We lost..
Those same words kept flashing threw my mind.
We lost. We lost. We lost.
I couldn't believe it. We were so close. And after Hermoine had put that spell on his glasses I was sure we were going to win. Everything was perfect. We were all so pumped.
We lost. We lost. We lost..
We haven't lost a game since Harry joined the team. I was so sure this was the year. My last year. Now its impossible. How can we win now? This is the worst day of my life..
The door to the locker room opened slowly. Oliver didn't look up, he was sitting on the bench, head in his hands and sighing deeply. She walked over, her feet making almost no noise on the floor and bent down on her knees to look at him.
'Its not your fault, Oliver'
He looked up at her and stared into her eyes for a long time. 'How is he?'
She grinned. 'Its Harry. He'll recover fast. He always does. Remember, last year when Lockhart removed all the bones in his arm?'
He laughed and looked away from her. 'We could have had it. Its my last year... now there's not chance..'
She grabbed his chin with her hand and forced him to look at her. 'Its my last year to you know. And its not over yet. What happened to the Oliver we know and love? The one who wakes us up at 4 in the morning for drills? And keeps us out late just so we can learn the new moves?' She smiled and let go of his chin and sat down next to him, 'Its not over yet.'
He smiled and took her hand. 'Your right.. we can still win if Hufflepuff loses..'
Katie placed her finger to his lips. 'Shh. You talk to much.' She laughed and kisses him softly.
And the same words kept flashing threw his mind.
I won. I won. I won.
Those same words kept flashing threw my mind.
We lost. We lost. We lost.
I couldn't believe it. We were so close. And after Hermoine had put that spell on his glasses I was sure we were going to win. Everything was perfect. We were all so pumped.
We lost. We lost. We lost..
We haven't lost a game since Harry joined the team. I was so sure this was the year. My last year. Now its impossible. How can we win now? This is the worst day of my life..
The door to the locker room opened slowly. Oliver didn't look up, he was sitting on the bench, head in his hands and sighing deeply. She walked over, her feet making almost no noise on the floor and bent down on her knees to look at him.
'Its not your fault, Oliver'
He looked up at her and stared into her eyes for a long time. 'How is he?'
She grinned. 'Its Harry. He'll recover fast. He always does. Remember, last year when Lockhart removed all the bones in his arm?'
He laughed and looked away from her. 'We could have had it. Its my last year... now there's not chance..'
She grabbed his chin with her hand and forced him to look at her. 'Its my last year to you know. And its not over yet. What happened to the Oliver we know and love? The one who wakes us up at 4 in the morning for drills? And keeps us out late just so we can learn the new moves?' She smiled and let go of his chin and sat down next to him, 'Its not over yet.'
He smiled and took her hand. 'Your right.. we can still win if Hufflepuff loses..'
Katie placed her finger to his lips. 'Shh. You talk to much.' She laughed and kisses him softly.
And the same words kept flashing threw his mind.
I won. I won. I won.
