Push Me Disclaimer: I own nothing. I just really wanted to make a good fic for Herm and Oliver. Oliver Wood-16 (6th year) Harry Potter- 15 (5th year) Ron Weasley-15 (5th year) Hermione Granger- 15 (5th year) Fred and George Weasley-16 (6th year)

Chapter 3
"Hey Hermione, what's up?" Ginny Weasley asked entering the common room. She was flanked by Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell.
"Complete and utter confusion," Hermione told them. She looked up from her books and glared at them. She knew they were up to something, but she didn't know what.
"Why?" Katie asked.
"I'll give you three guesses."
"Ron?"
"No."
"Harry?" Ginny suggested.
"No."
"Oliver?" Alicia asked.
"N-how did you know?" Hermione asked astonished. No one would've been able to guess that. She didn't even believe it and she was living it.
"Well, Oliver told us that he finally told you he likes you this morning," Katie explained.
"He t-," Hermione broke off. "What do you mean finally?" She glared at the three girls.
"Well..."
"Spit it out, Katie."
"He's liked you for a long time and he's trying to find out how to prove it to you." Katie said quickly biting her lip nervously. Hermione squeezed her eyes shut as if hearing nails scraping a board.
"Ginny, did you know about this?"
"Not until today," Ginny swore.
"This is ridiculous."
"What's ridiculous?," Harry asked as he and Ron made their way into the common room. "Ladies, would you excuse us? We want to talk Hermione in private." Harry and Ron sat down next Hermione on the couch as Ginny, Alicia, and Katie left the common room to go to dinner.
"Want to tell us what's going on?" Harry asked quietly.
"I do but-," Hermione began to cry. "But, it's all so confusing...he said he likes me...he kissed me...I don't believe him...I can't believe him...Katie says he likes me...he followed me this morning...he won't leave me alone...I-I can't even go to the library anymore!" Hermione buried her face in her hands.
"Hermione," Ron called softly drawing her attention. "We have no idea of what you just said. Take a deep breath, calm down, and tell us what happened. In English." Hermione sniffed and wiped her tears away.
"T-this morning Oliver and I took a walk. While we were walking he told me that he liked me and I ran away to breakfast with you two."
"Wait," Harry interrupted. "You blew off an 'I like you, go out with me' for breakfast?"
"No! He didn't say anything about going steady or whatever. He just said he fancied me. Anyways, I was scared and did the first thing that came to mind. I ran. When I went to the library he went there and confronted me. We started talking, I told him I had to leave...and he kissed me."
"Hermione, do you like him?"
"Huh?" Hermione asked dumbly.
"Do...you...like...him?"
"Yes."
"That's great!" Ron exclaimed cheerfully.
"No! No, it's not."
"Hermione, you like him. He likes you. I, personally, don't see the problem."
"It's just that after Viktor I can't really trust your species too much, no offense or anything."
"None taken. Hermione, what did he do to you?" Harry asked.
"He, uh, tried to get me to...you know. When I wouldn't, he dumped me for Fleur because she's beautiful. He called me all sorts of names," Hermione started to cry again.
"Hermione, I know you didn't take what he said to heart did you?"
"Yes. I can't help it, though. He's famous and he could have anyone so I must be ugly compared to the girls he could have."
"Don't. You are one of the most beautiful people we know. Besides, Krum obviously couldn't get you, so he can't get any girl he wants. He's just angry because a smart and beautiful girl like you wouldn't stoop to his level of morals," Harry and Ron told her. Hermione smiled and hugged the both of them.
"So will you go out with Oliver?"
"No."
"Hermione!" Ron said exasperatedly.
"What?" Hermione shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not ready."
"Will you at least hear him out and stop running from him?"
"Well..."
"Hermione!" Harry and Ron shouted.
"Fine." Hermione said defeated.
"Good. We're going to dinner. Coming?" Harry asked. He stood and Ron copied his actions.
"Later. I want to stay here a while."

"Hey," Oliver greeted Ron and Harry as he sat down across from them at dinner. He'd been waiting for the two for the past hour and hoped they'd brought him good news.
"Hey," Ron responded. He grabbed a plate and began to pile food onto it.
"Did you talk to her?"
"Yes," Harry said slowly.
"What did she say?" Oliver asked his face anxious.
"Here she comes. You can ask her," Ron told him.
"You've got to be kidding," Oliver groaned.
"Afraid not. Talk to her after dinner."
"Fine, but if she doesn't answer me. You two will," Oliver said darkly as Hermione walked up to them.
"Hey," Hermione greeted them as she sat down to eat.
"Hey," the three responded. They ate in an uncomfortable silence. Hermione ate quickly so she could go to the library.
"You aren't thinking about getting S.P.E.W. together again are you?" Ron asked grimacing.
"No. I have homework and I want to get it done. It's been a long day and I need to go to bed."
"Alright, but if Harry and I have to come and drag you out of the library by lights out we're never letting you go back in there alone again." Hermione smiled.