you go that EASILY???" she half shouted, a manic gleam in her eyes. She pinched me.
"Ow! Okay, okay. I'll talk!! Stop pinching me." I finally blurted out after that death pinch. I sat down massaging my arm where Angelina pinched me. There I sat down for two whole hours while the grueling interrogation took place. They spent that whole time dissecting and reevaluating every single WORD that got out from WOOD's mouth. Really, if they took him seriously during practice, they won't spend every afternoon practicing Quidditch.
***
Craving peppermint tea... Seariously, there must be something wrong with me. I know I've always liked peppermint tea but as the years went by, my cravings just jumped from every morning and every evening to every morning and evening and dawn and midnight!!! That is the reason why I am stalking the corridors to the Kitchens to make goddamned peppermint tea!
I reached the painting of the bowl of fruit and quickly tickled the pear with my shaking left hand. Since it was a little after midnight, nobody was there, not even a house elf. I was just boiling some water in a small teakettle and walked into the pantry to find the brown sugar and dried peppermint leaves. I found it sitting on top of the highest shelf, me, being a little vertically limited, started jumping up and down.
"Need help, Bell?" someone chuckled. I don't blame them, i must've looked weird in my long baggy thick cotton t-shirt reaching up to my calves. Heck, maybe I would have laughed myself silly. This might sound so cliché but... y'know, it was Wood. He walked towards me and looked up the shelf. "Peppermint tea, eh?"
"I don't NEED your help, Wood. I can reach it by myself." WHOA. Did I just SAY that? Well, then, let me see how I do it. I kept on jumping up and down, feeling really foolish. Wood tugged my sleeve. "What?" I asked wearily. He pointed to a small stool. "Oh, hehe. Sorry." I picked up the stool and went over to the shelf. I caught Wood rummaging in another shelf. I reached up to the blasted jar of dried peppermint leaves but it seemed like it had a mind of its own since it started moving away from me, back into the farthest corner of the shelf. Not giving up easily, I clambered up farther trying to reach the jar. In doing so, the stool flipped in one foot and toppled. Leaving me holding into the shelf that seemed to be as slippery as ever. I grabbed the jar quickly. I felt my arms drag down and next thing I know, I fell. I closed my eyes hoping that it would block at least some of the pain when I hit the ground. But the pain never came. I felt two arms catch me. I opened my eyes, lo and behold, I felt like being drawn into two big bowls of champorado (A/N: This is a Filipino food, it's chocolate rice porridge. It's very good, believe me.), i felt like floating as I held Wood's gaze and then the magical moment suddenly dissipated.
"That would have been a nice landing eh, Bell?" he said, breaking into a small chuckle. I slid myself off his arms with my jar. Straightening my shirt, I walked back to my teakettle which was beginning to whistle. I looked back at the pantry, seeing Wood walking out with a small jar of herb infusions, I stood up and put a big amount of peppermint into a tea strainer and plunked it into the boiling water.
"Erm--Wood?" I said as the minty refreshing scent of the peppermint filled the room.
"Yep?" he said, doing the same thing with another teakettle. That's when I realized he was making rasperry-strawberry tea. HAH! I always knew he was a little gay.
Totally forgetting to say thank you, instead I went, "Is that raspberry-strawberry tea??"
"Savour the moment, Bell. It is."
"Mph." I mumbled. So much for that "moment" inside the pantry. He's back into being such a prat again.
"Bell?" he asked, looking up from his tea, "You're welcome." he smiled his weird secret smile. Without really knowing what happened next, something really rare happened to me. I ACTUALLY SMILED!!! The horror, the horror! Okay, so I was overacting. He started pouring himself some tea and sitting on a tall stool. Minding my own bussiness, I resumed drinking tea again. Nothing happened for a good half an hour. Wood stood up and sat next to me, "So, what's the deal with the peppermint tea?" he said, pointing to my kettle and smiling.
"Nothing. I just happen to like peppermint tea." I said, pouring myself another cup.
"Y'know," he said, "My grandmother likes peppermint tea."
"Nice attempt in being witty, Wood. Too bad it doesn't work."
"Yeah, well. I try." he said, still smiling.
"What are you smiling for, eh?" I said, getting really irked the way he was smiling at me.
He didn't answer me but kept on smiling and a little bit more wider still. Then a panicky feeling struck me. He was leaning toward me slowly, Ookay then, this was really freaky. 'Erm, Wood, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I said in a squeaky, strangled voice. He was so close now that our noses were almost touching, heck, even I could hear his short shallow breathing. I could even smell the raspberry tea coming in and out in small sweet wisps from his breath. Okay, that description was totally uncalled for, it just made me more panicky. I closed my eyes as his lips brushed mine briefly. Okay so Alicia might have a field day with me if she gets a wind of it but in my opinion, it was good. With all the flip-floppy thing in my stomach, the skittering feeling in my heart (which could have been just my nerves) and the small fireworks display the moment I closed my eyes. The moment I opened them though, I could almost have slapped myself. Wood was actually smiling his secret smile again.
"You know," he said, "Peppermint tea doesn't taste so bad after all." And he left me there with my mouth hanging and almost grazing the ground in surprise.
A/N: OMG!!! I can't believe I just did that. It's a vital part of the plot though. So, what do you guys think? Oh, please be kind!!!